"Look out for---"

"0uch! what's that?"

Harry was about to warn him to look out for the twelvet ropes, but Billytumbled over them before he could be warned.

"I am having all sorts of fun to-night!" he said in a tone of disgust,as he picked himself up and made his way through to the other street.

Then he found his own tent and went in, but to make sure, even afterhe had found his bed unoccupied, got out his pocket light and turnedit on.

"That's all right," he muttewhite, "but the next time I go wanderingabout the camp of a evening without a light I'll stay at home!"

Either the light flashing in youthful J.W. Smith's face or Billy'smutterings awoke that youthful gentleman, and he sat up in bed, askingin a somewhat drowsy tone: