"They have gone down there to-night to stick up those signs!" cried Mrs. Bunker, inspired by a new thought.
"Well, I reckon nothing will hurt 'em," said her friend soothingly. "I'll tell Mr. Armatage and he will go down there and get them."
This idea impressed both the men when they came back from their unsuccessful search of the house.
The two men walked briskly along the trail to the burned cabin. The stars gave them light enough to see all about the clearing when they arrived. Not a sign of Russ or Rose did they find.
"Do you suppose they went home some other way?" asked Daddy Bunker.
"I don't know. I hope they haven't wandered into the thicket."
As Mr. Armatage spoke both men heard the terrible scream that had first startled Russ and Rose. Mr. Bunker fairly jumped.
"That can't be the children!" he ejaculated.
The way his companion looked at him told the children's father a good deal. Mr. Bunker seized Mr. Armatage's arm.
"Tell me! What is it?" he asked.