we've got a long way to go."

With a glad whoop Dick & Co. piled aboard the truck, stowing themselves
away as comfortably as might be.

"Giddap!" grumbled Joe at the horses.

"Say!" shouted Ben Alvord as the start was made.

"Well?" answered Dan.

"Who's going to do your cookin'?"

"We are."

"Wow! You won't all live to tell the tale, then. Got any medicines with
you?"

"There, I knew we'd forgotten something," declared Tom Reade solemnly.
"S'posing any of us should get sick?"

"We'll make up our minds that we're not going to," replied Dave.
"Fellows camping out in winter haven't any right to get sick."

"Still, we might. Might have colds, especially," remarked Dick
thoughtfully. "Oh, I say, Joe! Haul up, quick!"

Dick was standing up, using his arms to signal an automobile that was
coming toward them.

"Well, who's sick?" smiled Dr. Bentley, stopping his auto.

"Doctor, I have six free patients here for you," Dick announced
solemnly.

"Good!" laughed the physician. "That's the kind I like best. What are
you boys up to?"

"We're going camping, doctor, out in the forest, and may be gone a
fortnight. Just this minute it struck us that we hadn't a bit of
medicine with us in case any of us got sick. We don't expect to be, of
course, but----"

"I see," nodded the doctor, smiling pleasantly. "One thing is sure. If
you have a few simple remedies along with you you're less likely to be
ill than if you had forgotten to make any preparation. In that case
worry might do its share. Now, let me see."

Dr. Bentley reached up a drug case from the bottom of his car.

"Here's a bottle of stuff for colds," he went on, selecting a bottle and
writing on the label. "There, the directions are straight. Going to cook
for yourselves?"

"Certainly."

"Then indigestion is your most likely trouble." Dr. Bentley began to
write on the label of a second bottle. "And here's a little vial, in
case any of you get a real fever. Be careful to follow the directions
closely."

Then Dr. Bentley took out his prescription book and wrote on two leaves.

"Here's a prescription for a liniment, and something else," he added,
tearing out the two pages and passing them to Dick. "You'll notice that
I've written on these that the druggist is to give you the goods with
all discounts off. That'll make the stuff come cheap, for I don't
suppose you're overburdened with wealth on this trip."

"And now, doctor, how much for the stuff you've