other tent that could be put up—one of several taken along to be used in the picture films—and with their own bedding our friends were made fairly comfortable.
"Say, but it seems good to eat once more!" remarked Joe, at supper that night. "Nothing but crackers and water—whew!"
"And 'possum!" added Blake, and he told of shooting that animal.
A fairly complete camping outfit had been brought along and saved by the picture players, and this did good service now. Of course the food was all of the canned variety, but even that was welcome in the emergency.
The day after the two parties were united proved bright and sunny, and Joe and Blake took a number of pictures of the players and the flood.
"But the river is still rising," reported Mr. Ringold, with a worried look, as he came back from a trip to the shore of the island. "If it covers this place"
"Where will we be?" asked Mr. Piper.
No one answered him.
And that the water might rise even high enough to completely cover the island seemed very possible, for, in spite of the brightness of the morning, it rained hard in the afternoon.
