his is our lucky morning," remarked Garry. "Here we
might have been days and days before we ever found the slightest bit of
evidence on which to base our search for the band of smugglers, but in
less than an hour after the starting of our mission, we stumble upon
this very important bit of help."

As Garry talked, he kept glancing out of the corner of his eye at a
tall, rangy individual, who since the boys had entered the car, had kept
constant watch on them.

"Don't look up now," he whispered to his companions, "but a few minutes
later casually glance across the aisle two seats up from where we are
sitting, and look at that tall chap who is sitting there reading a
newspaper. Ever since we got on board the train he has been watching us
over the top of the paper. I wonder if there isn't some way in which we
could get into conversation with him, and see who he is."

The words were hardly out of Garry's mouth, and before his chums had
had a chance to survey the stranger, the object of their conversation
threw down his newspaper and getting up sauntered over to where the trio
was sitting. The boys looked up and gazed inquiringly at the newcomer,
who seemed not a whit abashed at their scrutiny.

"Going on a camping trip?" he inquired with a pleasant smile.

"Why yes, we are," said Garry quickly, before either of the others could
make a reply. "Are you also?" for Garry had noticed that a cased rifle
and blanket roll were stowed under the stranger's seat.

"Why yes and no," answered the stranger. "I am going partly on business
and partly on pleasure. Mind if I sit in with you a few minutes"

"Why, no indeed," said Garry cordially, as he moved over and made room
for the tall stranger. "I suppose we might as well make ourselves
acquainted, so I will start in by introducing myself. My name is Garry
Boone, and these are my two chums, Dick Wallace and Phil Durant."

"My name is Fernald, Arthur Fernald, having no particular home, nor any
particular business. Where are you boys bound for?"

"Why," said Garry, after a moment's hesitation, "we're bound for the
border, but just where we will make our headquarters we do not know as
yet, probably just whatever the fancy seizes us."

"Expect to get any hunting?" inquired the stranger. "Some mighty fine
specimens of moose and caribou are to be found in that locality."

This remark made Garry suspicious, and he immediately shot this question
at the stranger. "Don't you know that t