“Maybe you won’t get them, Ham,” said Snap.

“Why not, I’d like to know?”

“We got three of them this afternoon.”

“Three deer!” came from nearly all of the rival hunters.

“Yes.”

“Oh, that’s a fairy-tale,” came from Ham Spink.  “You can’t make me believe it.”

“It is true,” said Whopper.  “Jed Sanborn was along.  He took two of the deer to town, and we have the other at our camp.”

“Humph!  Think you are some pumpkins, I suppose,” sneered Ham Spink.  “Well, let me tell you one thing:  Don’t you dare to interfere with our hunting after this.”

“We have as much right to hunt here as you have.”

“We saw those deer first and it was our right to shoot them.”

“Then why didn’t you shoot?”

“Next time we will,” said one of the other boys.

“How long are you going to stay here?”

“As long as we please.”

A few more words passed, and then Snap and Whopper turned their boat around and started back for their own camp.

Hardly had they done this when something whizzed through the air and landed in the bottom of the boat with a squashing sound.  It was a tomato that was overripe, and the center splashed over both boys.

“Who threw that?” cried Snap, in anger.

There was no answer.

“Whoever threw that is too cowardly to own to it!” went on the leader of the Fairview Gun Club.

“Do you mean to say we are a set of cowards?” blustered Ham Spink.

“Yes, you are, to do such a mean thing as that in the dark.”

Just then another overripe tomato came whizzing over the rowboat.  Had not Whopper ducked his head he must have been struck.

“Wait, I’ll give them a dose of shot!” cried Whopper, reaching down into the boat as if to take a gun.  As a matter of fact, the boys had brought no weapons with them.

“Hi! hi!  Don’t you dare to shoot!” roared Ham Spink, in terror.

“Don’t shoot!  Don’t shoot!” came from some of the dude’s friends.

“Are you going to throw any more things at us?” demanded Whopper.

“No, no!”

Some of the boys on shore were so scared that they ran for the nearest trees and got out of sight.

“We ought to give them a shot or two,” said Snap, seeing the joke of the situation.  “Maybe it will put some common sense into them.”

“Don’t!” came once more from three of the boys on shore, and they drew further out of sight than ever.

“You are a set of cowards,” said Snap.  “Now, don’t you dare to make any more trouble for us.  If you do, you’ll surely get into hot water.”

“We’ll—–­er—–­let you alone if you’ll let us alone,” answered Ham Spink, in a voice that trembled.

“Very well, then, see that you remember that,” said Snap.

A moment later he and Whopper rowed away and soon the darkness hid them from the view of the Spink party.  Then the boys on shore drew a sigh of relief.