"Snake! Call that a snake!" cried Russ, as he picked up a rather large and squirming angleworm.
"Oh, put it down—the horrid thing!" begged Miss Dixon, who had joined her friend on the stump.
"Poor little thing!" laughed Russ, as he tossed the worm into a clump of leaves. "Go home and tell your folks you scared two brave young ladies!"
"Smarty!" exclaimed Miss Pennington, with a vindictive look at the moving picture operator, who had left his camera when the scene was broken up.
Once again matters were arranged and the taking of the film went on as before. But that was a day destined to be fraught with adventures of more or less moment.
In one scene Mr. Sneed had to pose as a wood chopper, and, to make it more realistic he was to fell a small tree. This action on his part had cost him no little time and trouble, for he was not proficient in the use of the axe. For several days the actor had had Sandy "coaching" him until he could do fairly well.
"We'll try that tree-cutting scene now,'" said Mr. Pertell, after a bit. "Get ready for that, Russ. And, whatever you do, Mr. Sneed, don't
