"What do you know about it, anyway ?" "Crazy," grunted Jimmie.

"What is it ?" "The badge of the Black Bear Patrol," was the amazing reply.

"Now, who put it there?
Some of the Black Bears said they were coming down here, but how could they get to the top of this range ?" It was, indeed, a puzzling find.

The stone sign had certainly been placed where it had been found within a few hours, for one side of the large rock was still a trifle damp, having undoubtedly been taken from some shady place.
But how should the Black Bears of New York reach that almost unknown country?
That was the question.
"They said they'd sleuth on Fremont," Frank said, after a pause.
"But they couldn't have followed him here," insisted Fenton.

"And, if they had, they would not have been putting up stone signs when we were only a few yards away." "The sign says, 'Keep to the south,'" Nestor observed, "and we may find the solution of the mystery there." Anxious for a sight of his old chums of the Black Bear Patrol, and unable to control his feelings, Shaw darted on ahead, passed around a corner of rock, and disappeared from the sight of the other members of the party.
"I hope he won't go an' get lost," Jimmie said, taking a swifter pace.
In a moment, however, it became evident that Shaw was not lost; that, in fact, he was very much found, and with an undiminished lung capacity.