apt
to leak like a sieve until we fix it."

"Go a little slow," Will warned them, "for I've known of wild cats or
other wild beasts taking up their quarters in an abandoned cabin."
This remark caused Bluff and Jerry to laugh, for they could themselves
look back to a ludicrous experience of the kind.

It turned out that the cabin had no ferocious occupant and upon
investigation they found that the roof was not very bad after all.

"In one corner only it looks as if the rain had come in," said Frank
finally; "or water when the snow melted, which tries a roof more than
anything else. Why, given half a day and we shall have a weather-proof
top all over. Take note of that big yawning fireplace, will you? I can
see what jolly times we'll have sitting around there on cool nights;
and up here we're apt to have many such."

"We can make bunks against this wall where you can see the remains of
two right now," Bluff intimated.

"Until then we'll spread our blankets on the floor and rough it, which
suits me all right," Jerry announced.

Will had lowered his burdens to the floor. He seemed anxious to get
settled after some fashion. First of all he opened the new bag. The
other boys were still looking curiously around, finding a number of
interesting features connected with the lone cabin on the point, when
they heard Will give a cry of utter astonishment. Turning quickly they
saw him staring down into the bag he had opened, with a look of
consternation on his face.

CHAPTER IV

AS BUSY AS BEAVERS

"What under the sun ails Will?" demanded Bluff.

"It's his bag, don't you understand?" added Jerry. "Something's
happened to upset him terribly. He looks as if he'd seen a ghost. Ten
chances to one now he forgot to put the films in."

"What is it, Will?" called out Frank, who, being busy just then, had
only turned his head when the cry bubbled from the other's lips.

"Oh! Frank, they're gone!" gasped Will.

"What's that? Do you mean your films?" demanded the other.

"Yes, oh yes, gone, worse luck! I don't understand it at all. Seems as
though I must be dreaming, Frank!" and Will began to rub his eyes
vigorously, as though by that means he hoped to get his proper sight
back; after which he stared again at the open bag on the floor.

"You're dead sure you put them in the bag, are you, Will?" questioned
the skeptical Jerry.

"Of course I am!" he was indignantly told. "But I can't understand
where these silly thing