teen cents I vos a better actor mans as you been," continued Hans, warming up.
"I don't doubt it, Hansy. Some day we'll put you on the stage."
"Of I got on der stage, I make me a hundred dollars a veek, I pet you my head!"
"Maybe you'd make two hundred, Hans," suggested Songbird.
"You all peen jealous of vot I can do. But some day I vos show you, you see!" cried the German youth, and rode on ahead, somewhat out of sorts.
They had resolved to camp out that night in true hunter fashion, and approaching a spot that looked inviting, they came to a halt. The place was some distance from the road and ideal in many respects, being on high ground and with a spring of pure water flowing into a tiny brook but fifty feet away.
As they had no tent, they proceeded to make a shelter of boughs, and covered the flooring with the same material. In the meantime, a campfire was lit, and two of the number set about preparing the supper which had been brought along.
"This is all very well, when one has his stuff with him," observed Fred. "But if we had to go out and shoot game or catch fish, it would be a different story."
