us a lovely luncheon--and all with nothing to do it with,"
added Judith.

"And it's up to us, girls, to give them a dinner that will make their
eyes pop out to-morrow!" declared Ruth.

"Let's plan it now, and do as much towards it as possible, then we can
give that much extra time to tracking," suggested Julie.

"And, scouts! I want you to display every bit of fine work you have done
since we've been in camp, and all the work we did at camp last summer,
as well, and brought with us this year," advised the Captain.

"Yes, we don't want those boys to think we don't know a thing! The stuff
we've made is so different from what they have, too," admitted the
leader.

So the evening was employed in arranging many exhibits to impress the
visitors the following afternoon. Then the scouts rolled into bed.

"Verny, you'd better set the alarm clock for four in the morning,"
called Julie, the last thing.

"Yes, we want to be up and ready to start when Gilly comes for us,"
added Joan, the Corporal.

"All right. Go to sleep now, or you'll all over-sleep," laughed the
Captain from her tent.

But there was no need of an alarm clock. The girls were up half an hour
before it rang, and were impatiently waiting for the arrival of their
instructor in tracking. Some of the scouts had gone into the bushes to
begin a search, but had found nothing.

It took but a few moments after Mr. Gilroy arrived to outline his plans
for the work and fun. "We will scatter in couples to hunt for any sort
of track whatever. The first couple that discovers any genuine track
must call out, then we all will run and study it for what it is, or
where it leads to. Now, pair off, scouts, but the Captain and I will
follow at a distance and hurry to the first pair who find a track."

"There are nine of us--how about the odd one?" asked Julie.

"Let the three youngest go together," returned the Captain. So Amy,
Betty and Judith hunted in trio.

It was a "still hunt" for a time, since every one was too intent on
finding a track to speak. Most of the scouts took to the dense bushes
and woods, but the Leader sought in a clearing and was the first to
summon the others.

"Oh, come, every one! We've found a great big track!" called Julie, as
she and her companion knelt to inspect the prints.

Every one raced wildly to the clearing, and, sure enough, there were
hoof prints distinctly marked in the soil. The trail led across the
clearing into the dense forest