"Well, of all things!" burst out Phil, while several of the girls screamed in fright.
"Who did this?" demanded the senator's son.
"It is easy to see who did it," answered Dave. "See the sign? " And he pointed to a big white card, tacked to a post propped up among the logs and tree limbs. On the card was painted, in red, the following:
THIS ROAD CLOSED
By Order of Aaron Poole
Pres. Eureka Paper Co.
"This is some of Nat's work!" burst out Phil. "That is why he was in such a hurry to get ahead of us."
"I believe you," answered Dave. "I was afraid he was up to some trick, but I didn't want to say anything about it until I was sure."
"But if Nat is guilty, how did he know we were coming here?" asked Roger.
"I guess I can explain that," said Ben. "I was talking to my cousin about it, down at the drug store. Just as we were coming out, after having some soda, I saw Nat behind one of the partitions. He must have heard all we said, and I suppose it made him mad to think we were going to have a good time, and that he wouldn't be in it."
"Exactly," returned Dave. "Just as he was
