left the shack, and started
slowly up the trail to the town, stopping once or twice to look back and
shake his fist meantime to see if the boys meant business. Finally Garry
lifted his rifle and sent a shot whistling several feet over the man's
head. Immediately he put on a burst of speed that didn't decrease until
he was far out of sight.

"That's that. I think we have seen the last of him," said Garry.

As a matter of fact, this was the last they saw of him, for he never
stopped until he reached the station, where he hid until he had a chance
to steal a ride on the rods of a freight train.

Back at the lean-to, they pieced the map together again, and were able
to find the second missing location. According to the remainder of the
note, mark number two consisted of three great stumps, close together in
triangular form. The directions were to dig between them, where the
secret of the mine would be disclosed.

Garry fished out a map of the State, and found that the Shohela river
ran not more than forty miles away. The town of Jennings was marked, and
proved to be a small village, deserted almost in the summer, for the
tourists had not penetrated to that section, but quite a center in the
winter for lumberjacks coming and going to their work in the woods.

The river itself was used for the log drives in the spring. Somewhere
above was the bend in the river, from where they could guide their steps
until they found the secret mine. Just what kind of a mine it would
prove to be, none of the boys had any idea. It would hardly be silver or
gold, for there never had been one found in that State. They thought
there was a chance of there being copper, as in Wisconsin there were
great copper mines.

Figuring out their course, they decided to start that afternoon, and by
easy marching, arrive at Jennings late the following day.

They repacked their knapsacks, using part of the food they had stored in
the tree cache, and then left the remainder of it in the lean-to with a
note addressed to old Dud, saying he could have it, and bidding him
goodbye for the time being.

They intended to come back after they had found or failed to find the
lost mine and say goodbye to the Everetts.

After a march of about five hours, they camped under the trees for the
night, and were soon eating a supper cooked over the open campfire. For
safety's sake they kept sentry duty up through the night, not fearing
anyone in particular, but with the