This second day in the woods was spent in a lazy fashion by the occupants of both camps.
It was nearly noon before Jim and his companion were ready to go out fishing, and then the sport was so dull that they did not remain very long.
Half a dozen medium-sized fish was the only result of their labor, and these the guide proposed to roast, because, as he explained, it would save the trouble of cleaning them.
He set about the task in the most approved backwoods style, and succeeded in bringing forth a most acceptable dish.
After this meal the boys did nothing, save watch their neighbors, and when night came Jet began to discuss the details of the return trip, for he was now confident the men were permanently located.
"Go right to the telegraph office as soon as you get home," he said to Jim, "and if the operator asks who sent the message say it was some one you met in the woods who hired you to bring it."
"S'posen he won't take it?"
"There's no danger of that. I'll give you the money, and he'll be bound to do as you say."
"You'll have to stay here all night alone, for, of course, I can't get back the same day."
"I shan't mind it, except that I may be lonesome; but I mustn't think of such a thing now."