"Who were they?" asked Dick.
"It wasn't they," replied Pepper, "it was him. Don't you remember he was the last of the Mohicans."
"That's a very good name," commended the colonel.
"Then Uncas it is," agreed the boys.
"Now that you have agreed upon a name," continued the colonel, "what do you say to having a real Scout dinner in the woods?"
"That s-strikes me favorably," exclaimed Pepper.
"Then if you will make a fire I will go on a hunting expedition and see what game I can secure," said the colonel. "Better get to work, boys, for I won't be long. You will find some meal and salt in the shack, Rand, to make some bread."
"All right," responded the boys, "we will have everything ready when you get back."
The boys fell to work at once, Jack and Don gathering the wood for the fire, while Rand and Pepper mixed the dough for the bread, Dick and Gerald agreeing to do the cleaning up afterwards. By the time the colonel came back the fire was blazing and the bread baking on some stones, which were set up in front of the fire.
"How did you make out?" asked Pepper of the colonel when he returned.