The colonels would enjoy this fine fresh food, and they were certainly enjoying the taking of it.
They ran out of chaff and fell into silence again, while they fished industriously.

Dick, who was farthest up the stream, noticed a small piece of wood floating in the center of the current.

It seemed to have been cut freshly.

"Loggers at work farther up," he said to himself.
"May be cutting wood for the army." He caught another fish and a fresh chip passed very near his line.
Then came a second, and a third touched the line itself.

Dick's curiosity was aroused.