"Looks great!" he cried. "I wonder, maybe—I wonder if—"
"What?" asked Sam.
"If it can be the 'Evergreen State'; looks just like her."
"The boat we came on!" cried Dick. "Wouldn't that be jolly?"
"If she only stopped at the lumber camp we might be standing on her deck now," remarked Sam.
"Oh, I guess not; the 'Osprey' for me," declared Tom Clifton. "Anybody can travel on a steamboat, but everybody can't get his bumps on a lumber schooner."
"Besides, its next stop is Rawdon, several miles below Wild Oak, where we get off," said Bob.
"You mean disembark; use nautical terms, Bob," laughed Sam. "Hurry up with that glass, Jack; the rest of us have eyes, too, and want to get a look."
But Jack didn't hurry; whereupon Sam, Dick and Tommy made a united attack, which resulted in the glass changing hands.
"I'll make you sorry for that," puffed Jack.