l Colby that the students should be well
treated, so everybody got all he wanted.

"Gee! this is so different from a school I used to attend," remarked
Fatty Hendry, with a sigh of satisfaction. "At that place we only got
about half enough to eat, and many a time I had to go down to the
village and buy something extra to keep from starvation."

Having spent so many of their vacations at the old Rover homestead at
Valley Brook, the Rovers were much interested in the Appleby place,
and after the evening meal Jack and Fred took a stroll up to the cow
barns to inspect the herd. Oliver Appleby had a number of prize
cattle, of which he was very proud.

"They are certainly beautiful cows," remarked Fred, when they were
walking through the shed which housed the best of the herd. "They must
have cost a mint of money."

The two young officers were on the point of leaving the cow sheds
when, quite unexpectedly, they ran into Jed Kessler.

"Hello! I thought I'd see some of you fellers," cried the old dockman.
"Out for your annual encampment, I understand."

"Yes," answered Jack. "How are you these days? Have you got over the
effects of that explosion?"

"I'm about over it--although I haven't returned to work yet," answered
Kessler. "You see, those awful shocks, and being thrown into the lake
that way, kind of got on my nerves. My folks don't want me to go back
until I'm feelin' stronger."

"Have they resumed work at the shell-loading plant?" questioned Fred.

"They're startin' up to-day. One gang is clearin' up the wreckage,
while a number of the old hands are at work in the places that wasn't
damaged very much. And say! I've got something to tell you that I know
you'll be interested to hear," went on old Jed Kessler.

"What is that?" questioned Jack.

"I saw those two German-lookin' fellers again early this morning, when
I was on my way here to visit my brother who works on this farm."

"You did!" cried the two Rovers simultaneously.

"Where were they?" added Jack.

"They was down on the road that runs to Barlight Bay."

"Walking?" queried Fred.

"No, they was in an old wagon pulled by the sorriest lookin' nag I
ever set eyes on. They had the wagon piled high with packages."

"Were you sure they were the same men?"

"I think they was the same. Of course, I wouldn't like to swear to it
until I got a better look at 'em. They was just goin' past as I came
in from a side road, and as soon as they saw me they whip