antic antlers in the moonlight, and his sensitive
snout sniffed angrily as he sensed the invaders of his range; but
another imperative call from his mate at the Falls compelled him to
leave these usurpers; so he wheeled gracefully and, with an answering
call to let his doe know he was coming, trotted down the trail until he
reached the stream that came from Silver Falls, and there he disappeared
in the forest.

"What a wonderful sight!" breathed Mrs. Vernon, when the buck was gone.

The girls listened to the dying echoes of those pounding hoofs, and
sighed. Mr. Gilroy sat up and spoke eagerly, "That is the first buck
I've ever seen near my bungalow. There are deer in the Adirondacks, but
they seldom come near a habitation. It is said that they feed in the
barnyards in winter, looking for stray grain, but I am not here in
winter, you see."

"How I would have loved to have had a snapshot of him," said Julie,
sighing.

"You've all got it in your memory--the best place to frame a picture for
all time," replied Mrs. Vernon.

"You know, girls, there is an old hunter's saying, that goes: 'A deer to
welcome you on your first night will bring luck to you all that year,'"
said Mr. Gilroy, as he turned to lead the way into the bungalow.

"Wait, Mr. Gilroy; Julie never finished her story. She broke off just
where the beast bellowed--then came the buck!" said Joan.

"The deer finished the story better than we ever could," laughed the
Captain, as she followed Mr. Gilroy.

"But, at least, tell us what happened to those Nerieds?" asked Betty,
who wished to see the wicked punished.

So Mrs. Vernon had to end the story, although it was condensed in the
telling. But Betty persisted, "You haven't told us yet what the Nerieds
did when they found the wonderful Prince Perseus saved and married to
the Princess."

Every one laughed, but Julie replied, "Why, like most jealous people,
the Nerieds had to move away from town when every one found out how it
all had happened!"

The "bite" they had before leaving for camp would have been classed as
a first-class supper in the city restaurants, and then, when good-nights
were being said, the host gave Jim a laden basket to carry for the
scouts.

"You'll be glad of this in the morning, for breakfast. If you need
anything else, run over here and get it from my man who cooks,"
explained Mr. Gilroy.

But next morning, the contents of that basket were found to be more than
enough for any o