"Good morning," replied Harry. "Nice country around here."
"Plenty say that."
"How's the fishing?"
"Good — if you know the right places."
The other men in the group laughed good-naturedly.
"My friend and I are looking for a place to spend a few weeks. Thought maybe we could rent a little shack in the woods. Do you know of any up along the Mountain Pike?"
"There's quite a few up that way," replied one of the other idlers. "All depends upon how far away from town you want to be."
"Seth Wilkinson has a couple of old cabins in the woods," remarked another man. "They're pretty old ones, I reckon. Wouldn't be much good in wet weather."
"Try old Josh Stevens," suggested the first man. "He's got a regular house — small but good — about a half mile off the pike. There ain't been any one living there for a long time."
"Where does his place lie?" questioned Harry. "Is it very far from town?"