"
"I'm surprised that you, with all your experience, shouldn't know that,"
said Frank, pretending to frown.
"You mistook my meaning, that's all. What I intended to say was that
_my_ pictures would never lie," affirmed Will sturdily.
"Hear! hear! Somebody rub him on the back, please! But joking aside,
Will, I'm ready to back you up on that score. The only fault I find with
you is your ambition to take a fellow in every pickle he happens to drop
into," and Jerry made a wry face as he remembered a number of scenes in
which he had figured, that were wont to excite his chums to uproarious
laughter at such times as they looked at the faithful reproductions in
their album at the clubhouse.
In this pleasant way the day passed, and evening found them eager to
complete their preparations for the morrow. Mr. Mabie answered every
question fired at him by the anxious young sportsmen, especially Bluff,
who wanted to know everything connected with the game they expected to
hunt.
"He's trying to forget his great disappointment," said Frank as he and
Jerry watched the other plying Mr.
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