me wood and then
began to wash up.

"Hullo! you up already?" The call came from Snap, and soon all
of the others sprang up and came from the bush shelter.

"This is fine!" exclaimed Whopper. "My! but the lake looks grand
enough to take a bath in."

"Better try it," returned Shep, drily. "But first I'd advise
you to wash your face only."

Whopper ran to the shore and took a dip.

"Phew! Cold as Greenland's icy mountain!" he ejaculated. "Say,
if a fellow took a bath in that he'd stiffen into a mummy. No
swim for me this morning!" And after a good wash he fixed up,
and the others followed his example.

All wanted some more perch, and they went fishing for their breakfast
in true camping-out style. A mess was procured in less than half
an hour, and then they got one of the pans hot, while Snap made
coffee and brought out the last of the bread they had brought along.

"Our next bread or biscuits we'll have to make ourselves," observed
the youth.

It was so nice to take it easy that the young hunters did not
finish their breakfast and clean up again until the middle of
the forenoon. During that time they talked matters over once
more and decided to row around Lake Cameron and then make up their
minds at what point to locate.

Once more the outfit was packed on board of the rowboat and they
moved along the lake shore, slowly, taking in the advantages and
disadvantages of every spot as they went along. Some places seemed
too high and rocky and some too low and marshy, some too barren
and others too overgrown with trees and brushwood.

At last the circuit of the lake was finished and then by mutual
consent they turned back to a point where there was a sloping,
sandy shore. The trees grew close to the water's edge north and
south of this point, but there was a cleared spot, and back of
this a series of rocks, where they discovered a spring of clear,
cold water.

"I think this is the best camping spot of the lot," said Snap.
"Anyway, it suits me."

"Couldn't be better, and I am perfectly satisfied," returned Shep.

"Count me in on stopping here," came from Giant.

"Why, this is a perfect paradise," remarked Whopper. "A fairyland
of beauty and natural resources. I could live here a million
years and never weary of gazing at the lake and-----"

"Looking for something to eat," finished Shep. "No, I don't want a
million years of this. But I think a few weeks will do very nicely."

"Well, if we are