Roger, bitterly. "I suppose they'll destroy all the landmarks—that is, if the landslide left any of them standing—and then what will I be able to do?"
"I think we had better go back and tell the others of this," said Dave. "After this, it may pay us to keep an eye on that other crowd."
"That's so," returned the senator's son.
With care the three chums retraced their steps, and half an hour later found them with Tom Dillon and Abe Blower. The two old miners listened with close attention to the tale of their encounter with the other party.
"You are right; we must watch 'em," said Tom Dillon. "They are a bad lot and will do what they can to make trouble for us, and keep us from locating the lost mine."
"I wonder where they are camping?" said Phil.
"It can't be very far from here," replied Dave. "We can look for their campfire to-night, if you wish."
"If they don't hide it," remarked Abe Blower. "And by that same token, wouldn't it be a good idee to hide our own fire?" he continued, turning to Tom Dillon.
"Sure!" was the prompt answer.
That night the three boys climbed several tall rocks in the vicinity of their camp and looked
