e morning. They looked for
footprints, but were not successful in finding any they could follow
for a distance.

"Gee, I'm getting tired!" said Randy, with a yawn. "Please remember I
did not get much sleep last night."

"Yes, and I'm getting hungry," added his twin. "I think we'd better go
back to camp."

The others thought so, too, and a few minutes later all set off. As
before, the young captain took the lead, and he and Randy lost no time
in visiting the tent occupied by Captain Dale.

"Well, this certainly is a find," declared the old West Pointer,
looking the steel bar over critically. "I agree that it belongs to
some sort of machine, although what, I haven't the least idea. If any
of the authorities come here I'll let them look it over."

Several days, including Sunday, passed without anything new
developing. Several of the local authorities had appeared, and also a
Secret Service man from Camp Huxwell. All listened closely to what
Captain Dale and the Rovers had to tell, and examined the steel bar
critically. Then they went off, and that, for the time being, was all
those at Camp Barlight heard of them.

"Hurrah! the girls are coming soon, and then maybe we'll get a chance
to run over to Camp Huxwell," cried Fred, one day after the mail had
been brought in.

"They say they will be over late in the week," said Jack. He looked at
his cousins. "We'll have to lay plans to treat them royally."

The young cadets had continued their drills and also their bayonet and
other exercises. Now it was announced that target practice would start
the following morning and continue until all of the cadets had proved
what they could do in hitting the mark.

"Well, Fred, here is your chance to show what you can do!" cried Andy,
after this announcement had been made. "You were the high man in our
family last term." He remembered that out of a possible score of 25
Fred had netted 19, while Jack had received 18, Randy 12, and himself
but 10.

"Please don't forget that I've got Lewis Barrow to shoot against,"
answered Fred. Lewis Barrow had been the high man on the previous
occasion, with a score of 20.

There were three targets to be shot at--one at short range, one at
medium, and one at long range. It would be possible to score 20
points at each target, making a total of 60 points for each cadet.

In the past Gabe Werner had been a fairly good shot. He was in the
habit of patronizing a shooting gallery in Haven Point, a