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 "And my camera?" said Frank.

"One camera only!" laughed Mr. Rogers. "You can settle whose that'll be between you. Most of our food we'll get as we go along. But it would be just as well if we got a few things before we start, such as salt and a few soup sticks and some dehydrated vegetables, such as spinach, and maybe some army emergency rations."

"Brr," said Peanut. "Art and I tried them once. Taste like—well, I'm too polite to tell you."

"Nevertheless, you can put a small can in your pocket and go off for a day without toting a whole kitchen along," Mr. Rogers answered, "and that's a help when you are climbing."

"All right," said Peanut, "but I'd rather chew raisins."

"He'll eat it just the same, when he gets hungry," put in Art. "Now, about kits. Can't we divide up? We oughtn't to need much stuff for only six."

"I've got two kettles, that nest, one inside the other," said Peanut, "and a small frying-pan."

"I've got a good sized fry pan," said Frank.

"And I've got a wire broiler, that shuts up and fits into my pocket," said Mr. Rogers.

"And I've got a collapsible camp lantern, that you can see to shut it up by," said Lou.

"Then we'll do with just those things," Art said. "Of course, everybody'll bring his own cup and