"Come and get it," cried the guide.
They arranged themselves as best they could in the tent, while Cale handed around the supper. There was little conversation for the next ten minutes. The boys were too busy.
"After supper we shall have to rustle for firewood," said the guide after a time.
"I will look after that," offered Tad.
"We will all go out," added Rector.
"No, it isn't necessary for all of us to get wet," answered Tad. "I suppose the ponies will have to stay out in the wet, but they are used to that. Do we go back to our other camp in the morning, Mr. Vaughn?"
"Yes. One day and night of this, I guess, will be enough for you boys for one time."
"I wouldn't mind a month of it," answered Tad.
"Nor I," agreed Ned.
"Not for me," spoke up Stacy. "I have had enough to last me a lifetime already. Next time I remain in camp, bears or no bears. Just think of the Professor snoring away in that nice, comfortable tent. Oh, dear!"