But I just bet Jerry is as
happy as a clam. He sets his teeth, and holds on as if he had a whale,
and perhaps it is a big un! I must get him again in that position. Why,
although he don't know it, he's just giving me the best thing of the
day!"
Will rapidly adjusted his camera, and looked down to see that he had the
proper focus before snapping the shutter. The light was good up there,
and he believed he must have the greatest success with such a picture as
that. Besides, it had the genuine article of life in it, which he always
sought in taking his views.
Then he pressed his finger, in the belief that he was about to snatch a
snapshot bound to give the four chums the keenest satisfaction in days
to come.
"Oh!"
The startled exclamation broke involuntarily from the lips of Will even
at the very second he took his picture, and he let his beloved camera
fall to the ground, at the risk of doing it some material damage.
It was not this seeming mishap that had brought the startled cry from
his lips, but the crash of sundering wood, and the sudden disappearance
of the lone fisherman below the rim of the river bank; for the log had
finally betrayed Jerry, and dropped him into that swirling, maddening
current above the high falls!
CHAPTER XIII
AN INVADER IN CAMP
Will dashed madly toward the river bank.
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