Then the boys discovered that the trees were much alike, and there
were absolutely no paths to follow.

"Well, there's where the sun went down, so we must turn our back to
that," advised Hal, as they tramped about, without making any progress
toward finding the way home.

What at first seemed to be fun, soon turned out to be a serious
matter; for the boys really could not find their way home. Each, in
turn, thought he had the right way, but soon found he was mistaken.

"Well, I'll give up!" said Hal. "To think we could be lost like three
babies!"

"Only worse," added Harry, "for little fellows would cry and someone
might help them."

"Oh! oh! oh! oh! we're lost! We're the babes in the woods!" shouted
Bert at the top of his voice, joking, yet a little in earnest.

"Let's build a fire," suggested Harry. "That's the way the Indians
used to do. When our comrades see the smoke of the fire they will
come and rescue us."

The other boys agreed to follow the chief's direction. So they set to
work. It took some time to get wood together, and to start the fire,
but when it was finally lighted, they sat around it and wasted a lot
of time. It would have been better had they tried to get out of the
woods, for as they waited, it grew darker.