don't get it."

"Anybody want coffee?" asked Shep. "If so we'll have to start up
a fire."

"Don't bother to-day. Water is good enough," said Giant, and
so they rested in the shade of the trees and ate their sandwiches
and a pie Mrs. Caslette had baked for them, washing the food down
with water from a handy spring.

"I am going to take my first picture," said Snap, and made the
others get in a group, each with a piece of pie in his hand. He
took a snapshots and then marked the picture in a book he had
brought along for that purpose.

"What do you call it?" asked Whopper.

"Pie-ous Time," answered Snap, and then dodged a tin cup the other
flung at him.

"We must try to reach Lake Cameron before night," said Shep, when
they were once more on the way. "I shouldn't care to camp out along
the river."

"Oh, you might find a worse spot," answered Snap. "However, we'll
get to the lake if we can."

As my old readers know, Lake Cameron was connected with the river
by a narrow creek, the banks of which were overhung with bushes.
Since the boys had come home from their last outing the rains