THE gang got up early one Sunday morning to go on a secret hunting trip; they wanted to bring back a bacon or a bear for breakfast. Everyone felt fooLischer about this than a timber cruiser without tin pants. Bergemeyer said, "Let us Rise up at three o'clock, Stiehl some ham and eggs before the K. P. gets out of bed." But no grub was to be found. Bebensee knew they had been Hunting on on the evening before so he asked, "Pills, bury it." Engelking said "He Kindig for it under the Cook tent. " So he found it. The crowd was getting impatient to be off and Miller yelled, "Great Scott! What are we Mullen around here for? Let's get on the trail of that bear by daylight." He told Jamison to Hurd all the boys Straight up the canyon through the saddle. There these Dennisons of the Wood met an old miner with saddle horse and pack mule. He said he was Proctor on a dude ranch. The boys asked him about his mine. He said it was a regular Goldberg; its name was Mae West. Scholtes said, "Don't you see your horse is lame? You cannot go down the canyon-you'll break your neck." Then the miner got Reilly mad and yelled: "The Maris 0. K. and the Mulacs nothing and you can go to Helscher,'' Stoeckeler mumbled that this was all Babel and hot Ayres but they let him go. Before Long Higby let out an awful groan and Dykstra asked, "What's Myers?" "Goodner me," he sighed, "I am so hungry I could eat two polescats." Cox cheerfully replied, "Never mind." We Wilson be at the Artisian well where we shall have breakfast." They stopped at the spring and ate.