nds, of which Spouter and
Randy were particularly fond.

"When we get to Timminsport don't forget to add a good big bag of sugar
to our stores," said Randy. "Then, if we are snowed in sometime, we can
spend a few hours making some home-made candy."

"Yes, and we can try our hands at some cookies," added Fred. "I've
watched our cook make them quite a few times, and I think I could make
some myself if I tried real hard."

"Anyway, you might be able to turn out some sinkers," said Andy, with a
grin. "And if we couldn't eat 'em we could take 'em back to Colby Hall
and present 'em to some of the teachers for paperweights." And at this
there was a laugh.

With the bundles the boys returned to the hotel, paid their bill, and
with their suitcases in hand, returned once more to the depot. Here in
the smoky trainshed the cars were already waiting, and they climbed
aboard; and a few minutes later were on their way to Timminsport.

The coast in this vicinity is very irregular, so that the train did not
run close to the shore. They skirted a bay, and then branched off at a
small place called Leeways for the town for which they were bound. At
Leeways they met several heavy lumber trains, and also met a gang of men
bound for one of the lumber camps.

"We are certainly getting away from the big towns now," remarked Fred.

"I just saw a few hunters with their guns!" cried Randy. "That looks
interesting to me!"

There was no diner on the train, but around noon it stopped at a
way-station where there was a lunch counter, and here the young
travelers had ten minutes in which to satisfy their appetites.

"Maybe we'd better take a few sandwiches along," remarked Jack. "We may
not have another chance to eat until we get to the Lodge."

"Oh, there is a little restaurant at Timminsport," declared Gif. "It's
not a very nice place, but we'll be able to get as much as we want
there."

Soon the train was on its way again, having backed up at Leeways to drop
a passenger car and take on one of mixed freight. The character of the
passengers had largely changed, and most of them were now country folks,
lumberjacks, and city people bound for a season of hunting. The steam
heat had died out in the car which the boys occupied, and it was growing
colder and colder.

"The train doesn't go any farther than Timminsport," explained Gif, "and
I suppose the engineer is saving on steam."

"Say, Gif, I didn't think you were going to give us such a