As the meal progressed, they grew reckless and began to
throw things around, so that more than a quarter of the stores were
literally wasted.
After the meal was over the boys set to work to hide what remained
of the stores, in the brushwood back of the camp. They carried
everything out of the cabin, even to the blankets and extra clothing.
Some clothing was thrown high into a tree and some shoes were placed
under a flat rock.
It was not until four in the afternoon that Ham Spink and his cronies
began to think of getting back to their own camp. They were all in
rare good humor, thinking they had accomplished something wonderfully
smart.
"We must watch for the return of Snap Dodge and his chums," said Ham.
"To be sure," put in Dick Bush. "Won't their eyes open when they see
this! I just guess!"
"Finest trick I ever played in my life, don't you know," drawled one
of the dudish boys.
The fire was kicked out and they took themselves to their boat. A
strong wind was coming up, ruffling the surface of Firefly Lake.
"Wish we didn't have to row in the wind," said Ham Spink.
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