No time was lost in getting away from their own camp, and it did not
take them long to get to the opposite shore of the lake. Here they
took the second rowboat and hid it under some overhanging bushes.
"We'll make it look as if it drifted here," said Ham Spink, and
this was done, a broken line dragging in the water over the bow.
Arriving at the other camp, the dudish boys proceeded to make
themselves at home. Feeling certain Snap's crowd would not return
for some time, they rekindled the fire and cut themselves some
meat and took whatever of the stores they wanted. Inside of an
hour a good dinner was ready and they sat down to this with gusto.
"Nothing like living on the fat of the land," observed Ham Spink.
"Must say, their coffee is all right."
"That's because you made it good and strong," said another of the
boys.
"Here's a fine can of condensed milk," said another, helping himself
liberally.
"I found some fine sardines," put in still another. "And here is a
tin of fancy crackers."
"And some good cheese. Say, boys, they must be living pretty well,
eh?"
So the talk ran on, while the Ham Spink crowd ate whatever they
desired.
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