"We've got the air rifle." "Fishing," added Tom.

"We brought tackle on purpose.

We must be able to find some pond hereabouts." "But say!" Dick suddenly interjected.

"Do you fellows realize that we haven't been in the old shack since Mr.Fits left it?
Queer as it may seem to some of you, I believe that Fitsey had a hiding place even in that little room.

Let's go in there and see what we can root out in the way of mystery explained." All six of the boys trooped around to the smaller structure at the rear of their camp.