As for the other members of the picture company, they rejoiced to the
extent of tears, and even Mr. Sneed whistled cheerfully.

Mabel and Helen Madison were really in need of food and rest, for they
had fared worse than our friends, having been lost so long, and suffering
so from exposure. They were put to bed, and ordered to rest, the
assurance being given that early in the morning the start would be made
for their home in Sycamore.

And then such a talking time as there was! It was almost morning before
anyone thought of bed.

"And all the while we were only a comparatively short distance from
here," said Russ, when everything had been explained. But the dense woods
and the winding waterways were as effective a barrier as many miles would
have been.

"It's lucky Uncle Joshua came along," commented Alice, and there was no
dissent from this.

"I declare, we seem to be getting into more and more strenuous
adventures, the more moving picture business we do," said Ruth. "But I
think this is about the end."

"Indeed it isn't!" declared Mr. Pertell. "I don't want to crowd you too
much, but I have an idea for some new moving pictures, and I'd like to
keep this whole company together."

"Where this time?" Alice asked.