side
street directly behind the railroad station. Leaving their handbaggage
at the station in a pile with numerous other bags, and their guns with
the station-master, they made their way to this resort. Ordinarily at
this time of night the restaurant was doing very little business, but on
account of the accident many people had dropped in, so the tables
presented a lively appearance.

"We'll have some difficulty in finding seats, I guess," remarked Jack,
looking around.

"There are a couple of small tables over in the alcove," came from
Spouter. "We might shove them together, and I guess they'll hold us
all."

This was done, and after a wait of several minutes a girl came to take
their orders.

"What have you got ready?" questioned Gif. "There is no use of our
waiting to have anything cooked to order," he continued to his chums.

The girl named over a variety of things, including hot pork and beans,
roast beef with potatoes and turnips, and also several kinds of
sandwiches and pies, and also tea and coffee.

"Those things will do first rate, I guess," cried Fred. "Me for a dish
of pork and beans and a good hot cup of coffee!"

It did not take the cadets long to give their orders, and the girl
bustled off to serve them. While the lads were waiting for the things to
be brought, Andy happened to glance across the restaurant at the other
patrons and suddenly gave a low whistle of surprise.

"Look who's here, will you!" he exclaimed.

All looked in the direction pointed out, and there, at a side table, saw
Bill Glutts, Gabe Werner and Henry Stowell.

"My gracious! what do you know about that?" ejaculated Randy. "Glutts,
Werner and Codfish!"

"What can those fellows be doing in Timminsport?" demanded Spouter.

"Say! I think I know the answer to that question," returned Jack
quickly. He looked at his cousin Fred. "Don't you remember what Bill and
Gabe said in the moving picture theater about going up to some camp to
hunt? I wager that camp is located somewhere in this vicinity."

"That must be it!" answered Fred.

"However did they get poor Codfish to come along with them?" queried
Andy. "They'll plague the life out of that little sneak."

"They'll make a regular servant of him, that's what they'll do!"
answered his twin.

"If they came up here to hunt, I hope they are not going to settle down
anywhere near Cedar Lodge," remarked Gif. "I'd hate to have those
fellows saddled on me while I was trying to have