"No, that is not good judgment."
"Why not?"
"In the first place some one must remain here to watch our outfit. We
don't want to lose anything more than we have."
The boys nodded.
"Secondly, the Professor might possibly find his way back here, and
the chances are he would lose himself again trying to find us."
"That's so," chorused the boys.
"And thirdly, as the Professor says, I can get along a lot faster
alone than if you are all with me."
"Fellows, I understand why our friend Tad Butler wears a hat a size
and a half larger than any of us--his head's bigger. Yes, you're
right, Tad."
"Yes, yes," shouted Walter and Stacy, "that's the reason."
"And don't I get all I want to eat until he-he--until Tad gets back?"
"That depends upon how much you want. Judging from past experience, I
should say you wouldn't," replied Ned.
"But what will happen to us if you get lost, Tad?"
"Yes, yes, that's what I want to know?" questioned Ned.
"I'll see that I don't."
"How?"
"This time I am going to blaze every tree I pass, with my hunting
knife. It will enable me to get back if I fail to find the way, and
it also will serve to guide the men here, if I find any to return with
me."
"I take off my hat to you," exclaimed Ned.
"How many eggs have we left, Ned?"
"A dozen hard boiled ones, I think.
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