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"We might as well stop here, instead of camping out," said Fletcher.

"I’m agreeable," said Obed, "if the tax isn’t too high."

"Oh, Linton is moderate in his charges," said Fletcher. "I’ve known him a
good while. He’s a good fellow."

This was not a very valuable recommendation in the opinion of Obed and
the two boys, but they had no objection to becoming guests of the

establishment.

It was a rude building, and the accommodations were very limited. In fact,

there were but two sleeping rooms. One of these Fletcher occupied, and the
other was given up to the other members of the party, there being two beds.

"I’d rather bunk in with you, if you don’t mind," said Stackpole to Harry. "I
don’t feel easy in the same room with Fletcher."

"We shall be very glad of your company, Mr. Stackpole."

"If I snore, just come and turn me over. I don’t want to disturb nobody."

"I think Jack and I will be too sound asleep to be disturbed by your
snoring," said Harry with a laugh. "However, if there is any occasion, I will

follow your directions."

The landlord was a broad-shouldered man of moderate stature, who had

lost the sight of one eye. The other, being covered with a green shade, gave
him an ill look. His manner, however, was hearty, and showed a bluff,

off-hand cordiality, as he welcomed the party to the hospitalities of the
Travellers’ Rest. He was familiarly called "Larry," by Fletcher, who greeted
him like an old comrade.

The supper consisted in part of their own supplies, with some small

additions from the larder of the inn. It was, at any rate, an improvement
upon their camp fare, and the boys enjoyed it.