“Ah, but there’s nothing like the mountains, fellows,” said Rob; “and a pack-train will take us right into the middle of them.”
“Well, the nights are so short away up here north in Canada and Alaska that a fellow has to go to bed in the daylight and get up in the dark. If you don’t watch out you’ll get fooled out of your night’s sleep.”
“You will if you don’t watch Uncle Dick,” said Rob, smiling.
“Well, anyhow, you’ve done several good days’ work already. From this time on we’ll have it easier—maybe.”
“What do you suppose he means by that?” asked John of Rob.
“I don’t know,” said Rob, “but we’ll find out to-morrow—maybe.”