"So you can—providing you've got the money, lad;" and Uncle Barney smiled.
"Oh, we've got the money!" answered Andy. "Our folks treated us very handsomely."
"I brought over my big bobsled," went on the old lumberman. "Come ahead—I'll help you carry your baggage. We can leave it all at Crumpers' boathouse until we get the other stuff."
He led the way, and they soon found themselves at the boathouse he had mentioned. Here they placed their traveling bags on Uncle Barney's bobsled, and then made their way to a nearby general store, where the old fellow was well known.
"We've got a list written out here," explained Jack, bringing it forth. "I'll read it to you, and then you can tell me what you think of it."
The list was quite a long one, and the old lumberman listened attentively as Jack read it over. Then he nodded approvingly.
"You've got it about right, boys," he said. "You must have been out before."
"My dad helped me make out this list," explained Dick. "He and my uncles have had quite some experience hunting, and, of course, they knew just what to take along."
"Do you think it will be enough?" questioned Randy anxiously. His appetite for eating never seemed to be lacking.
"You've got enough there for six or eight," answered the old lumberman. "However, it won't do any harm to add a few more beans and a little extra bacon; likewise a little more sugar, seeing as how boys generally like things sweet."