Teddy and his chums set up their little night camp in a field near a small patch of woods and beside a small stream. The woods were just the beginning of the state park, Oak Forest and were not very dense. Farther on in the state park the trees were much thicker and larger.  
“This is a good place,” Teddy remarked as he threw his blanket roll on the ground. “We can stay here tonight and start after the deer first thing in the morning.”
 
“That is if he waits for us and doesn’t go on into Oak Forest during the night,” said Joe.
 
“It would be just like him to do that,” said Dick.
 
“No, I think not,” Teddy said. “We’ve188 kept after that deer pretty steady. He must be tired and will be glad to rest and sleep during the night.”
 
“Well,” remarked Dick with a sigh, “if that deer is as tired as I am he won’t get up until noon tomorrow.”
 
“And if he’s as hungry as I am,” chuckled Joe, “he will spend most of the night eating.”
 
“Well, fellows,” Teddy said, “we’ll soon be resting and eating. But we can’t loaf until noon tomorrow. We’ve got to get up early and chase after that deer. That is, if we want to catch him and find out why he’s roaming around here, where deer don’t belong.
 
“Of course if you fellows want to give up,” said Teddy after a pause, “I can’t make you stick at it. But—”
 
“There are no ‘buts’ about it,” Joe interrupted quickly. “Of course we’ll stick with you. What about it, Dick?”
 
“Oh, sure. Only I was wondering what189 Teddy expects to find out after we catch the deer—if we do. Think he’ll talk after we capture him, Teddy?”
 
“No,” Teddy laughed. “But he may have some mark on him that will help us trace where he came from and what he’s doing around here. Anyhow let’s catch him first and find out about him later.”
 
“What we should do first is eat,” said Dick firmly.
 
“Second the motion!” laughed Joe.
 
“Motion carried!” announced Teddy.
 
Mrs. Benson had put up rather a complete camping outfit for the boys. At least, it would serve for one night. There were blankets and some light cellophane coverings which could be used in case of rain. These cellophane coverings folded up into small, light packages. This left more room for food and a small cooking outfit.
 
“If you fellows will get the water and wood, I’ll start to cook supper,” offered Teddy.
 
190 “Fair enough!” cried Dick as he began to gather some dried driftwood from the banks of the stream.
 
“Where’s the water pail?” asked Joe. “I saw a small spring back by that pile of rocks. I don’t fancy drinking water from this stream. It might not be clean.”
 
In a short time Teddy had put up a small iron frame to hold a coffee pot and frying pan. The frame set over a bed of glowing coals from the burning driftwood, and in a short time the little camp smelled of frying bacon and eggs and boiling coffee.
 
“Boy, am I hungry!” Dick announced, sniffing the air.
 
“Teddy’s the best cook we ever had!” laughed Joe.
 
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