low, and there
learned that, among other things, some solid silver tableware which
Mrs. Basswood had brought along had vanished.

"I was foolish to bring such expensive silver," declared the lady of the
house. "But I thought we could use it if we happened to have visitors. I
never dreamed of being robbed up here."

At the Basswood bungalow an entrance to the kitchen and pantry had been
effected through the woodshed, the door of which had been broken open.
From this shed a trail led up to the jagged rocks previously mentioned.

"The same rascal or the same crowd that did one job did both," declared
Dave.

"I don't know what we are going to do for breakfast," declared Mrs.
Wadsworth, rather helplessly. "We have next to nothing to cook, and
nothing to cook it in."

"We are in the same fix," answered Mrs. Basswood. "It certainly is a
terrible state of affairs. I wish my husband was here to tell us what to
do."

"Oh, don't worry about something to eat!" cried Dave. "We can go down to
Carpen Falls and get whatever we want, and also get some extra kitchen
utensils, and don't forget the deer-meat. What worries me is the loss of
Laura's rings and Mrs. Basswood's silverware."

"We might go up into the woods and look around," suggested Ben,
"although it's mighty wet up there from the rain."

The matter was talked over for a while longer, and in the meantime the
ladies and the girls, aided by the hired help, made an inventory of what
was left in the way of eatables.

"We can give all of you some coffee and some fancy crackers," said Mrs.
Wadsworth.

"And we have found two cans of baked beans," added Mrs. Basswood.
"They'll go some distance toward filling up the boys," and she smiled
faintly.

"I'll tell you what we might do!" cried Roger. "Supposing four of us
fellows jump into the four-oared boat and row up to the Appleby camp? I
am sure they have plenty of provisions, and they'll lend us some until
we can get in a new lot from Carpen Falls. And maybe they'll lend us a
few cooking utensils, too."

"That's the thing to do!" returned Ben. "Come on, let's go up there at
once;" and so it was settled.

Dave and Luke accompanied Ben and Roger on the trip; and as the four
youths had often rowed together on the Leming River at Oak Hall, they
soon covered the distance to the camp of the moving-picture people. They
saw the crowd getting ready to depart for the enacting of the final
drama in that locality.

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