“Why not?”
“When we get all the bags full, I’ll go home and get a wagon and team.”
“That will be fine,” said Tom.
“Say, Dick,” spoke Frank, “what do you suppose has become of Jed and his crowd?”
“They must have taken in the walnut trees first,” replied Dick.
The route to the North Woods took the boys along the road where Jed and his friends had left them earlier in the morning. As they came up to a farmhouse Dick said:
“Farmer Griggs lives here. We’ll go in and get a good cool drink of well water.”
They trooped into the farm-yard. They were all gathered about the well when an old man came out from the house.
“How’dy, Dick,” he said. “Mornin’, lads. Hey, lost any of your friends?”
“Have you found any, Mr. Griggs?” asked Dick.