DICK GRAPPLES IN THE DARK At last the meal was finished, this time without the help of the prowler.

Dave and Dan washed the dishes, while Tom and Harry carried water enough to fill the hogshead that had been brought along as part of their camp equipment.
At the same time, Dick and Greg unstrapped and set up the six light-weight folding canvas cots, standing them in a row in the tent.

Next they arranged the bedding that had been loaned by mothers at home, and made up the six beds.

Enough fuel to start a fire in the morning was also brought in.
"And now, what did we come out here in the woods for ?" inquired Dick smilingly.
"To get our fill of sleep," yawned Tom.
"To eat," suggested Hazelton hopefully.
"To fish," added Dave Darrin promptly.
"Just to lie down and take things easy," declared Danny Grin.
"As for me," piped up Greg Holmes, "I'm not going to bother my head, to-night, as to why we came here.

I'm going to get a ten hour nap, and in the morning I'll try to solve the riddle for you, Dick, of why we came here." A tired lot of boys, not really ready, as yet, to admit that they were used up, lay down on their cots without undressing.