Tom Fairfield in Camp; or, The Secret of the Old Mill

m, soon after having heard the details about the old mill and

great! Think of it; a mystery to solve, and a wild hermit sort of

e's t

he yarn," and Tom told it as he had heard it. "

er," declared Dic

s with your folks so

ure

r spin in the Tag. I want to get out on the water, wh

e chugging away, and talking of everything, from the best way to kill

e Woonset is away up in the northern part of New York st

ick. "When are your o

m here as so

they won't want m

of this camping party, and I'll take whom I please. But they'l

think you'l

do, but we'll need another small one to cook in, and a connecting piece of canvas for an awning so we can go from the

you take

t of that. I believe I will. I wonder

why not," d

t from dad,"

" suggested Dick. "We might as

e was getting information from his father ab

irfield, "but you'll have to hire some sort of a truck to

d Tom. "Now I'm going to mail

ck began to make out lists of what they neede

that they would come on at once. They were delighted with the prospect of going camping in

ck, one afternoon, about a week later, "we had

ller," added Tom. "It's going to be qui

ving been gotten in readiness to ship. At work on the crate for the

voice called. "What in

two school chums, Jack an

I didn't expect you until to-morrow? How'd you find

an we expected," said Jack, as h

r house as soon as we

he place without getting lost more than ten times," broke in

k! We're going to camp near a mysterious old mill, and there's a wild man r

!" cri

d Bert. "How did you happen to stum

mers expressed their satisf

right away!"

"If you fellows will get off your store

left our grips at your house. We'll

om. "Mother's got your

first shot," said Jack. "Great

ike her," l

was hammering, pounding, splitting and sawing-that is, when there was a cessatio

of how the work ought to be done, and t

hing done if we keep this

k less and work mo

his village chum was going to camp with them. Dick was introduced to

as no small task to crate the motorboat and

is, where we're going camping?" asked Jack,

om. "It's an Indian name. D

it. Lake Woonset, near Wilden,

t just occurred to me

What's up? What's the ma

Crystal Lake?" asked Jack,

Lake is a small one. Why, what has

urious news for you. Who do you thin

Sam Heller and that sneaking

red Bert. "It's our old