CHAPTER VI.
THE LOG CABIN'S TELLTALE HEARTH "Have we got everything ?" demanded Tom Reade anxiously.
"I think so," nodded Dick.
"No one ever yet started off on any big jaunt without forgetting something, you know," Greg explained.
"Well, let every fellow take a look around and see if he can find anything that we ought to have, and haven't," suggested Dick.
Six pairs of eyes did some anxious searching.
It was nearly ten o'clock on the morning after Christmas.

Dick & Co.
stood in Miller's grocery store, having mounted guard over an extensive supply of groceries, meat and personal belongings.

What a stack of stuff there was! Dick and Dave had been delegated to do the buying.

Starting with a capital of thirty dollars, they had expended a little more than nineteen dollars with the butcher and grocer.

Joe Miller, the grocer's son, had gone to hitch up a pair of horses to a roomy truck wagon.