“Oh, I do hope they find Teddy before it gets dark!” sighed Janet.
“So do I,” murmured her mother.
Meanwhile perhaps we had better find out what happened to Teddy.
As I have told you, he thought he surely knew the way to the place where Jake and Sam were working on the new lumber chute. He had been there before once or twice. But as he walked along and along the path he saw it growing fainter and fainter, showing that it was not much used.
And then Teddy knew that he was lost!
But he was a brave little fellow, and, brushing his curly hair back from his eyes, he picked up a stout stick for a club and walked on.
“I guess I’d better go back home,” he said to himself.
He turned about, and thought he started straight back over the way he came. But if you have ever been in the deep woods, you know how much one tree looks like another and that all the bushes seem the same. So Teddy could not tell when he had turned completely around to go back.
As a matter of fact, he turned only partly around and, instead of heading for the bungalow, he was wandering away from it almost as much as when he started straight away to get the lumbermen.
For a time Teddy tramped on, quite sure he was going back to the bungalow. He was a little disappointed that he had not been able to find the lumbermen to tell them to go back and help at the sawmill.