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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Boy Scouts: Tenderfoot Squad + or, Camping at Raccoon Lodge + +Author: Alan Douglas + +Release Date: December 14, 2011 [EBook #38300] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK BOY SCOUTS: TENDERFOOT SQUAD *** + + + + +Produced by Stephen Hutcheson, Rod Crawford, Dave Morgan +and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at +https://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 387px;"> +<img src="images/cover.jpg" width="387" height="600" alt="Cover" title="" /> +</div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 395px;"> +<img src="images/hickory10frontis.png" width="395" height="500" alt="The tree had caught Jem Shock fairly in a trap" title="" /> +<span class="caption"><i>The tree had caught Jem Shock fairly in a trap</i></span> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h1>Tenderfoot Squad;<br /> +<i>or,</i><br /> +<i>Camping at Raccoon Lodge</i></h1> + +<div class='center'>BY<br /> +<span class='author'>CAPTAIN ALAN DOUGLAS</span><br /> +<span class='small'>SCOUT MASTER</span><br /><br /><br /></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/emblem.png" width="150" height="156" alt="Emblem" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class='center'><br /><br /><br /> +M. A. DONOHUE & COMPANY<br /> +<span class='small'>CHICAGO</span> :: <span class='small'>NEW YORK</span><br /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + + +<div class='copyright'> +Copyright, 1919, <span class="smcap">BY</span><br /> +NEW YORK BOOK COMPANY<br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Made in U. S. A.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CONTENTS</h2> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Contents"> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='2'><span class='small'>CHAPTER</span></td><td align='right'><span class='small'>PAGE</span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>I.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">Surveyor Rufus and His Friends</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_11">11</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>II.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">The Game Poacher, Jem Shock</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_22">22</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>III.</td><td align='left'> "<span class="smcap">Hit the Knot and Hit It Hard!</span>"</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_33">33</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>IV.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">Showing the Greenhorns</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_46">46</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>V.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">The Spiral of Blue Smoke</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_55">55</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>VI.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">A Little Woods Minstrel</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_66">66</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>VII.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">Making a Bargain with Conrad</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_75">75</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>VIII.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">A Peril that Lay in Wait</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_89">89</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>IX.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">The Strange Message Jem Left</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_102">102</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>X.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">A Cabin in the Clearing</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_111">111</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XI.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">When the Storm Broke</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_122">122</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XII.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">Scotch Blood</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_133">133</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XIII.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">A Call for Help</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_146">146</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XIV.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">Scouts to the Rescue</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_155">155</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XV.</td><td align='left'> <span class="smcap">Rufus Makes a Stand</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_166">166</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XVI.</td><td align='left'> "<span class="smcap">All's Well that Ends Well!</span>"</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_177">177</a></td></tr> +</table></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span></p> +<h2>TENDERFOOT SQUAD</h2> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER I</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>SURVEYOR RUFUS AND HIS FRIENDS</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">All</span> aboard for Raccoon Bluff. Those who +can't get aboard take the rail route! Hi! Elmer, +squeeze in!"</p> + +<p>"On deck, Lil Artha; but do you expect me to +climb on top of that mountain of camp duffle, and +other luggage you've got piled up, so that your +car looks like a tin peddler's outfit?"</p> + +<p>"Oh! we've reserved just one crack for you, +Elmer. That's right!" sang out the khaki-clad +boy at the wheel, "work your way in alongside +George Robbins, who's holding down the rear +seat with Lil Artha. I've got Alec McGregor +beside me here. And after all, worse luck, I had +to leave some things behind that I wanted to take +the worst kind."</p> + +<p>"What's this sticking out—a gun? You ought +to know that it's the off season for most kinds of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span> +game, Lil Artha," expostulated the latest passenger, +as, following directions, he painfully forced +his way into the heavily laden car.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I know, and I don't intend to do any great +stunts at hunting, Elmer. I only thought it might +be good policy to fetch my little reliable Marlin +along, because sometimes it's mighty pleasant to +know you've got some means of defense handy in +case of trouble."</p> + +<p>"Hear! hear!" ejaculated the boy answering to +the name of George Robbins, and who it may be +said in passing—for the reader would soon find it +out anyway—was a regular born "Doubting +Thomas," who nearly always had to be shown, +and seldom believed any statement unless it were +backed up with abundant proof. "Sometimes +there are other beasts abroad in the wild woods +besides the common four-footed kind. I believe +now we've all had our experiences with tramps +and yeggmen of the Weary Willie species. For +one, I'm glad you fetched your gun along, Lil +Artha."</p> + +<p>Meanwhile the driver had once more started +the car, and they were moving along the streets +of the home town. Several groups of boys, some +of whom also wore the well-known khaki of the +scouts, called out to them in greeting, and even +waved their hats with a salute. Envious eyes +followed the car as it sped along in a cloud of +dust; for it was pretty generally known that the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span> +lucky five were starting off on a week's camping +trip; and those fellows of the Hickory Ridge +group of Boy Scouts could anticipate a glorious +time ahead for the favored ones.</p> + +<p>While the big old seven-passenger touring car, +which the father of Rufus Snodgrass had loaned +them for the occasion, is speeding along, doing +very good time as long as the road is fair, a few +words connected with these lively lads may not +come in amiss.</p> + +<p>Elmer Chenowith was the leader of the well-known +Wolf Patrol, and those boys who have had +the good luck to own some of the previous stories +in this series do not need to be told that he was +a capable and resourceful lad, who through his +merits as a first-class scout had received from +Headquarters the privilege of acting as assistant +scout-master, a rôle only filled by the most efficient +in a troop.</p> + +<p>"Lil Artha" was really Arthur Stansbury. +When he was very young he had been given this +nickname, and even after he suddenly shot up +like a mushroom, so that he now measured a full +head taller than any of his mates, he could not +shake off the ridiculous appellation. People +always smiled when hearing it for the first time; +but then Lil Artha treated the matter as a huge +joke, and often joined in the laugh when the subject +came up.</p> + +<p>George Robbins was a pretty good sort of a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span> +chap, only he did worry his chums by his continual +fault finding, and that everlasting desire to +have everything proved before he could "swallow" +it. At one time he had been inclined to be +thin, and a rather poor hand at meal times; but +of late his folks seldom had to ring the dinner +bell twice for George; indeed, as a rule he was +keeping an ear to the ground listening for the +welcome sound.</p> + +<p>The other two boys were new members of +Hickory Ridge Troop, and had not as yet progressed +beyond the greenhorn stage. Indeed, it +was partly with the hope that various opportunities +for teaching the "tenderfoot squad"—as Lil +Artha persisted in calling the pair—all sorts of +useful knowledge that scouts must sooner or +later acquire, that had induced Elmer to give up +another partly formed plan and consent to +accompany the expedition into the woods.</p> + +<p>Rufus Snodgrass was a rather peculiar boy, +taken in all. Elmer believed he had never up to +that time come in contact with just such an odd +fellow. He had been somewhat spoiled by a +doting mamma, though Elmer believed he possessed +many good qualities about him, if only +some revolution could only bring them forward.</p> + +<p>In the first place Rufus lacked self-reliance to +a remarkable extent. He could not seem to feel +confidence in himself when some sudden or alarming +emergency arose. On this account he turned<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span> +out to be somewhat of a failure as a baseball +player, for when he saw a high ball driven to +his outfield his heart always sank "to his shoes," +as he told himself he never could get that fly +in the wide world; and lacking confidence he seldom +did hang on to it.</p> + +<p>Elmer had faith to believe he could cure Rufus +of this grievous fault if only he associated with +him in camp for a time. He would show him a +score of things such as go to make good scouts, +and teach him how to "hit the knot squarely in +the centre," when chopping wood, to begin with.</p> + +<p>Alec McGregor was a boy who had not been a +great while in America. His folks, needless to +say, hailed from Scotland, and freckle-faced and +red-headed Alec had a delightful little "burr" to +his tones when talking. Like so many of his +kind he was inclined to be a bit pugnacious, and +hot-tempered; still Elmer believed him to be both +warm-hearted, and as true as steel. After he had +been with the scouts a while, and picked up a few +lessons in the broad principles of the craft, the +patrol leader fancied that Alec would prove one +of the smartest members of the troop.</p> + +<p>He had a little sister named Jessie at home, a +pretty rosy-cheeked Scotch lassie, who was the +pride of his heart. The boy never tired of chanting +her praises, and often sang ballads, in which +"Sweet Jessie, the Flower of Dumblane," occupied +the leading part. And Alec had a robust tenor<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span> +voice in the bargain, which his mates always +liked to hear when seated about the camp fire.</p> + +<p>Now as to their reason for taking this thirty-mile +trip, laden down with tent, camp duffle, edibles +enough for a regiment, and all sorts of +traps in the bargain, so that the car did resemble +a moving van, just as Elmer had remarked when +it stopped at his gate for him to work his way +aboard.</p> + +<p>Mr. Snodgrass was a rich man who had latterly +taken up his residence in the town. He had come +into possession of a large tract of land, partly +heavily wooded, and lying up along Raccoon +Bluff, a place the boys had often heard of, but +none of them ever visited.</p> + +<p>Now, it seemed that Rufus had just one great +ambition, which was to become a civil engineer +when he grew up. His mother had supplied him +with all the necessary instruments for the calling +of a surveyor, and for several years now Rufus +had associated himself at odd times with some +people engaged in the business, doing very hard +work for a boy of his customary easy habits, +simply because his heart was enlisted in the +game.</p> + +<p>He now believed that he could carry out the +lines about a tract of ground as well as the next +one; and upon hearing his father say that he +distrusted the accuracy of a recent survey that +had been given him of the new territory purchased,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span> +Rufus became possessed of an idea which +he was now engaged in carrying out.</p> + +<p>His folks had readily given their consent that +he should get several of his scout chums to +accompany him up to Raccoon Ridge, and assist +him to re-survey the ground. Indeed, Mr. Snodgrass, +who was not blind to the failings of his +only son and heir, insisted that he coax Elmer +Chenowith to go along, as a necessary preliminary +to his loaning the big car and also paying +all the expense in the way of provisions.</p> + +<p>The real-estate man was a good reader of +human nature, and after hearing all the fine +things that were being said about the Chenowith +boy he took occasion to have a heart-to-heart talk +with Elmer, in which he told the patrol leader +how much he hoped association with a fellow like +him would be worth to Rufus, and actually +begged him to consent to be a member of the +little company.</p> + +<p>So that was the way things stood. Rufus, of +course, did not know about this secret understanding +between his father and Elmer; had he +done so he might have rebelled, for he was exceedingly +high-spirited. As it was he felt that +all these good fellows were only keeping him +company because of their love for outdoor life.</p> + +<p>It was that sly rascal, George, who had managed +to get possession of the ear of Rufus, and +gain his consent to make out the list of edibles<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span> +they would likely want while away. Which fact +accounted for the "young grocery store," as Lil +Artha termed it, that was taken along. But then, +no healthy boy has ever been known to be dismayed +at a superabundance of good things to +eat; and as Rufus's father did not object to the +size of the bill, none of them felt he really ought +to say a single word.</p> + +<p>They made no attempt to speed, for what did +thirty-odd miles amount to when in a car, with +an abundance of gasolene to take one through? +An hour saw them well on their way. Farmhouses +were now becoming "as scarce as hens' +teeth," to quote Lil Artha. As they had not +started until nearly ten in the morning, owing to +various causes, it was now getting well on toward +noon.</p> + +<p>"What say we pull up at the next farm-house +we strike, and get dinner, if the good woman of +the place will agree?" asked the driver of the +expedition, who had in the beginning laid down +the law that no one was going to spend one cent +except himself, for his father had insisted on this.</p> + +<p>"Suits me, all right," said George, with alacrity. +"You see, I had breakfast pretty early this +morning, and right now I'm feeling about as +empty as Si Hunker's hen-coop was that morning +after the gypsies camped near his place."</p> + +<p>Some ten minutes afterwards they found a +wayside farm-house, and the woman, for a consideration,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span> +agreed to cook dinner for the crowd. +Elmer on his part took occasion to pick up considerable +useful information concerning the +region which generally went under the name of +Raccoon Bluff, possibly because there chanced to +be an unusually large number of those "ring-tailed +varmints" so destructive to corn fields, and +poultry flocks, making their dens in hollow trees +around that vicinity.</p> + +<p>Among other things the farmer warned Elmer +to keep an eye out for Jem Shock. The oddity +of the name impressed the boy, and he asked what +there might be about the said Jem to give them +any cause for uneasiness.</p> + +<p>"Well, Jem has been a thorn in the flesh of +folks up in this neck of the woods for nigh ten +years now, I guess," was what the tiller of the +soil told him. "He c'n work when he wants to, +but he'd a heap rather loaf, with a gun over his +shoulder. He fishes and hunts out of season. +I've seen him spearing trout, and more'n once +heard how he was known to be taking meat home +in the close season, that couldn't have been sheep +or veal. Besides that, he's a quarrelsome man, +and a desperate character. I wouldn't trust him +out of my sight, for I believe he'd steal from a +camp as quick as anything. But I hope you +don't have any trouble with Jem."</p> + +<p>Elmer hoped so, too. At the same time he +found himself wondering whether, after all, some<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span> +of those country people might not be judging the +man harshly. Perhaps Jem Shock might not be +such a bad character, on better acquaintance. +And Elmer decided that if the opportunity should +come to him he would take occasion to know the +old poacher at close range, so as to study him +well.</p> + +<p>Once more they were on the move, and as this +farm-house would be the last they expected to +run across, all of them were keenly on the lookout +for signs of the ridge which would mark their +arrival at Raccoon Bluff.</p> + +<p>They had possibly gone six or seven miles since +eating that glorious farm dinner, when suddenly +as they were passing slowly through a piece of +woodland where the road was a bit soft and wet, +there rang out the nearby report of a rifle, +startling them all, and causing George Robbins +to involuntarily duck his head, as though his +first suspicion was that some one had fired at +them.</p> + +<p>Then came a crashing in the bushes, and +across the road sprang a buck, whose antlers +were just reaching their full growth after the +late rutting season.</p> + +<p>Never had the boys seen a prettier picture +than when that buck bounded lightly across the +road. Lil Artha mechanically reached out a hand +toward his gun, though, of course, he never +would have thought of using the same while the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span> +law protected the game. Then the frightened +animal plunged into the thick copse on the opposite +side of the woodland road, and could be heard +bounding swiftly away.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER II</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>THE GAME POACHER, JEM SHOCK</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Rufus</span> had involuntarily halted the car at the +very instant the shot was heard, so that the boys +were stationary at the time the deer leaped past +them.</p> + +<p>"Oh! what a beaut!" exclaimed George +Robbins.</p> + +<p>"The equal of any Scotch stag I ever saw in +the preserves!" echoed Alec, who had stared with +eyes that were round with wonder.</p> + +<p>"But somebody shot at him, all the same, don't +you know, and the close season on in the bargain," +Lil Artha hastened to say, indignantly.</p> + +<p>"Hush! here he comes!" observed Elmer.</p> + +<p>They all heard a hasty trampling sound, as +though someone might be hurrying through the +bushes close by. It came from exactly the same +quarter from which the alarmed buck had +appeared.</p> + +<p>Then a moving figure caught the gaze of the +five scouts. A burly man, roughly dressed,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span> +strode into view. He stared at the car and its +occupants, as though he considered the boys to +be mostly responsible for his recent ill-luck.</p> + +<p>"Howdye, mister," sang out Lil Artha, not to +be cowed by angry looks; "are we on the right +road for Raccoon Bluff, would you mind telling +us?"</p> + +<p>Suspicion lay in the look which the man was +now bending on them. He acted as if he imagined +they might be more than they seemed; for a +guilty conscience can discover a game warden in +every inoffensive traveler, especially when the +culprit is suddenly caught in the very act of trying +to kill a deer out of season.</p> + +<p>"Raccoon Bluff ain't far ahead o' ye, if that's +whar ye happen tuh be headin' fur," he told them +grumblingly; "but might I arsk what yuh a-doin' +away up here in this forsaken kentry?"</p> + +<p>"Oh!" Lil Artha told him blithely, "we're off +on a little trip, and mean to spend a week or so +under canvas around this section. You see, the +father of the young fellow at the wheel here, +Rufus Snodgrass, of Hickory Ridge, has lately +come into possession of some property up this +way, and we're going to find out if it's been surveyed +right and proper. If you see our smoke +some time or other, drop in and have a little chin +with us, stranger. We nearly always have the +coffeepot on the fire, and the latch-string is out."</p> + +<p>Perhaps the man may have understood this<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span> +sort of a genial invitation, but all the same he +gave no indication of being pleased because of it. +The look of suspicion could still be noticed about +his dark face, and he twisted his rifle about in his +hands kind of nervously, as though he wished he +could keep it from being seen.</p> + +<p>"I reckon I ain't a-goin' tuh bother ye much, +strangers," he mumbled. "I got my own business +tuh look arter. Yuh see, I'm the assistant game +warden o' this region, an' it takes a heap o' +trampin' tuh kiver my territory."</p> + +<p>With an odd sort of chuckle and grin he nodded +his head toward them, and then whirling on his +heel vanished amidst the scrub. They soon lost +track of his retreating footsteps.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha laughed in his peculiar way.</p> + +<p>"Huh! smoked the coon out, didn't I? Game +warden, did he call himself? Whoo! to think of +his colossal nerve! I bet you any warden in the +State would give a month's salary to have been +here, and caught him in the act of shooting at a +deer when the law is on."</p> + +<p>"Then he was a braw poacher, was he?" burst +from Alec. "Aweel, I can feel for him in a way, +because, to tell you the truth, lads, I've snared +my hare more than a few times across the big +water. But then it's different there, because all +the game country is owned by rich dukes and +lords, and the poor man hasn't any show; while +over here all he has to do is to tramp off into the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span> +wild woods for a couple of days, and take his +chances.</p> + +<p>"Elmer, do you think that could have been Jem +Shock?" asked Rufus just then.</p> + +<p>The patrol leader showed his surprise, for up +to then he did not know that Rufus had ever +heard that name; at least, the other had kept his +knowledge to himself, for some reason or other.</p> + +<p>"I'm pretty sure that's who he is," he told the +boy at the wheel; "but how did you know about +him and his ways; when the farmer only told Lil +Artha and myself?"</p> + +<p>Rufus chuckled, and looked wise.</p> + +<p>"Oh! I plead guilty," he acknowledged. "I +heard stories about Jem Shock before I left +home, but I wasn't silly enough to pass them +along to the rest of the party, because some of +you might have changed your minds, and found +an excuse for not coming on the trip."</p> + +<p>Lil Artha snorted indignantly.</p> + +<p>"Now, don't get mad, Lil Artha," said Rufus, +promptly.</p> + +<p>"Oh! I'm not riled so much because you kept +your knowledge to yourself, Rufus," the tall scout +told him; "but on account of you thinking Elmer, +George and myself could be shooed off by such +a little thing as that. If you looked back at the +history of the Wolf Patrol you'd find that the +boys belonging to it have all been through a heap +of excitement. We've exposed so-called ghosts,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span> +had adventures with ugly hobo bands, been in +forest fires, fought floods and—well, time wouldn't +allow me to enumerate one-half of the things that +have befallen us."</p> + +<p>"That's enough, Lil Artha," said Elmer, seeking +to soothe the long-legged scout, and pour oil +on the troubled waters. "Rufus will come to +know us better after he's graduated from the +tenderfoot class. But suppose we start on again. +That incident is closed. We may and we may not +see more of Jem Shock. For myself, I'm half +hoping I do, because he's something of a character, +and opens up a new type for a fellow to +study."</p> + +<p>"So far as I'm concerned," observed Rufus, +scornfully, "I hope we never run across him +again. He looked like a bad egg to me, and his +eyes had a wicked stare in them, that I didn't +like."</p> + +<p>"Oh! that can be easily accounted for," said +Elmer, as the car once more commenced to glide +along the rough woods-road. "You see, in the +first place he had that feeling of guilt that makes +a rascal look at all the rest of the world as his +enemies. Then again I half imagine Jem thinks +the game wardens are back of our coming up to +this neck of the woods."</p> + +<p>"Game wardens, Elmer!" exclaimed Alec; "how +could that be, and what would scouts have to do +with the officers of the State?"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Well, scouts seem to have a hand in a good +many things that are connected with keeping the +laws, and making communities live on a higher +standard," the patrol leader explained. "I could +tell you of dozens of things our troop has been +connected with along those lines. And why +shouldn't they enter into an arrangement with +the head warden to get evidence against some of +these guides who kill deer out of season, and +hotel proprietors who offer it to their guests as +'mountain sheep'?"</p> + +<p>Alec apparently was a bit puzzled to understand +all this, and so Lil Artha, leaning forward, +took occasion to explain it more fully as they +continued on.</p> + +<p>They were passing into an even wilder section +of country than any thus far encountered. Not +a sign of the white man's presence could they see +except in some sections where the original timber +had been cut away years back, and a second +growth now covered the land; with here and there +an old forest monarch left to overtop its neighbors +like a giant looking down on a pigmy host.</p> + +<p>"This just suits me to a fraction," Lil Artha +was saying, as they began to ascend what seemed +to be another rise of land. "Why, it's as free +from the restraints of civilization as that Adirondack +region where we went with Toby Jones last +winter, to visit his hermit uncle, Caleb, who was +living all by himself in the heart of the wilderness.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span> +My lands! if only I thought we'd have half as +much fun on this trip as we ran across then, I'd +be happy as a clam at high tide."</p> + +<p>"Perhaps we will," Elmer told him. "You +never can tell what's ahead of you when starting +out on one of these trips."</p> + +<p>He was thinking at the time of Jem Shock, and +wondering whether the poacher might not take it +into his head to make things interesting for them +during their stay along Raccoon Ridge. Secretly +Elmer was almost hoping he <i>would</i> see something +more of the strange man. He wondered how +Jem lived; what his ambition, providing he had +any, might be; whether he cared for a single +human creature besides himself in all the wide +world—these and many more thoughts were gripping +Elmer's mind, and he could not shake them +off.</p> + +<p>Although, of course, he did not know it at the +time, still it was fated that the golden opportunity +he so eagerly sought was destined to come +his way under conditions of a peculiar nature. +But of that more anon, since it would be hardly +fair to lift the curtain now, and disclose the presence +of coming events long before they were due +to arrive.</p> + +<p>"Don't you think this must be the place they call +Raccoon Bluff, Elmer?" asked George just then, +as they continued to climb the rise by means of +the winding road, so seldom used that Rufus had<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span> +the greatest difficulty in forcing the car over +exposed roots and outcropping rocks.</p> + +<p>"I've been looking around," explained the scout +leader, "and according to what that farmer told +me, I'm sure this is our destination. We can keep +our eyes on the lookout for a suitable camp site +right along now. There'll be plenty of time for +us to get our tent fixed, and a lot of other things +done, before sunset comes."</p> + +<p>"Well, we seem to have mounted to the crest of +the bluff, if that's what this rough piece of ground +turns out to be," said Rufus, with a sigh of relief, +for at times he had found it hard work navigating +the rough road, and occasionally he almost feared +they would have to get out and walk the balance +of the way.</p> + +<p>A couple of minutes later and Elmer called +out to him to stop the car.</p> + +<p>"I think I glimpse a dandy place for a camp +over yonder!" was what the patrol leader remarked +to the others, pointing as he spoke. "And +see what a glorious view we'll have all the time +we're here."</p> + +<p>They faced the west, where the sun was heading +toward the horizon, though a good two hours must +elapse before he sank from view. Through openings +in the dense forest they could obtain fine +glimpses of distant parts. It was really as +delightful an outlook as any of the scouts had +ever gazed upon. Alec McGregor, accustomed to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span> +those Scotch mountain views, was loud in his +admiration.</p> + +<p>So Rufus brought the car as near the camp site +as was possible, and then all of them leaped out. +Filled with a burning desire to get things started +they proceeded to carry the cargo of the big touring +car across the intervening ground.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha, George and the leader held a brief +discussion as to the exact spot that was most suitable +for erecting their waterproof tent, rendered +so through a process of tanning that changed its +color to correspond with their own khaki-hued +garments.</p> + +<p>This important detail being finally settled they +began work. Alec and Rufus, being tenderfeet, +of course had to be told about everything they +attempted; but as the spirit of willingness was +strong upon them in the beginning, they carried +out orders cheerfully enough.</p> + +<p>Elmer was looking for that inherent weakness +on the part of Rufus to crop out, and sure enough +it came to the surface before they had been a full +hour on the ground. The tent having been properly +set, and a fireplace built after the most approved +scout fashion by Lil Artha, with the two +new fellows taking accurate notes so they could +in turn carry out a similar task, Rufus was set +to work chopping firewood, while Alec had been +given another job connected with making a drain +on the upper side of the tent.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span></p> + +<p>"That is so the water will run aside, and not +flood us out," explained George, who was directing +operations in this quarter. "You see, we may +have a whopping big storm while we're up here, +and again not a drop of rain may fall; but all the +same a true scout gets things ready to meet an +emergency. That's what our motto 'Be Prepared' +stands for. It's a sort of insurance against possible +loss by fire. Your house may never burn +down; in fact, you don't expect it ever will, but +you take out a fire policy all the same, if you're +a wise dicky."</p> + +<p>"I get what you are telling me, George," admitted +the shrewd Scotch lad, "and all the while +I'm understanding this scout business better. +There's a muckle mair in it that I used to ken, but +I like the way it turns out; and I'm o'er glad now +I joined the ranks o' the scouts."</p> + +<p>Meanwhile Rufus was having his troubles +a-plenty. Evidently he was not very well posted +as to the best way of handling an ax, though he +swung the tool with quite a lusty stroke, Elmer +noticed. For some little time he managed to +smash a certain amount of wood, but finally he +seemed to have run across a section of hard oak +that was giving him a lot of trouble.</p> + +<p>He stopped several times to wipe his reeking +forehead with his big red bandanna. Elmer could +see him shake his head as though he felt that he +was up against a hard proposition. For some<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span> +time the scout leader did not interfere. When, +however, he saw Rufus throw the ax down petulantly, +as though determined to give the job up +as a bad bargain, Elmer concluded the moment had +come for him to take a hand in the game and +pilot the tenderfoot through his initial troubles.</p> + +<p>As a greenhorn in camp, Rufus must be expected +to do considerable of the fuel getting; and in +order to meet his duties with the least possible +friction and trouble, the sooner he learned how +to handle an ax properly, the better for his peace +of mind. Besides, Elmer did not like to see that +"white flag" business. He disliked a quitter above +all things; and was grimly determined that before +that camp broke up the said Rufus would have +learned a lesson or two that would be profitable +to him.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER III</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>"HIT THE KNOT AND HIT IT HARD!"</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">How</span> are you coming on, Rufus?" asked Elmer, +pleasantly, as he dropped down on the log alongside +the perspiring chopper.</p> + +<p>Rufus laughed, a little unpleasantly, Elmer +thought.</p> + +<p>"Oh! I guess I was never cut out for a hewer of +firewood, Elmer," he remarked indifferently. +"Some fellows may take to that sort of thing, but +I incline in the direction of less strenuous employment. +I can fiddle with a surveyor's outfit all day +long, tramp through the woods and the brush, cut +a path, and enjoy it all; but swinging an ax +doesn't seem to be my forte."</p> + +<p>"Then if I were you, Rufus," the other told him, +quietly, "I'd shut my teeth together and make it +my forte. I never would let a little thing like that +get the better of me. Why, I couldn't sleep easy +at night if I did."</p> + +<p>Rufus moved a little uneasily at that. He undoubtedly +must have guessed that the scout-master<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span> +meant to reprove him for giving up so soon. +Then he shook his head and frowned.</p> + +<p>"Oh! there'll be heaps of other things I <i>can</i> +tackle around the camp, besides playing wood-chopper, +Elmer, that's sure. I've given it a fair +trial, and don't seem to get the hang of the old +thing. Why, it's lucky, I reckon, I didn't smash +my foot. My hands don't seem to tackle the ax +properly. Alec may be better suited to it."</p> + +<p>"It isn't hard, once you learn," said Elmer.</p> + +<p>"Well, I've given it a try, and I'm ready to call +it off, though I know you don't like to hear that +kind of talk," grumbled Rufus, actually turning +redder than ever with confusion as he felt the +eyes of the other fastened upon his face.</p> + +<p>"That's not the spirit in which a scout who has +any respect for himself should act," Elmer told +him, slowly and with a friendly slap on the shoulder. +"Deep down in your heart, Rufus, you just +know that you <i>can</i> master such a little job as +learning how to handle an ax, if only you keep +persistently at it, and never give up. A scout on +being baffled once or twice just sets his teeth +together, takes a fresh grip on himself, and says +he's going to do that thing, no matter if it means +trying sixty-seven times. It's the old maxim of +'Pike's Peak, or Bust,' which the emigrants across +the great plains years ago used to paint on their +wagon-tops. And generally they got there, too, +remember, Rufus."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></p> + +<p>Then Elmer got up and took hold of the offending +ax.</p> + +<p>"Now, if you watch me you'll see just how I +swing it, and bring it down in the exact spot I +want to strike," he went on to say, after which +he made several strokes and the stubborn piece +of oak that had resisted all the efforts of Rufus +to split it fell into two slabs.</p> + +<p>"Well, that was certainly fine," admitted the +boy, wonderingly; "but you're an old hand at it, +Elmer. I'd never be able to do that sort of work."</p> + +<p>"Get that notion out of your head in the beginning, +Rufus," he was told, sharply. "There's no +reason in the wide world why you shouldn't make +a good axman, perhaps even better than any of us. +You're strongly built, and can put a heap of muscle +in the work. At first you'll strike poorly, until +you grow accustomed to landing on a given spot. +Practice makes perfect in that particular. And +now, there's one great lesson for you in chopping +wood, just as there is for every beginner. Take +a look at the stick, see which way it will split +easiest; and then if there's a nasty knot in it, as +there was in the one you tackled, strike the blade +of your ax straight into the centre of that knot +<i>again and again</i>, until you succeed in making it +give up the ghost. Hit the knot, Rufus, and hit +hard! That ought to be a maxim you'd find ringing +in your ears every time you feel tempted to +be a quitter!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span></p> + +<p>That last word stung, just as Elmer meant it +should. Rufus flushed, and jumped to his feet +almost half angrily.</p> + +<p>"Here, give me that ax again, Elmer," he said +between his set teeth; "and pick out for me the +toughest old chunk of oak you can find. We'll +see if I'm a <i>quitter</i>. I'll hit the knot, and hit her +hard, to boot; you watch me!"</p> + +<p>Elmer hastened to accommodate him. He was +secretly congratulating himself on his success so +early in the game. It chanced that a second fragment +of oak lay near by, and offered a fairly good +test, as it, too, had a difficult knot in its heart. +He showed Rufus just how to take the right sort +of grip on the ax, and several times corrected him +when he struck violently. Of course the blows +lacked much of the accuracy that long practice +gives, and thus considerable energy was wasted; +but after he had been working away for five minutes, +a lucky stroke caused the thick bit of oak to +fall apart. It had been done by keeping up a constant +pounding at the centre of resistance, which +in this case was that tough knot.</p> + +<p>Rufus was perspiring, and short of breath after +his exertion, but there was a look of extreme pride +on his flushed face, and his eyes kindled also. +Indeed, there was good reason for his self-congratulation; +he had proven to himself that "where +there is a will there is a way"; and possibly for +the first time in his life Rufus realized the power<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span> +that one may command when determined not to +give in.</p> + +<p>"Well, I did do it, didn't I, Elmer?" he chuckled, +visibly pleased. "And next time I won't be so +ready to throw up the sponge. I was a little bit +huffed because you spoke the way you did, Elmer, +but now I thank you. I wouldn't be surprised but +that I'd have caught that big fly last summer +instead of muffing it, and losing the game for our +side, if only I'd made up my mind I <i>could</i> hold it, +and must."</p> + +<p>"That's the ticket, Rufus," the other told him. +"Confidence is half the battle, and the rest is in +doing it. But you've chopped enough for a while; +better change work and give some other set of +muscles a chance to get busy."</p> + +<p>"Now, that isn't a bad idea, either, Elmer," +Rufus went on to say. "I'd like to take a little +turn out of camp before evening comes on, because +somehow I seem to have a sneaking notion +we'll run across one of the survey lines close by +here. You see, they run down from the bluff +across that wide stretch of country toward the +setting sun; and by pushing along the ridge we +ought to find a slashing."</p> + +<p>"Well, if you can coax George, here, to go with +you, Rufus," the patrol leader remarked, "I've +no objections. I can understand how eager you +must be to get your location fixed in the start; +and I expect you'll sleep easier tonight if you<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span> +learn that our camp happens to be near one of the +survey lines."</p> + +<p>George upon being appealed to readily agreed +to go with the greenhorn. He knew why Elmer +had made this arrangement; for as Rufus was +quite a novice in most things pertaining to woodcraft, +the chances were he would get lost the first +thing. If given an opportunity, George, as a +first-class scout, could begin the education of the +tenderfoot thus placed in his charge; and the first +lesson would be upon various methods of learning +how to make his way through the densest forest +when caught without a compass, and unable even +to see the sun so as to know east from the west, +the north from the south.</p> + +<p>So George took great pride in explaining how +the moss on the trees would serve as an almost +infallible guide, all else failing.</p> + +<p>"You see, in this section of country nearly all +the big storms come from the southwest," he told +Rufus as they walked on. "The moss is almost +always on the north side of the trees, veering just +a little toward northeast. Notice that fact well, +Rufus, and never forget it. Some time it may +save you heaps of trouble; I know it has me, and +lots of other scouts in the bargain."</p> + +<p>Finding that the tenderfoot seemed to show considerable +interest, George went on to tell of other +facts connected with the important subject.</p> + +<p>"Now," he observed, soberly, "you may think<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span> +I'm going to a lot of trouble telling you all this, +Rufus; but if ever you do get lost in the woods, +and keep wandering around for hours, and then +have to make a lonely camp, and sit up most of +the night listening to the owls and foxes and such +things, why, you'll understand why it's so important +a thing in the education of a scout."</p> + +<p>Meanwhile Lil Artha and Alec were trying their +hands at the woodpile; for as the elongated scout +explained to the Scotch lad, they would have need +of considerable fuel during the long evening, as +they sat by their fire and talked.</p> + +<p>Alec proved to have enough stamina, at least; +there was a stubborn streak in his Scotch blood +that would never allow him to give up easily. +Nevertheless, Lil Artha knew Alec had faults that +must be corrected before he could reach that condition +of excellence that all true scouts aspire +to attain.</p> + +<p>He had a hasty temper, like most red-haired, +impulsive boys, and was, moreover, a little inclined +to be cruel, especially toward dumb animals. +Lil Artha, himself, had once been the same +sort of a chap, and could readily sympathize with +Alec; but at that he meant the other should see +the error of his ways, and reform. So the tall +member of the Wolf Patrol took it upon himself +to be a mentor; and who so well fitted for the +task as a boy who had had personal experience? +No one can preach temperance so splendidly as<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span> +the man who, himself, has passed through the +fire of unbridled passions, and learned the folly of +giving way to them.</p> + +<p>Alec was particularly interested in the subject +of the reversal of his badge. He had, of course, +followed the customary habit of all scouts by fastening +this to his coat in the morning in an upside-down +position, until he found some opportunity +for doing a good deed toward some one, which act +allowed him to change its position.</p> + +<p>"That was easy enough at home, d'ye mind, +Lil Artha," he was saying, as he rested upon his +ax, and recovered his breath, "because a fellow +would be a gillie if he couldnae find mony a chance +to do something for sae sweet a bairn as our little +Jessie. But it's going to be a harder task away +up here in the wilderness, I trow."</p> + +<p>"Oh! I don't know about that, Alec," the other +told him, encouragingly. "All you have to do is +to keep your eyes about you. There are four +chums around, and if at any time, for instance, +you took a notion to do my stint of wood-chopping, +that ought to entitle you to turn your badge +over, because it would be a good deed, you see."</p> + +<p>Alec looked queerly at him, and then laughed.</p> + +<p>"But it would be depriving you of your necessary +exercise, Lil Artha," he hastened to say, "and +that I'd hate to do."</p> + +<p>"Well, seriously speaking then, Alec, there are +endless ways of doing good. You needn't be confined<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span> +to lending a helping hand to human beings; +a boy who takes a stone out of the shoe of a limping +mule is just as much a benefactor as the one +who helps a poor old woman across a crowded +street, or carries her heavy basket part of the way +home from market. I've bound up the broken +wing of a crow; yes, and I knew a scout who even +helped one of those queer little tumble-bugs get +his ball up a little rise, after he'd watched him +fall back a dozen times, and then claim the right +to alter his badge. The rest of the troop laughed +at him, but the scout-master hushed them up, and +said the boy was right; and that not only had he +done a good deed toward one of the humblest of +created things, but he had learned a practical +lesson in pertinacity and never-give-upitiveness +that would be of great value to him all the rest +of his life."</p> + +<p>"Nae doot, nae doot," muttered the Scotch lad, +reflectively, as though Lil Artha's interesting +words had found a firm lodgment in his heart. +"I can see where it is a verra interesting subject, +this scoutcraft, Lil Artha. And ye ken I'm mair +than glad now I took up with it."</p> + +<p>"And as you get to be more intimate with the +little animals of the woods," continued the experienced +scout, "you come to like them as brothers. +We usually have a pet squirrel ducking about the +camp, picking up the crumbs; and birds will come, +too, if you're kind to them. All those little things<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span> +help to make an outing more enjoyable, you'll find, +Alec, the deeper you dip into them."</p> + +<p>Alec scratched his head as though he found it +just a little difficult to understand; he had been +raised under such vastly different conditions that +it would take some time to change his habits, Lil +Artha realized. Still, he liked the tenderfoot very +much, and meant to do all he could to make him +see things through another pair of spectacles than +those he had used in the past.</p> + +<p>Already his lessons in handling the ax had +borne fruit, and Alec gave promise of soon becoming +an expert at the job. His success also gave +the greenhorn a new-born ambition to excel in +other branches of scout education. Lil Artha did +not believe he would have much trouble in posting +Alec; getting him to govern his temper, and +be kind to everything that had life, would be +another proposition; but constant association +with such a fellow as Elmer Chenowith was bound +to work a change little short of miraculous, Lil +Artha had faith to believe; for he knew personally +what the patrol leader was able to accomplish in +his quiet, persistent way.</p> + +<p>"After you've finished with that log, Alec," he +told the other, "we'll start our fire. I want to +show you just how to go about that task, because +there are a hundred things connected with making +a fire that you'll find mighty interesting."</p> + +<p>"Ye don't say, Lil Artha? I didna ken that<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span> +there was more than one way to start a blaze, +which was to sticket a match to the paper, and let +it go at that."</p> + +<p>The tall scout laughed delightedly. Really, he +would find great pleasure in showing this greenhorn +how many curious ways there were of starting +a fire. Lil Artha had made this a sort of fad +for some time past; and while several tricks were +still beyond his comprehension, he had mastered +a number of others; so that he could start into the +woods minus a single match, or even a burning +sun glass, and make a fire in any one of five different +ways.</p> + +<p>"Oh! I can see where you've got a whole lot +to learn, Alec," he told the other. "I'll promise +to show you some interesting things while we're +up here in the Raccoon Bluff camp. For instance, +I'll make a blaze by rubbing flint and steel +together, like the old Indians used to do centuries +back on this continent. Then I've a little trick +with a couple of sticks and some dry tinder to +catch the spark."</p> + +<p>"Ye maun show me that, for a certainty!" cried +the other, "because I've read of it in Robinson +Crusoe, or some ither book of travel and adventure +amang the islands of the sea."</p> + +<p>"Oh! there are lots of other ways for doing it +in the bargain," pursued Lil Artha, now upon his +most favored subject. "You'll think it a most +fascinating thing, Alec, I promise you. And once<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a></span> +you wake up to the fact that a scout can learn +a thousand facts, if only he uses his eyes and his +head, you'll be more than glad you joined the +troop. Why, we live in a world of our own, and +the poor ninnies outside don't have one-tenth of +the fun that falls to us."</p> + +<p>"There come Rufus and George," remarked +Alec. "They look unco' pleased, as if they had +discovered the slashing they went to look for. I'm +a little interested in survey work mysel'. Rufus +is clean crazy over it, too, and sometimes his +fash is all aboot theodolites and chains and compasses +and the like. They told me he was lazy, +but if ye seed him workin' at the business he +loved, ye'd know they leed, they leed."</p> + +<p>Alec turned back to his work of splitting the +log he had attacked. Already he had a wedge +well driven into its heart. A few more lusty +blows of the ax and he had opened another cleft +further along, into which he was able, with Lil +Artha's directions, to place a second wedge. +After that it was easy to continue lengthening the +split until with a doleful crack the log fell apart, +having been cleft in twain.</p> + +<p>"That will do for now, Alec," said Lil Artha. +"You have done splendidly for your first real lesson +in wood-chopping, and I can see with half an +eye that you bid fair to beat us all at the game, +given a little time, and more experience. You've +got a great swing, and seem able to hit a space the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span> +size of a dime, every time you let fall. That's +half of the battle in chopping, to be able to drive +true to the mark; because there's energy wasted +in false blows."</p> + +<p>Alec looked pleased. A little praise judiciously +bestowed is always a great accelerator in coaxing +reluctant boys to take up their tasks cheerfully; +and wise Lil Artha knew it.</p> + +<p>Just then Alec happened to catch a glimpse of +something moving amidst the branches of the tree +over his head. Lil Artha had turned aside, and +did not chance to notice what the other was doing, +as the Scotch lad, stooping down, snatched up a +stout cudgel, and hastily threw it aloft.</p> + +<p>His aim must have been excellent, judging from +the immediate results. Lil Artha heard him give +a satisfied cry, which, however, almost immediately +changed to a howl of alarm. Whirling +around, the tall scout saw something that might +have amused him at another time, for it possessed +the elements of comedy rather than tragedy.</p> + +<p>Alec in hurling that stick aloft must have succeeded +in dislodging some animal from its hold +on the limb. The beast in falling had alighted +fairly and squarely on the shoulders of the astonished +Scotch boy, and given him a severe case of +fright. Lil Artha saw that it possessed a long +ringed tail, and hence he knew instantly that it +was only a harmless raccoon, and not a fierce +wildcat, as he had at first feared.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER IV</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>SHOWING THE GREENHORNS</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Whoo!</span> tak' him off, Lil Artha! It's a mad +cat, it is, I'm thinkin'!"</p> + +<p>The 'coon being presently dislodged, after having +only given Alec a few trifling scratches, proceeded +to retreat in hot haste. The angry Scotch +lad, snatching up another billet of wood, was +about to rush after the frightened animal as +though to vent his fury upon it, when Lil Artha +barred the way.</p> + +<p>"Don't do it, Alec!" he called out, holding up a +restraining hand; "let the poor thing trot along. +He's more scared than you were, take it from me."</p> + +<p>"But he <i>bit</i> me, ye ken; and I don't let any fearsome +wild beastie do that with impunity, I tell +ye!" snapped Alec.</p> + +<p>"Well, who's really to blame, Alec?" said Lil +Artha, promptly. "That's only a harmless raccoon. +He must have his nest in a hollow limb +of this tree we're under. Hearing all the talk +going on below here, can you blame him for peeking, +and trying to pick up a few points about eating,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span> +and the like? He was within his rights, and +you had no business to knock him down with that +chunk of wood. He happened to fall on your +shoulders, and commenced scratching and clawing +when you jabbed at him so with your hands. He +only scratched you a little, and drew the blood. +Elmer has the stuff to put on that, and prevent +any chance of blood poisoning setting in. But +surely you wouldn't kill that inoffensive little runt +because he allowed you to knock him out of the +tree."</p> + +<p>Alec hung his head.</p> + +<p>"Aweel, it may be you're right, Lil Artha," he +muttered, being conquered by the arguments advanced +by the other. "Anyway, it's too late now +to chase after him, for the beastie is lang out of +sight. Perhaps I was o'er hasty to throw. Next +time I'll try to hold my hand."</p> + +<p>"It pays not to be too fast while in the woods," +he was assured. "If now that had happened to +be a bobcat, you'd have been in a nice pickle, let +me tell you; and he might have scratched out both +your eyes before the rest of us could lift a hand +to save you. Better go slow but sure, Alec. And +try to look at things once in a while from the +standpoint of the woods animal. You'll find it +mighty interesting to put yourself in their place, +and figure just what you would do."</p> + +<p>Again Alec scratched that tousled red head of +his. Plainly he was puzzled to exactly grasp what<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</a></span> +Lil Artha meant; but then, as time passed and he +became more accustomed to this strange camp +life, now so new to him, the boy would doubtless +understand many things that in the beginning +looked very mysterious.</p> + +<p>When, a short time later, Lil Artha began to +initiate him into the mysteries of fire-making, +Alec displayed more or less fresh interest. He +knew he was going to like that sort of thing first-rate, +he told the other; which acknowledgment +caused the tall scout to grin with pleasure, since +it repaid him tenfold for all the trouble he had +taken thus far.</p> + +<p>The fire was soon burning cheerily. Somehow +it seemed a great source of joy to everyone, especially +Elmer, Lil Artha and George. As veteran +scouts the crackle of a blaze instantly called up +fond memories of numerous former occasions +when in the woods, and camping amidst the solitudes +they had met with all sorts of interesting +and even thrilling adventures, never to be utterly +forgotten, even when they had grown to manhood, +and gone forth into the world upon their appointed +life missions.</p> + +<p>Next in order came the preparations for cooking +the camp supper. Here Lil Artha had fresh +and glorious opportunities to show the tenderfoot +squad all sorts of things that it was of prime +importance they should early manage to acquire, +if they expected to make good scouts.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span></p> + +<p>And when the ham had been nicely browned in +the skillet; the potatoes and onions thoroughly +cooked; the coffee allowed to settle, after being +brought to a boil; and the rudely-built table set +with all sorts of good things besides, from cookies, +jam, home-made pies, pickles, and such articles +as the crafty George had prevailed upon his dupe, +Rufus, to include in the bulky stores, it seemed as +though there was hardly room to allow their +plates a chance to find crevices for lodgment.</p> + +<p>By this time the sun had set in a blaze of glory +that called forth loud words of sincere admiration +<ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'for'">from</ins> the entire party. Twilight was upon the land +as they sat down to enjoy that glorious spread; +and both Rufus and Alec vowed they had never +in all their lives felt one-half so hungry as right +then and there.</p> + +<p>That supper would never be forgotten by those +tenderfoot scouts. Every fellow once new to the +woods can look back to the first meal under such +conditions, and remember how wonderfully good +everything did taste. The food at home never had +such tempting qualities, and his one great fear +was that the supply would not be equal to the +<i>enormous</i> demand.</p> + +<p>After supper came the dish washing. That was +not quite so fine, especially since Rufus and Alec +had fairly gorged themselves. But Elmer knew +that it was good to start out right.</p> + +<p>"Oh! what's the use bothering with the old<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span> +dishes tonight?" complained Rufus, spoiled at +home by a doting mother; "I'm feeling too fine to +be disturbed. Please don't spoil it all by doing +anything disagreeable, Elmer."</p> + +<p>His wheedling tone had no effect. The scout-master +was determined that these two new recruits +must learn that duty always precedes +pleasure with a scout. After all work has been +finished is the proper time to "loaf," and take +things easy.</p> + +<p>"We have a rule in camp that is as unbending +as that of the Medes and the Persians, Rufus," +Elmer went on to say, positively. "That is, the +dishes must be cleaned up immediately after supper, +by those who are delegated with the task. I'll +be only too glad to show you and Alec how to go +about it, in case you haven't had any experience; +but the pot of hot water is waiting, and none of +us can settle down to an evening's enjoyment +until things are cleared away. All of us mean to +take our turns at the job, remember, but we +thought the new beginners ought to be the ones to +start first."</p> + +<p>Rufus looked as though inclined to rebel. Just +then Alec jumped up, being more ready to give in +than the boy who had always had his own way.</p> + +<p>"Coom alang, Rufus, and we'll wrestle with the +pots and pans!" he called out. "Between the +baith of us we should be able to manage, I ken. +And then for a lang evenin' listenin' to the stories<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</a></span> +Lil Artha, here, has promised to spin, that will, +nae doot, mak' Robert Louie Stevenson's wildest +tales tak' a back seat."</p> + +<p>Well, after that Rufus could not hold out. He +even grinned sheepishly a bit as he got up from +his comfortable position, and followed the Scotch +lad and Elmer over to where the dishpan was +hung on a convenient nail, together with a supply +of towels, and several dish cloths, all seen to by +Lil Artha, who knew by long experience how +necessary such things are in a well conducted +camp.</p> + +<p>So by slow degrees Elmer and his mates might +make progress in educating the tenderfoot squad +along the lines that every well drilled scout has +to follow. Of course they would meet with many +discouragements, and sometimes feel that the task +was beyond their strength, especially in connection +with Rufus, who had allowed such a multitude +of tares to grow amidst the good seed that +would have to be rooted out; but it is astonishing +how much persistence and patience will accomplish, +and in the end surprising results might +reward the laborers in the vineyard.</p> + +<p>They sat up late that night and the fire continued +to crackle merrily as fresh fuel was applied +from time to time. How wonderful it all seemed +to Rufus and Alec, experiencing their very first +night in camp. The moon had already set, being +young, and darkness hung over the scene.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a></span> +Strange sounds, too, welled up out of that gloom +to thrill the greenhorns as they listened. Again +and again did one of them interrupt the conversation +or the story-telling to demand that some +fellow tell what manner of queer creature could +be making such and such a noise.</p> + +<p>Now it was some night bird giving a hoarse +cry; again a distant loon, doubtless out upon some +lake, the presence of which they had not even +suspected, sent forth a fiendish sound like the +laugh of an evil sprite and which chilled the blood +in the veins of the tenderfoot scouts; later on they +heard tree frogs commence their weird chorus, +and were relieved to learn the nature of the noisy +sounds, for they half suspected a circle of ravenous +wolves might be closing in around the camp.</p> + +<p>And so it went on, one thing after another. +Perhaps the most singular effect of all was produced +by the hooting of a big owl, doubtless +squatted in some dead treetop within a few hundred +yards of the fire. The two greenhorns really +believed some man was calling out and making +fun of them. Rufus, on his part, jumped to the +conclusion that the poacher, possibly under the +influence of liquor, was daring them to come out +and have a fight with him, for that tantalizing +"whoo! whoo!" seemed to breathe defiance and +scorn. Alec, too, showed symptoms of "firing +up," much to the secret amusement of Lil Artha +and George.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</a></span></p> + +<p>They both quieted down after being told what +sort of a big-eyed bird was responsible for the +weird noise; though from time to time as the +hoots continued to be wafted to them on the night +air, the tenderfoot scouts would move uneasily, +and exhibit fresh traces of interest bordering on +rank incredulity, since it was difficult for them to +really believe any feathered creature could indulge +in such a mocking monologue.</p> + +<p>And later still, after they had crept into their +warm blankets, and sought to go to sleep, while +the three veterans after a while managed to find +forgetfulness in honest slumber, the other pair +tossed back and forth, changed their hemlock-filled +pillows into new positions, sighed dismally, +and put in one of the most trying nights they had +ever known.</p> + +<p>But then it would not be so bad on the next +occasion; and before many nights passed they, +too, would be "dead to the world a short time after +hitting the hay," as Lil Artha expressed it. +Every fellow has to be broken in before he can +sleep, when camping out for the first time; the +great wilderness around seems peopled with +countless unseen, but nevertheless present, creatures, +which his lively imagination pictures as +seeking to steal a march upon the camp, and +either to purloin all their possessions or else eat +them alive.</p> + +<p>Why, even experienced campers usually have<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a></span> +a poor first night of it, until they can again grow +accustomed to the difference between their own +soft beds within the four walls of home, and this +canvas covering, or perhaps only the starry +heavens above for a canopy.</p> + +<p>That long night seemed never to reach an end, +to Rufus at least; for even after the Scotch lad +had passed into slumberland the other squirmed +about uneasily, sat up and looked around him +many times; and even crept out twice to throw +additional fuel on the fire, because he hated to see +it getting so dismally dark around, with all those +queer sounds welling up in chorus—the said +chorus being produced in part, if Rufus only +knew it, which he didn't, by katydids, crickets, +tree-frogs, and such harmless little creatures.</p> + +<p>But even the longest night must come to an end +at last. Rufus, having finally fallen into a doze, +found himself aroused by some one talking, and +opening his eyes discovered to his surprise that it +was broad daylight, with breakfast cooking near +by.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER V</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>THE SPIRAL OF BLUE SMOKE</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">One</span> thing, at least, pleased Rufus when he +crawled forth and stretched himself, giving a +yawn at the same time—it promised to be a fine +day. To a fellow who expected to do considerable +prowling around in the vicinity of Raccoon Bluff +this was a matter of material importance; for a +heavy rain must have put a damper on his cherished +plans.</p> + +<p>By the time the latest up had finished dressing +the welcome call to breakfast was sounding. Lil +Artha performed this sacred rite, and in the customary +camp way, wishing to initiate the two +tenderfoot chums in all the mysteries that went +with the ceremony. Taking the biggest frying-pan +they had fetched along, he rattled a lively +tattoo upon it with a heavy cooking spoon. And +during the course of their stay it may be said in +passing that never was there a more eagerly anticipated +racket, in the opinion of Rufus and Alec, +when their camp appetites developed, than that +same summons to the "festive board," as Lil +Artha dubbed the rude makeshift table.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a></span></p> + +<p>While they enjoyed the fruits of the cook's skill +in wrestling with the culinary outfit, and made +the bacon and fried eggs vanish in a most remarkably +swift fashion, the boys also laid out their +plans for the first day.</p> + +<p>Of course Rufus was eager to get busy looking +up the lines of the survey; and he had already +bound Alec to the task of being his helper. The +latter did not object in the least, though after a +day or two had elapsed, and the fever calmed +down somewhat with Rufus, the Scotch lad anticipated +having his time more to himself; for he +was eager to learn a great many scout secrets +which the accommodating lanky Lil Artha had +promised to <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'import'">impart</ins> to the new fellows.</p> + +<p>Elmer, however, had no intention of allowing +those two greenhorns free swing for a whole day. +The chances were ten to one they would get lost +the first thing; and it would be too bad if a good +part of their limited stay at Raccoon Bluff was +taken up in hunting missing comrades.</p> + +<p>"I appoint you, Lil Artha, as supervisor," he +went on to say, with a smile; "and your duties +today will be to stick to Rufus and Alec like a +porous plaster. Don't let one of them get out of +your sight for a minute. You can lend a hand as +much as you please; and fetch them back to camp +at midday, when we'll have lunch, leaving the big +meal until the day's work is all done."</p> + +<p>Rufus looked as though about to rebel. He<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span> +was so accustomed to having his own way that +it came hard with him to be ordered to do anything. +Then he suddenly remembered his scout +vow, and that he had solemnly promised to bow +to superior authority. Elmer was the "boss," and +his word was law while they were away from +home; so, making a virtue of necessity, Rufus +shrugged his shoulders and grinned.</p> + +<p>"Just as you say, Elmer," he observed, a bit +ungraciously, "but I never was lost in all my life."</p> + +<p>"That's nothing to boast of, Rufus," remarked +Lil Artha. "It only goes to prove how many +splendid opportunities you've missed. On my +part I was just as proud of my ability to look +after myself as you are; and yet I used to get +twisted in my bearings a heap until I got the +hang of things. I can remember several times +when I walked straight away from camp, under +the belief that I was heading for it. You see, +while I could easily tell which was north and east, +I didn't know <i>which way the camp lay</i>; because +my faculty for observation hadn't yet been developed +to any great extent. It'll all come to you +by degrees, if you really want to learn."</p> + +<p>"Well, what am I to do this morning, Elmer?" +asked George.</p> + +<p>"That's an easy one," chuckled the leader. "As +you're such a stickler for having everything so +neat about the camp, George, with things handy +to the reach, I'll appoint you camp warden for<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</a></span> +today. You can fuss around all you please, and +by night I expect we'll find that Camp Comfort +well deserves its name."</p> + +<p>George looked pleased. His good qualities +often more than counterbalanced his poor ones; +and being neat is something no scout should ever +feel ashamed of.</p> + +<p>Elmer did not mention what he meant to do +himself. In fact, he had not wholly determined +that point, though he fancied that he might take +a wide turn around, and see what the country +about Raccoon Bluff looked like.</p> + +<p>Although Elmer had not said anything about it +to the others, the fact is he had made a little discovery +that aroused his interest considerably. +Just before they sat down to breakfast he had +chanced to step over to a point where the best +view was to be had, and using a pair of field-glasses +which had been brought along, took a +casual survey of the country.</p> + +<p>In one particular spot he believed he could see +a faint column of pale blue smoke climbing +straight skyward from amidst the thick growth. +Elmer was a pretty good woodsman, and he did +not have to be told that such smoke always comes +from well seasoned wood, while black smoke +springs from greener stuff.</p> + +<p>Some one had a fire over there, that was evident, +and knew what sort of fuel to select in the +bargain; which fact made it patent that he was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span> +educated in the ways of the woods. Elmer's curiosity +was excited. He wondered who their neighbor +could be. Was it some fishing party, perhaps +camped on the shore of the unseen lake on the +bosom of which that loon they had heard cry had +been swimming at the time?</p> + +<p>Of course there might be numerous answers +to the question Elmer was asking himself. Perhaps +lumbermen were looking over the property +which had lately come into the possession of Mr. +Snodgrass, with an idea of making him a proposition +for the right to cut off the big timber. Then +again, charcoal-burners sometimes worked in the +season; or it might be game wardens were +abroad, with the idea of catching detested poachers +at their work.</p> + +<p>Then last of all Elmer thought of Jem Shock, +the slippery customer whom no warden had thus +far been able to catch red-handed, breaking the +game laws; and who, it seemed, had gained an +unenviable reputation for boldness as well as +knavery, so that his name, bandied about from lip +to lip, had gradually become a synonym for everything +that was bad, whether the fellow deserved +it or not.</p> + +<p>Well, they knew that this same Jem lived somewhere +in the wilderness, since he seldom appeared +in any town; and what more likely than that his +camp lay over yonder, where the blue trail of +smoke lifted toward the sky?<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</a></span></p> + +<p>Elmer felt an enticing temptation beginning to +assail him. It has been said before that he had +found himself attracted toward Jem Shock, simply +because of a curiosity to know what the <i>real</i> +man might be like; for Elmer was loath to believe +all he heard about any one, knowing how stories +are magnified in the telling.</p> + +<p>And by the time breakfast was over with, the +scout leader had decided that he would take a +little stroll, which might, there was no telling, +carry him in the direction of the blue column of +smoke.</p> + +<p>It happened that Rufus was so busy getting +ready to start out with his surveying instruments +that he had given no thought to looking around. +Lil Artha on his part would, of course, take note +of the general lay of the land; but with the ridge +to serve as a guide he believed he could always +make a bee-line back to camp whenever the necessity +arose.</p> + +<p>All was soon ready, and Alec, laden with the +heavier material, called out a cheery goodbye to +the two who were being left behind.</p> + +<p>"I'm glad this day that I've got on the braw +khaki breeks," he was saying, "for if they were +woollen ye maun rest assured it would tak all my +time picking off the beggars' lice, as ye call these +little burrs. We'll be back the noo and expectin' +lunch to be served, George, remember, lad."</p> + +<p>"Well, stick by Lil Artha then, if you know<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span> +what's good for you, Scotchy," called out the +keeper of the camp. "And I'm glad Elmer made +each one of you put a little snack of cheese and +crackers in his pocket. If you have the misfortune +to get lost that will be the only thing to stand +between you and starvation."</p> + +<p>Rufus sniffed in disdain.</p> + +<p>"Talk away, George," he told the other, "we all +know that you're one of these pessimists, and +always seeing the black side of things. Who expects +to get lost? Certainly neither of us. And +besides, what do we have a guardian angel like +Lil Artha along with us for? Not because of his +good looks, that's sure."</p> + +<p>"Oh! come along, and don't talk so much, +Rufus!" the said "guardian angel" called out, +though smiling broadly at being so highly complimented.</p> + +<p>"Just see Lil Artha feeling of his shoulders, +will you?" George jeered. "Now you've gone and +spoiled him for any decent sort of work, Rufus; +after this he'll be spending most of his time looking +for his angel wings to sprout. But goodbye, +and good luck, fellows. Look for you about noon, +remember."</p> + +<p>So they went off, seemingly as happy as boys +could well be; for Rufus was about to test his +superior knowledge of survey work. Alec saw a +chance of having many little talks between whiles +with the tall guide, upon whom he was leaning<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span> +more and more as an exponent of the jolly times +to be had in the open; while Lil Artha, himself, +was always supremely happy when he could +shoulder his Marlin gun, and stalk abroad, no +matter whether he meant to do any hunting or +not.</p> + +<p>Elmer knew very well that nothing would tempt +Lil Artha to fire his gun with the intention of +breaking the law. The only reasons he insisted on +taking it along were that it might come in handy +in case they met a wildcat, always a possibility, +of course; and that he loved to feel its familiar +touch upon his shoulder, where his khaki coat +was well worn from contact with it.</p> + +<p>For some little time afterwards Elmer busied +himself in fixing certain things of his own. George +had already cleaned up the mess of breakfast +pans and dishes, so that he could devote himself +to other matters. He had already sized things +up, and made a list of certain improvements that +were calculated to add to the comfort and peace +of mind of the campers.</p> + +<p>"While we're only going to be up here at Raccoon +Bluff for a matter of seven days or so," he +had remarked in the hearing of the tenderfoot +squad, "that's no reason we ought to let things +run along in a slipshod fashion. It's a pleasure +to me to have the camp look spic and span to begin +with, no matter if it does get littered up somewhat +as the days go by."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span></p> + +<p>That is just the way with scouts, as a rule. +No one of them unites all the virtues in his single +person; but while owning up to certain faults, at +the same time he will be found to possess a number +of splendid qualities that add to the comfort +and health of his comrades. George could make +himself one of the most disagreeable chaps going, +when his argumentative and unbelieving mood +was upon him; then again, he would suddenly +blossom out in another phase, and cause all his +chums to bless him as a real public benefactor.</p> + +<p>Finally Elmer strode forth from the tent.</p> + +<p>"I'm going to take a little turn around, George," +he remarked casually, "and see what this part of +the country looks like."</p> + +<p>"All right, Elmer," the busy one told him, "I +can manage alone, I guess, because I've got a +heap to do before I'm satisfied with the way +things look. No use telling <i>you</i> to not get lost; +because that'd be next to impossible."</p> + +<p>"Nevertheless," the scout-master assured him, +"I mean to keep on the alert, for when you're in +the woods constant vigilance is the price of safety. +I always take observations as I go along; and +notice many queer-shaped trees, so that I'll know +them again when I see them. I also look back +considerably, too, because it pays to notice how +things appear from the other side."</p> + +<p>"It certainly does," agreed George, very amiably; +"I've had that experience myself more than<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</a></span> +once. Thought I had taken stock of bent-over +trees and rock formations, yet on trying to follow +the trail back, they all looked vastly different +from what they had before. Taught me a lesson +I've never forgotten either. Well, so-long, +Elmer. I'll expect you when you turn up. I hope +though you don't happen to run foul of that ugly +poacher chap, Jem Shock. I didn't much fancy +the cut of his jib when we met him on the road; +and I reckon he'd be a bad one to rile up."</p> + +<p>Elmer only laughed lightly and walked off. +He had cut a stout cane, and this was the only +kind of weapon he cared to carry along. It would +serve him in good stead should he happen to come +across a rattlesnake, for this was likely to happen +at any time, since they had been warned by the +friendly farmer that such venomous reptiles +abounded along Raccoon Bluff. And in case a +bobcat should turn up, Elmer fancied he could +defend himself against attack with that choice +staff. Besides, it was not often that a cat was +to be met with in broad daylight, since they prefer +to do most of their wandering about in search +of food after nightfall comes.</p> + +<p>He stopped and looked back at the camp. It +had a very picturesque appearance just at that +time, with the fire casting up a spiral of smoke +toward the clear heavens, George bustling around +in the capacity of campkeeper; and the whole +overhung by those magnificent trees.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[65]</a></span></p> + +<p>Elmer dearly loved this sort of thing. Something +implanted in his nature, coming down possibly +from far-back ancestors who used to hunt +game for a living, caused the boy to possess an +earnest yearning to spend a season every year +in the primeval wilderness, close to Nature's +heart. It was as near the "call of the wild" as +the ordinary boy ever gets, since school duties, +as well as home ties, have dominion over him +most of the year.</p> + +<p>Elmer prepared to enjoy himself to the full. +The air was certainly delicious at this time in +the morning, though growing rapidly warmer as +the sun climbed higher. All outdoors seemed to +be rejoicing with him. He could hear the merry +voices of insects all around; the croaking of frogs +in a nearby marshy spot he passed; and the constant +cawing of crows in the treetops, as they +prepared to sally forth bent on finding a late +breakfast, or possibly teaching their young how +to use their wings in short flights around the home +nests.</p> + +<p>"This is the life!" said Elmer, exultingly, as +he walked along with a brisk step, and used his +eyes to notice a thousand and one things around +him, most of which would of a certainty never be +seen at all by an ordinary boy, until his senses +had been sharpened, brought about through practical +scout activities.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[66]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER VI</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>A LITTLE WOODS MINSTREL</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Nothing</span> seemed to escape the trained eyes of +the scout-master, as he walked on through the +woods, across open glades, and sometimes crossing +ravines where little brooks gurgled along in +a happy care-free fashion, after the habit of wandering +streamlets in general.</p> + +<p>One of the first things that came to his attention +was the unusual number of wild bees that +seemed to be working in the flowers that dotted +some of these open places. This interested Elmer +very much; and as he stopped to watch them going +in and out of the flowers, busily adding to +their stores of sweets or pollen, he was rubbing +his chin reflectively while saying to himself:</p> + +<p>"It looks as if there might be a hive or so +around this region, away up in some hollow tree. +I'd like mighty well to spend a morning trying to +locate it, and if nothing hinders I'll get one of +the boys to help me track these little chaps to their +hiding-place. I've done it before, and ought to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[67]</a></span> +be able to again, if I haven't forgotten the trick +that old woodsman showed me. And I should +think Alec, perhaps Rufus in the bargain, would +be pleased to see how the thing is done."</p> + +<p>Then as he went on a little further he discovered +small tracks, plainly outlined in the hardening +mud alongside one of the streams that trickled +down toward the lower levels.</p> + +<p>"Hello! good morning, Mr. Mink!" said Elmer, +as he bent over to examine the tracks which he +easily guessed were made by the fur-bearing animal +he had mentioned. "Been out late for a stroll, +haven't you? Visiting around, perhaps, to see +how your relatives are getting on; and dodging +in and out of all these holes along the bank. Well, +all I can hope is that no bad trapper covets your +sleek coat, and lies in wait for you next winter +with his sharp-edged steel trap."</p> + +<p>Next he discovered another track quite different +in design.</p> + +<p>"Why, how do you do, Brother Fox?" Elmer +chattered, amusing himself by this manner of +monologue, just as though the animal might be +within sound of his voice. "You were also abroad +during the night, I see, and carrying home some +sort of game in the bargain, for the little foxes in +the den, judging from the scratches alongside +your own tracks. Let's see if I can find out what +it was you managed to grab."</p> + +<p>He followed the trail fully fifty yards before<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[68]</a></span> +making any discovery. Then the observant boy +triumphantly snatched something up from the +ground.</p> + +<p>"A fine, fat young partridge, I wager, you +caught, old lady," he chuckled, as he twirled the +feather between forefinger and thumb, and then +stuck it in the band of his campaign hat. "Well, +it was a sorry night for the poor bird; but those +little foxes just had to have something to devour +ever so often. Now, I'd like to find out whether +this was a red fox; one of those dandy blacks +like we took out of the trap when we were up at +Uncle Caleb's woods cabin;<a name="FNanchor_A_1" id="FNanchor_A_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_A_1" class="fnanchor">[A]</a> or a gray rascal. I'll +see if I can settle that part of it and satisfy my +curiosity."</p> + +<p>It did not take long for a boy of such wide +experience as Elmer to find a clue on which to +build his theory. Inside of three minutes he came +to a place where the returning four-footed hunter +had to pass through close quarters, in pushing +under some brush. Elmer knew just where to +look, and was speedily laughing as he held up +several hairs he had found caught on a thorn.</p> + +<p>"As red as any fox that ever crept up on a +sleeping partridge, and snatched her from her +nest in the thicket!" Elmer declared, also placing +the evidence away, for he would want to show +it to the tenderfoot squad, when telling the simple +story of the wonderful things he had come<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[69]</a></span> +across while just taking a little ramble through +the woods.</p> + +<p>And so it went on. One thing followed another +in endless procession. The red-headed woodpecker +tapping the rotten top of a tree; the bluejay +hunting worms or seeds amidst the dead +grass; the chipmunk that switched around to the +other side of a stump and then with sharp eyes +watched the two-legged intruder on its haunts +curiously; the harmless garter-snake that glided +from under his foot, though <i>giving</i> him a certain +thrill as he remembered the stories about these +deadly rattlers—all these, and many other things +arrested the attention of the boy who long ago +had become possessed of the magical key that +unlocks the storehouse of knowledge in Nature's +own kingdom.</p> + +<p>And yet Elmer did not forget to always pay +attention to the course he was taking. He placed +numerous landmarks down in his memory, so that +he would know them again later on. Now it might +be an odd freak in the way of a bent-over tree, +that had the appearance of a drawn bow, with +some unseen giant of the woods standing back of +it, drawing the cord taut; then again a cluster of +white birches would be impressed on his mind, to +be readily recognized again in case the necessity +arose.</p> + +<p>All this time he was heading in a direct line +toward that region where the blue spiral of smoke<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[70]</a></span> +had been noticed in the still morning air. Elmer, +too, fancied, when an hour had passed, that he +must by now be drawing well along toward the +origin of the smoke column.</p> + +<p>Possibly he may have questioned whether he +was exactly wise in thinking of invading the precincts +of the camp, that might prove to be the +home of the man who possessed the evil reputation.</p> + +<p>"But my motives are all right," Elmer told +himself, when this arose to annoy him; "and I +mean no harm to Jem or his people, if so be he +<i>has</i> any family, which somehow no one ever bothered +to tell me, even if they knew. I guess Jem's +been something of a mystery to the people up +here. He seems to have no friends, and it may be +nobody ever did penetrate to his camp. Well, +then, I'll be the pioneer in the game. I'm not +afraid of Jem, for all his black looks. I'd just +like to get to <i>know</i> him, and find out if he's as +tough as they say."</p> + +<p>And accordingly Elmer, instead of taking warning +from his fears and turning back, continued +resolutely along the course he had marked out +for himself. He would beard the lion in its den, +and try to convince this same poacher Jem that +he had nothing to fear from a party of boys out +on a holiday. Perhaps Elmer may have also had +some little scheme in mind whereby they could +do more or less good by utilizing some of those<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[71]</a></span> +superabundant stores which George had cleverly +advised Rufus to lay in, under the possibility of +their being storm-bound up in the woods, with a +great need for much provisions. A little present +of excellent tea might quite win the heart of Jem's +wife, provided he had one; and Elmer had even +known of a case where the fragrant odor of coffee +had entirely disarmed a woods bully, who had +been half inclined to clean out the camp previous +to his inhaling that delicious perfume.</p> + +<p>Now and then the boy would pause and commence +sniffing the air. He knew that he had been +walking directly up the wind for quite a while +now, and hence more than half expected that he +might catch the whiff of hard-wood smoke, telling +of the presence of a fire not far distant, and dead +ahead.</p> + +<p>It was when Elmer was standing still and looking +about him that he suddenly heard a sound that +sent a peculiar thrill through his whole person. +There was nothing so strange about the sound in +itself, only the oddity of hearing it under such +peculiar conditions.</p> + +<p>"Why, upon my soul, I do believe that's a violin +being tuned up!" he whispered, straining his ears +still more while speaking. "Yes, it is, for I can +hear the plain chords now. Perhaps some fiddler +who plays at country barn dances is passing +through the woods, and has stopped over night at +Jem's shack. Why, he seems to have a knack for<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[72]</a></span> +striking wonderfully fine chords, it seems to me. +I'll just push on and see what it means."</p> + +<p>This he accordingly did, and as he began to +catch the sound of music more plainly as he kept +advancing, Elmer found his curiosity rising to +fever heat. Now the notes of the weird music +came floating to him on the soft air, more and +more distinctly. It seemed to the boy as though +the violin fairly sobbed with the spirit of the one +whose fingers trailed the bow across those taut +strings.</p> + +<p>"It's wonderful, that's what!" Elmer was telling +himself for the tenth time as he kept on walking, +and straining his hearing more and more. +"Why, I've heard some pretty fine players, but +never anything like that! Whoever can it be! +I'd wager a heap that the gift of inherited genius +is back of that playing. I can see that he isn't +an educated violinist at all; but the notes are +meant to express the language of the soul within. +Oh, I'm glad now I decided to start out; because +I wouldn't have missed this for anything!"</p> + +<p>He knew that he was by now close to the spot, +for the sounds came very distinctly. As he continued +to advance, Elmer kept watching, wondering +what manner of person he was going to see. +Could some professional violinist have taken a +notion to spend his summer up here amidst the +solitudes, communing with Nature, so as to secure +new inspiration for his work? It would not be<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[73]</a></span> +improbable, though there was that about the +playing to suggest an utter lack of training.</p> + +<p>Now only a screen of bushes seemed to intervene. +Once he had crept to the further edge of +these and Elmer would be able to see the one who +handled that bow so eloquently.</p> + +<p>Three minutes later and he found himself looking +eagerly out of his leafy screen, to receive a +fresh shock. Instead of a man with the looks of +a professor, or even a lady performer, he discovered +that the party responsible for those sweet +chords and sad strains that pierced his heart, was +only a flaxen-haired boy not over ten years of age!</p> + +<p>He sat there with his slender legs coiled up on +a stump, and drew the wonderful notes from his +fiddle without any apparent effort, just as though +the music was in him, and had to find an outlet +somehow. He was barefooted, and dressed shabbily. +Yet, despite these evidences of poverty, +Elmer could note what seemed to be a distinguished +air about the lad that fairly stunned him. +He thought at once of Mark Twain's "The Prince +and the Pauper." Was this a real prince masquerading +in dingy apparel?</p> + +<p>He lay there and drank in the wonderful harmony +for a full quarter of an hour, hardly daring +to move lest his actions frighten the little chap, +and cause that flood of music to cease. All the +while Elmer was trying to figure out what it could +mean. Was this boy Jem Shock's child; and, if so,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[74]</a></span> +how in the wide world could the child have come +into such an amazing musical inheritance? Who +was his mother, and had she sprung from some +genius known to the world of melody?</p> + +<p>"No matter what the answer is," Elmer told +himself, "that child has genius deeply planted in +his soul; and it will be a burning shame if he +never has a chance to be educated along the right +channel. I'm bound to bring this up before some +of the good people at home, and see what can be +done. Oh! if only they could hear him as I am +doing right now, it would be easy to collect a sum +of money to start him on the road to becoming +the most famous of American violinists. I never +heard such wonderful music in all my life. He +mustn't get away from me now."</p> + +<p>Elmer said this last because he saw that the +boy was apparently about to cease playing. He +had tucked his violin away in a much-soiled bag +of once green baize, and was climbing down from +the stump, as though to depart from the theatre +he apparently liked above all other places for his +daily concert.</p> + +<p>So Elmer stepped forth and swiftly approached. +The boy did not hear his footsteps at first, for +Elmer knew how to tread softly; but presently he +looked around and for a moment the scout leader +feared he meant to dart away.</p> + +<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTE:</h3> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_A_1" id="Footnote_A_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_A_1"><span class="label">[A]</span></a> See "The Hickory Ridge Boy Scouts Storm-Bound."</p></div> +</div> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[75]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER VII</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>MAKING A BARGAIN WITH CONRAD</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Hold</span> on, please, don't go away; I'd like to +talk with you, and tell you how much I've enjoyed +listening to your playing."</p> + +<p>Upon hearing the stranger say these kind +words, the boy apparently reconsidered his intention +of running off. He drew himself up +proudly, and waited. Elmer saw that while he +was a very handsome little fellow, there was no +trace of weakness about his face; he had just as +resolute a chin as Jem Shock himself; and his +blue eyes could evidently flash fire if his spirit +were aroused.</p> + +<p>So Elmer walked forward and joined the other. +Standing there barefooted, and with his clothing +well worn, though neatly patched, the boy presented +a strange appearance, hugging his cherished +violin in its faded case close under his arm. +Elmer would never forget the picture he had +made as he sat there drawing all those remarkable +sounds from the wooden case; he would have +labeled such a painting simply "Genius," and let +people catch the idea according to their bent.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[76]</a></span></p> + +<p>"You play very sweetly, my boy," he told the +other. "I have been listening for a long time. +Where did you learn how to handle the bow? Who +taught you to make a violin talk, and tell all the +things that you have been hearing the birds and +the little woods folks saying?"</p> + +<p>"My mother showed me how to hold the bow, +and the rest I just picked up like, mister," the +boy replied.</p> + +<p>Elmer was further astonished. He had expected +to hear this woods boy speak most ungrammatically; +but few lads of his age, who had +gone to school for five years or over, could have +expressed themselves one-half as well. But then +the same mother who had shown him how to grasp +the bow must have taken pains to teach him other +things that went with the education of a growing +boy. His observation had done the rest; for just +as Elmer himself was accustomed to doing, this +boy had ever heard a thousand voices in the solitudes +where he dwelt; and these elements he was +weaving into music as he dreamily drew his bow +again and again across the responsive strings.</p> + +<p>"Do you live near here?" next asked Elmer, +who saw that the boy was curiously looking him +over, and seemed to be visibly impressed with his +khaki suit, as well as his leggings and his campaign +hat.</p> + +<p>He noticed the glint of suspicion suddenly shoot +into the blue eyes.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[77]</a></span></p> + +<p>"What do you want to know that for?" he asked +sharply. "Are you a warden, or a revenue +officer?"</p> + +<p>Elmer laughed in his customary cheery way +that usually proved so catching, and made him so +many friends.</p> + +<p>"Well, I should say not, my friend," he hastened +to assure the other. "This is the regular uniform +of the Boy Scouts. Have you ever heard of the +scouts, and would you like me to tell you some +interesting things about them?"</p> + +<p>The boy looked him all over again, and when +he saw what a frank and engaging face Elmer +had, he seemed to make up his mind that really he +ought to have no fear from so friendly a boy.</p> + +<p>"Yes, I would, if you didn't mind telling me," +he went on to say. "Once, a year or so ago, +mother took me to a town to have my teeth looked +over—I've got better clothes than these at the +cabin, you know—and while we were there I saw +a boy dressed like you are. He had a drum, and +was beating it ever so hard, making music that +nearly killed me, it was so terrible. But I didn't +know he was a scout. So I'd like to hear about +them, if you don't mind."</p> + +<p>Accordingly, Elmer sat down on a convenient +log, it being a part of the very same tree the +stump of which the boy had utilized as his rostrum, +when playing his sad airs to an imaginary +audience.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[78]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Come and sit beside me, please," he went on to +say, encouragingly; "and first, before I start +talking, I ought to introduce myself. My name +is Elmer Chenowith, and I live in the town of +Hickory Ridge. Would you mind telling me your +name, because, you see, it's rather awkward for +two boys to chat without knowing how to speak to +each other."</p> + +<p>"I'm Conrad!" the boy said simply, as he took +the designated seat, and carefully placed his +precious violin on the ground beside him.</p> + +<p>"Conrad Shock?" continued Elmer, at which the +boy shut his teeth hard, and then almost defiantly +said:</p> + +<p>"Yes, and Jem Shock is my father, too, if you +want to know it!"</p> + +<p>"That's all right, Conrad," the other told him. +"I have heard a lot about Jem, but I don't believe +much of what is told me. Besides, it's none of +my business, and I don't mean to meddle with +anybody else's affairs. Now I want to be friends +with you. I must hear about your gift of playing, +because you have got it without a question. After +I've told you all about scouts, and what they aim +to do in the world, I hope you'll tell me about +yourself, Conrad."</p> + +<p>"Perhaps I will, Elmer," the other replied, +calmly.</p> + +<p>So once again the story of scout craft was told +in simple language. The boy hung upon every<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[79]</a></span> +word as though he felt the keenest interest in all +he heard. And never could there have been a +more zealous narrator than the leader of the +Wolf Patrol; for Elmer's heart was wrapped up +in his present calling as typified in the khaki, and +he fairly fascinated his young auditor by relating +how the scouts took upon themselves so many +uplifting resolutions; how they learned new things +every day by observing, and remembering what +they saw and heard; also how the movement was +widening in its scope continually until even the +Government at Washington had taken notice of +its beneficial effect upon the youth of the land, +and was at last legislating in behalf of the organization.</p> + +<p>"And now," he said in conclusion, "you understand +who and what we are. I have four chums +along with me, two of them new beginners whom +we call tenderfeet, because they know so little +about the great book of Nature, and have so much +to learn. We came up here, partly to camp out +and enjoy ourselves as scouts always do when +they get the chance. Then it happens that the +father of one of the boys has bought a big tract +of land around Raccoon Bluff, and his son wanted +to survey it over, not being satisfied with the +original work. We chanced to see your father +while we were on the road, and told him this, but +I'm afraid he didn't wholly believe us; but, Conrad, +I give you my word of honor as a scout that<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[80]</a></span> +we haven't the least idea of spying on him, or +doing him any harm. Do you believe me?"</p> + +<p>The boy looked him in the eye, and doubtless +soul spoke to soul in that exchange of looks, for +he presently said, slowly but positively:</p> + +<p>"Yes, you could never tell a lie if you wanted +to, Elmer. And I'm going to tell you that my +father has been acting queer ever since he met you +boys on the road. I don't know what ails him, but +I heard him saying a name over and over again, +and looking ever so black."</p> + +<p>"What was the name; can you tell me, Conrad?"</p> + +<p>"It was a funny one—Snodgrass," the boy replied, +and Elmer shivered when he heard him say +this, for it came to him like a flash that possibly +Jem Shock might have some reason to think of +that name with anything but pleasant memories.</p> + +<p>"That is the name of the new boy whose father +owns this property up here," he admitted; "but +he came from some other section of the country, +and has only been in our town a few months. Tell +me about your mother, for you say she showed +you how to hold the bow. Did she used to play +the violin herself long ago?"</p> + +<p>"Oh! no, it was her father, the celebrated +player, Ovid Anderson. He is long since dead, +you know. And this was his violin, too, with +which he used to charm so many thousands of +people. My mother has often told me how they +would take him on their shoulders and march up<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[81]</a></span> +the street shouting that he was the greatest player +in all the wide world. And some day I mean to +be his equal; I feel it in here," and as the boy +said this most solemnly, he placed a hand on his +bosom, where his heart beat most tumultuously, +and called upon him for deeds worthy of the name +his ancestor had made famous.</p> + +<p>For Elmer had himself heard that name of +Ovid Anderson. He remembered that the player, +long since dead, had been a Swedish violinist of +international reputation. How it came that his +daughter should ever mate with a man like Jem +Shock, and be lost to the world in this wilderness, +was a puzzle too much for Elmer to understand.</p> + +<p>But he hoped that all in good time he might find +the explanation; for now that he had made the +acquaintance of Conrad he was more determined +than ever to meet that mother, even if in doing so +he had to run the gauntlet of Jem Shock's anger.</p> + +<p>But Conrad was showing evidences now of a +desire to depart. Elmer would have liked to ask +to accompany him to his cabin home, but he hesitated. +Still he meant to pave the way to a future +meeting, and then it might be time to ask to meet +the boy's mother.</p> + +<p>"Our camp is up on the bluff, where the road +runs. You can see the smoke of our fire, and perhaps +the tent under the trees, if you look that +way. And we'd be glad to have you and your +mother, yes, and Jem Shock, too, visit us any<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[82]</a></span> +time, Conrad, if you felt inclined that way. Do +you often come here to play the things that you +feel in your soul?"</p> + +<p>"Every morning when it isn't raining, and then +the day is very long to me, for I believe I would +die if it wasn't for the music," the boy hurriedly +replied. "But I want to thank you for saying +what you did about my father. I know people +all say he is a terribly bad man, that he gets +drunk, and beats us; but it's a whole pack of lies, +that's what it is. He never drinks a drop. He +seems to hold a grudge against the whole world +for something that happened a while ago, but he +is good to my mother, and he loves me, he says, +like the apple of his eye."</p> + +<p>"I'm mighty glad to hear that, Conrad, sure I +am!" exclaimed Elmer. "Lots of times people +are given bad names when they don't deserve +them one whit. I made up my mind that I wanted +to know your father, and some day I mean to +drop in at your cabin and introduce myself. Yes, +and tomorrow I'll be coming over here again +as sure as anything, to listen to you play some +more. Some day you will get your chance to take +lessons from some big professor, who will fit you +for taking the place your famous grandfather +filled. And perhaps I may be able to start the +ball rolling; you wait and see."</p> + +<p>Conrad turned white with the wild hope that +surged through his ambitious young heart. He<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[83]</a></span> +wrung Elmer's hand eagerly as he said goodbye. +The scout leader watched him going on through +the aisles of the forest, and noticed that his +course took him directly toward the place where +the smoke came from.</p> + +<p>Fully satisfied with the adventure of the morning, +and filled with a growing ambition to be the +one to interest music-loving friends in the wonderful +genius of the great Ovid Anderson's grandson, +Elmer turned in his tracks, and commenced +to head for the camp.</p> + +<p>"I never dreamed of such a thing happening +to me, when I consented to come up here and help +Rufus make his new survey," he was telling himself, +as he walked on, never forgetting to note +his surroundings, as a true woodsman always +must, no matter what his mind may be occupied +with. "And wouldn't it be a great thing, though, +if we did manage to get that boy's mother to bring +him down to town, so the folks who love music +could only hear him play. Why, they'd go crazy +over him, I'm sure, and the rest would be as easy +as falling off a log."</p> + +<p>Somehow Elmer failed to pay as much attention +to animated nature around him on his return +trip as he had when going out; but then that was +not to be wondered at. He had really run across +a most remarkable thing; and it crowded most +other matters out of his mind.</p> + +<p>When he reached camp, he found George still<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[84]</a></span> +"up to his eyes" in work, and enjoying every +minute of the morning. The fixing up of camp +was such a pleasure to him that for the time +being he seemed transformed into a real sociable +fellow, quite different from his usual complaining +self.</p> + +<p>Elmer told him of his adventure, and George +was mildly interested. He did not happen to be +much of a lover of music himself, and perhaps +thought Elmer might be overestimating the ability +of a boy player.</p> + +<p>"Oh! there are plenty such cropping up from +time to time, I reckon," he remarked, scornfully; +"but they seldom amount to a row of beans. You +thought this little chap was some punkins just +because you happened to hear him amidst peculiar +surroundings. Now, the chances are when +you listen to him in a concert hall you'll be bitterly +disappointed in his genius, as you like to +call it."</p> + +<p>"You're jumping at conclusions too fast, as +usual, George," the scout leader told the objector. +"In the first place, Conrad will never be heard +on the concert stage while he is as green as he is +along the lines of musical culture. He will show +what is in him to genuine critics, and then if they +prove as wild over him as I believe they are +bound to be, he'll be put under the charge of the +best teacher in New York City, to begin along +the proper lines."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[85]</a></span></p> + +<p>As George was so busily employed, and Elmer +had nothing else to do, he started getting lunch +ready later on. There was an abundance of material +to choose from, and it was really a pleasure +to make the selection. So presently savory odors +began to arise in the vicinity, that, when wafted +to the olfactories of the three boys coming wearily +back over their morning trail would be sure to +hasten their footsteps.</p> + +<p>It was easy to see that Rufus had made more +or less progress along the lines of carrying out +his plans for checking up the previous survey.</p> + +<p>"Of course it's a whole lot too soon," he told +Elmer, when he came into camp and threw himself +down to rest, "to say that the job was pretty +much of a bungle; but I'm beginning to believe +that same. And before two suns have set I'll have +the figures to prove it, too."</p> + +<p>"What object do you suppose those civil engineers +could have had in rushing it all through, +and doing a rotten job in the bargain?" demanded +George. "Could it be possible there was some +crooked work back of the survey, and that they +took a money bribe to falsify the figures? In +other words, has your respected dad been stung +when buying some square miles of ground up here +along Raccoon Bluff?"</p> + +<p>"Oh! I'm hardly prepared to go as far as that," +said Rufus, hastily. "I'd be more inclined to believe +that the men who came up here just slouched<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[86]</a></span> +at their work and failed to do what they should. +They made a slash three-quarters of the way +back in one place, we found, and then probably +guessed the rest. It's going to turn out a bad +piece of work, and they'll hear from my dad, you +can wager. The Snodgrass pluck and vim won't +stand for such monkey shines one minute, as any +person who knows my father can tell you."</p> + +<p>Elmer suddenly remembered how the lad with +the flaxen hair had said that his father, Jem +Shock, seemed to cherish a singular antipathy +toward some one by the name of Snodgrass; and +that ever since meeting them on the road, he had +kept repeating it to himself, and frowning as +though furious. He wondered again whether that +rich father of Rufus could at some time in the +past have wronged the same Jem in a real estate +deal. It would be very unfortunate if such proved +to be the case; and might spoil some of the plans +he, Elmer, had been building up, connected with +the wonderful boy musician.</p> + +<p>Later on, while they were discussing the lunch, +he started in and told Lil Artha, Rufus and Alec +what he had run across. All of them were greatly +interested; but the scout-master, for reasons of +his own, failed to mention that the man who was +called a "poacher," and who had somehow gained +the name of a bad man, seemed to hold hard feelings +against a Snodgrass.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[87]</a></span></p> + +<p>Rufus was loud in his desire to help the "cause" +along.</p> + +<p>"If ever you can coax these woods people to let +the boy come to town, Elmer," he went on to say +loftily, though also with considerable feeling, +"I'll promise to interest my folks in him. And +my father thinks a lot of anybody who has musical +talent. I know he took a heap of pleasure in +helping to send one young lady to Europe to complete +her voice culture; she's now singing in +opera, and thinks she owes considerable of her +dazzling success to what he did for her. She's +often been at our house when we lived nearer +New York."</p> + +<p>"That sounds good to me, Rufus," Elmer told +him; "and if the opening comes I may call on you +to redeem your promise."</p> + +<p>At the same time, Elmer wondered whether it +might not be the irony of fate if the same man +who had helped "down" the father, were to stretch +out a helping hand to the son. He also figured +that Jem Shock would indignantly refuse to +accept any aid from that source. But then the +whole thing was wrapped in mystery; and Elmer, +like a wise boy, decided that it would be foolish +to try to figure things out until he had a better +grip on the conditions.</p> + +<p>After lunch, the surveying party, considerably +refreshed by their meal, and the hour of loafing +about the camp, went off again to take up the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[88]</a></span> +work where they had dropped it. George, too, +had found some other things which he might as +well do while his hand was in; and so Elmer had +to cast around him for some means of passing +the long afternoon away.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[89]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER VIII</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>A PERIL THAT LAY IN WAIT</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">It</span> was an hour and more after the surveying +party had trooped forth, bearing their paraphernalia +for a good afternoon's work, when Elmer +happened to remember something. He was himself +getting ready to take another tramp, though +in a different direction than his morning stroll +took him.</p> + +<p>"Seems to me, George," he remarked, casually, +"I've heard you say you liked honey pretty well?"</p> + +<p>George stopped fretting over what he was +doing, and licked his lips at the mere mention of +the word "honey."</p> + +<p>"Finest stuff that ever was made; that is, when +you get the real article, and none of that sugar-water +imitation some bee-keepers put on the +market nowadays, which tastes as insipid as mucilage. +Yum! yum! makes my mouth water when +I think of all the good times I used to have when +we kept bees. But father had the misfortune to +upset a hive, and got so badly stung that he +bundled the lot off at a bargain price to an old<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[90]</a></span> +farmer. But what makes you speak of it now, +Elmer? Just to tantalize me, because that was one +of the things I had Rufus put on his list and he +forgot to get, worse luck."</p> + +<p>"Oh! I only wanted to say that perhaps we +may find a chance while we're up here to lay in a +store of luscious honey, if we have half-way good +luck, George."</p> + +<p>"Does that farmer keep bees, and do you mean +some of us can take a run back to his place to +buy a bucket of comb?" asked George, eagerly.</p> + +<p>"Better than that," chuckled Elmer. "I've noticed +a great many wild bees working in the flowers, +and I think I can track them to their woods +hive. Once we find where they hold out, it won't +be hard to chop the tree down, and take our fill +of the newest stores."</p> + +<p>"A splendid idea, Elmer, I give you my word +if it isn't!" cried the other, looking greatly +pleased. "It certainly takes you to think up fine +things. And when you start to follow the honey-makers +home, please let me go along. I've always +wanted to see how that dodge is worked."</p> + +<p>"We'll all be on deck," the scout-master assured +him; "for above everything else I want the tenderfoot +squad to learn a practical lesson on how +easy it is for an experienced woodsman to find +his bread and butter and sweets by using his +brains instead of hard cash. But we'll lay our +plans tonight while we sit around the fire."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[91]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Off for another tramp now, are you, Elmer?" +George continued, as he saw the other pick up +his handy stick again.</p> + +<p>"Well, yes; I don't like to waste such a glorious +day; and there's really nothing for me to do +around camp, since you've taken the run of things +in your hands."</p> + +<p>"Going off to see that wonderful child fiddler +again. I suppose, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"You guessed wrong that time, George, because +I've laid out to follow after our civil engineering +party, and see how Rufus is getting on with his +work. He certainly is in love with it; and his +father will be unwise if he doesn't encourage the +boy in every way possible. I tell you, a host of +fellows have made failures of their lives because +their parents insisted on their taking up some +profession they hated."</p> + +<p>"Just so, Elmer," chirped George, "a case of +round pegs in square holes, so to speak. And +when I get to the point of choosing what I want +to be as a man, I hope my folks won't force me +to go contrary to my liking."</p> + +<p>Knowing George's stubborn qualities, Elmer +could easily guess that the Robbins tribe would +have a pretty hard task of it bending <i>him</i> to their +will. However, he did not say this, not wishing +to either offend George or arouse his argumentative +powers, but started forth on his tramp.</p> + +<p>"'Course you'll just keep an eye on their trail,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[92]</a></span> +won't you, Elmer?" the camp-guardian called out +after him.</p> + +<p>"It would be silly to try any other way, George," +he was told.</p> + +<p>So Elmer went on. The tracks left by the three +surveyors could hardly have been overlooked, +even by the veriest greenhorn at trailing, for they +had none of them made the least attempt to hide +their footprints. So Elmer had an easy task of it, +and indeed could employ his extra time in observing +many things around him.</p> + +<p>He saw the mother rabbit start out of the bunch +of grass where doubtless her offspring lay hidden, +and with halting steps act as though badly injured. +Elmer laughed, and clapped his hands as +though in keen appreciation for her cleverness.</p> + +<p>"The same old trick birds and small animals +always play when they want to lure a trespasser +away from their nest," he told himself; "by endangering +themselves in the desire to save their +young. She coaxes me to rush after her, so as +to wean me away from her brood. If I started +she'd go off a little farther, and then stop once +more to coax me on again. I've seen a hen partridge +do the same thing, fluttering along the +ground as if with a broken wing. Now just for +fun let's see if I'm not right."</p> + +<p>He had carefully noted the exact spot where +the mother rabbit first appeared, and stepping +over that way parted the tall grass. Instantly<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[93]</a></span> +there was a hurried scurrying, as a number of +small but nimble half-grown rabbits darted this +way and that, as if greatly frightened.</p> + +<p>"Don't kill yourselves trying to escape, little +bunnies," said Elmer, greatly amused; "because +I wouldn't harm a single hair of your pretty bodies. +But I tell you the thousand-and-one lessons +that a fellow can learn from Nature's big book +ought to be enough to make every boy want to become +a scout, and take up the study of outdoor life. +There's something fresh and new every day one +lives."</p> + +<p>By then the devoted mother rabbit had vanished, +doubtless filled with consternation over the +dispersal of her brood, which she would have to +call together in some fashion of her own. So +Elmer walked on, observing many other interesting +things as he proceeded, for his eyes were ever +on the alert when he went into the woods and +cruised on the waters.</p> + +<p>He guessed that he must be gradually drawing +up on his three chums, for occasionally he caught +the sound of a halloo, as though there might be +an exchange of signals between Rufus and his +stakeman, who went on ahead to assist him. Lil +Artha probably prowled along near by, seeing +things for himself, and with not a great deal of +interest in the prosaic operations of the surveyors.</p> + +<p>Suddenly Elmer heard loud excited voices. He<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[94]</a></span> +believed be caught the voice of Lil Artha saying, +"Steady, Rufus, don't move on your life—steady, +boy!"</p> + +<p>Then came a loud report. Elmer knew that it +was the discharge of the lanky scout's gun. He +was already plunging forward as fast as he could +go when this sound came to his startled ears. +The others were close by, for he could now hear +their excited voices.</p> + +<p>A minute later, and Elmer, still on the full run, +burst through a thicket, and discovered the three +boys. Lil Artha had his gun half raised to his +shoulder, as if doubtful whether the newcomer +would prove to be a friend or an enemy; and with +true scout preparedness not meaning to be taken +off his guard. But on sighting Elmer, of course +he lowered his weapon.</p> + +<p>Rufus was standing there, looking as "white +as a ghost," and trembling as if he had the ague. +Alec grasped his small ax, and seemed quite +ready to use the same. Something twisted and +squirmed upon the ground, and as Elmer looked, +his horrified gaze made out an enormous rattlesnake +that seemed to have part of its head shot +away. The chilling sound of its rattles was what +Elmer had thought to be the "chill" of a buzzing +locust upon some neighboring tree.</p> + +<p>In another moment Elmer was alongside Rufus.</p> + +<p>"Don't tell me the thing struck you, Rufus?" +he ejaculated, himself pale with apprehension.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[95]</a></span></p> + +<p>"It's all right, Elmer," said Lil Artha, soothingly. +"Nobody hurt the least mite, I give you +my word. But if Rufus hadn't had the good sense +to stand still when I called out, I really believe +the critter would have struck at him. And it was +close enough to make a hit, too."</p> + +<p>"I don't deserve any credit, fellows, indeed I +don't!" said Rufus, truthfully. "I was so scared +that I seemed frozen stiff. Why, I couldn't have +moved hand or foot for all the money in the world. +Guess that's what they mean when they say a +rattler charms people."</p> + +<p>"It may be so," Lil Artha went on to say, "but +I've known one to get birds to flutter within +reach, just as if there was something magical in +the whirr of that buzz rattle at the end of its tail. +After all, I guess it was lucky that I <i>did</i> conclude +to fetch my gun along this afternoon. The boys +were laughing at me in the morning for lugging +it when I didn't mean to fire a shot at any game. +But say, a measly rattler hasn't any close season; +he's a fit object for business, summer or fall."</p> + +<p>"You made a cracking fine shot, Lil Artha," +commented Elmer, after stepping closer to observe +the result of the other's quick aim.</p> + +<p>"Oh! middling, middling, partner," chuckled +the tall scout, modestly; "I oughtn't to be proud +of it; but then I own up I was some rattled for +fear Rufus would move, and make the snake shoot +forward with that poised flat head of his. But<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[96]</a></span> +I stopped his fun all right, which ought to be +enough for me."</p> + +<p>"But how d'ye suppose I missed the fearsome +de-il?" asked Alec, wonderingly.</p> + +<p>"Oh! I happened to step aside while getting my +bearings for that last sight," explained the trembling +Rufus, "and must have drawn too near +where the viper was coiled up for defense. First +thing I knew was hearing what I took to be the +whirr of a locust. Then I looked down and saw +it! After that I seemed to turn to ice. I heard +Lil Artha coming, and afterwards he said something. +When he fired I nearly fell over, thinking +I had been shot. Oh! I'll never forget my sensations; +and after this I'm going to keep on the +lookout all the time for snakes."</p> + +<p>"It pays to be on the watch," assented Elmer. +"The fellow who keeps his eyes about him in +the woods is doubly armed. We must drag it back +with us, and show George. He said he didn't believe +there was any truth in that farmer's story +about rattlesnakes up here. We'll have to show +him."</p> + +<p>"But, Elmer, supposing it had given me a crack, +would I have had to die? Is there any remedy +for a rattlesnake's poison?" asked Rufus.</p> + +<p>"Oh! we'd have pulled you through all right, +depend on it, Rufus," said Lil Artha, taking it +upon himself to answer the question. "I'd have +sucked the wound in the first place, making sure<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[97]</a></span> +that I had no scratch or abrasion about my mouth +so that I couldn't be infected by the poison that +I ejected. Then Elmer here, who is a pretty good +surgeon when it comes right down to brass tacks, +would have cut into the wound, and afterwards, +when it had bled freely, he'd apply some stuff he +always carries with him to neutralize the poison. +Some people give whiskey, and perhaps it does +help; but science and medicine have found a better +remedy."</p> + +<p>"Then why are there so many fatal cases of +snake bites?" asked Rufus, determined to find out +all he could on the subject.</p> + +<p>"Well, most of them are neglected too long," +Elmer told him. "The person who has been struck +may be alone at the time; or if he has companions, +they become panic-stricken, and only think of +hurrying the poor chap to the nearest doctor as +fast as they can. That's nearly always the worst +thing they could do, for in the time it takes, the +deadly poison has had a chance to circulate +through the blood, and all the doctors going +couldn't save the patient."</p> + +<p>"That's where first aid to the injured comes in +with the scouts," said Lil Artha, proudly. "All +boys who wear the khaki are instructed how to +act in order to save human life by prompt measures, +whether it is in case of near-drowning, +snake bite, injury by cutting an artery with an +ax, swallowing some poisonous toadstool in place<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[98]</a></span> +of delicious mushrooms, and a dozen other things +too numerous to mention. You'll learn all about +it in good time, Rufus."</p> + +<p>"I mean to, Lil Artha, depend on it," the other +assured him earnestly. "I give you my solemn +word here and now that I'll begin right away. I +never want to be taken unawares again, so that +I feel as helpless as a kitten. I'm going to be +aimed and equipped with the book of knowledge. +I can see that it pays compound interest for all +your time and trouble."</p> + +<p>"Now I'm delighted to hear you say that, +Rufus," Lil Artha told him; "and I promise to +instruct you at the first opportunity; Alec, too, +if he is so minded."</p> + +<p>"I am verra curious aboot it, and ye can count +on me being a listener whenever ye begin the +lessons. Aye! it would hae been peetiful if Rufus +had been struck. I'd hae sucked his wound with +ye, Lil Artha, or done anything else ye asked."</p> + +<p>Rufus laid a hand on the Scotch boy's shoulder +fondly.</p> + +<p>"I'm sure you would, Sandy," he went on to +say, for sometimes he used that name in speaking +to his comrade, though always with affection. +"But after that fright I guess I'm done working +for today. Let's go back to camp."</p> + +<p>No one raised any objections, so they prepared +to return. Lil Artha managed to fasten a strong +cord to the tail of the rattlesnake, which Alec<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[99]</a></span> +said he would drag after him. The long-legged +scout had already shown the two tenderfeet the +cruel looking curved fangs in the partly shattered +head, as well as the sickly, green-hued poison that +could be pressed from the sack by using a stick +on a certain part of the said head. They had been +greatly impressed, and likewise shocked to realize +what a narrow escape both of them had had from +near-death.</p> + +<p>All the way back the <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'walk'">talk</ins> was of the hidden +perils that lie in wait for unsuspecting passersby +in the woods. This ranged from wildcats to rattlesnakes +and adders and scorpions. Lil Artha +seemed to be a "walking encyclopedia" of knowledge +along these lines; part of this he had picked +up through personal experience, and the rest came +through extensive reading, or hearing others tell +about it. A scout may find scores of ways for +learning useful things, if only he cares to bother +about doing it.</p> + +<p>Later on they approached the camp.</p> + +<p>George, who had managed to get through with +his numerous odd jobs and was resting, seemed +surprised, to have them come back so soon.</p> + +<p>"Huh! guess you got tired of the job quicker'n +you expected, Rufus!" he called out lazily from +his seat on the soft moss under a tree. "All work +and no play makes Jack a dull boy, they say. But +what in the dickens is that you're dragging along +after you, Alec? Great Scott! a rattler!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[100]</a></span></p> + +<p>George scrambled to his feet, filled with excitement. +His eyes stared at the four-foot reptile, +which still showed signs of life; and Lil Artha had +assured Alec its tail would continue to jerk until +sundown, even though its head be cut clean off.</p> + +<p>"I hope it didn't strike any of you fellows?" +George went on to add with a vein of fright in +his voice.</p> + +<p>The story was quickly told, and the convinced +George had to measure the reptile with his tape +line, finding it only an inch or two short of four +feet.</p> + +<p>"As big a rattler as I ever saw," Elmer told +them. "They have them five feet long down in +Florida, I understand, those diamond-back fellows; +but as I haven't been there I can't say anything +about it. For a Northern snake this one is +certainly a whopper."</p> + +<p>"Lil Artha has promised to get the rattle for +me," remarked Alec. "Rufus had the first choice, +but man, he said he'd never sleep easy nichts if +he had it hangin' on the wall of his room at home, +thinking about his narrow escape. But it's a verra +curious thing to me, and I don't care a bawbee +about the sound. It wasn't <i>my</i> ox that was gored, +ye ken."</p> + +<p>George was acting now in something of a mysterious +manner. Elmer noticed this and was looking +at the camp-keeper out of the tail of his eye, +as though trying to guess what was in the wind.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[101]</a></span> +He felt certain that George had a secret of some +kind or other, which he was holding back, just for +the satisfaction it gave him.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha was an observing chap, as we happen +to know; and before long he too noticed the same +thing. This, however, was after he had seen +Elmer observing George closely, with a line across +his forehead that told of a puzzled mind.</p> + +<p>The tall scout was not the one to bother himself +about trying to solve a thing when there was +a short cut to the answer. He believed that the +best way to get at the meat in a cocoanut was to +smash the shell.</p> + +<p>"Here, what's brewing with you, George?" he +suddenly demanded, facing the other.</p> + +<p>George grinned, and then hastened to say:</p> + +<p>"What makes you ask that, Lil Artha?"</p> + +<p>"Because I know right well you've got something +of a surprise up your sleeve, and you're +aching to spring it on us. What have you been +doing since we left camp? Now don't you +squirm, and try to keep us in the dark. Own up, +George, and tell us."</p> + +<p>So George, seeing there was no escape, apparently, +determined to let the "cat out of the +bag."</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[102]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER IX</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>THE STRANGE MESSAGE JEM LEFT</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Well</span>, we've had a visitor in camp since you +fellows all went away!" George confessed.</p> + +<p>Of course every one was interested. Lil +Artha seemed to immediately jump to the conclusion +that the guest must have been a four-footed +one.</p> + +<p>"Bet you now, it was a measly wildcat," he hastened +to exclaim. "It's too bad a fellow with a +gun can't be in two places at the same time. I was +needed out with the tenderfoot squad; and seems +like I could have been made useful here at home. +Did the varmint get away with any of our grub, +George?"</p> + +<p>The camp defender grinned as though amused.</p> + +<p>"Go a bit slow, Lil Artha, can't you?" he complained, +petulantly. "Don't rush as if you knew it +all. Nobody said the visitor was going on four +feet, did they? Why, it happened to be a biped, +a man!"</p> + +<p>"Then it was Jem Shock!" ventured Elmer, +quickly, as though he had half guessed the answer +before then.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[103]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Just who it was," agreed George, nodding his +head in the affirmative, and looking very important.</p> + +<p>"What did he want?" demanded Lil Artha.</p> + +<p>"Hold your horses!" continued Elmer; "don't +keep jumping at conclusions so fast. In the first +place, remember that we invited Jem to drop in +on us any time he was near our camp. The invitation +didn't seem to give him much joy, but later +on he may have concluded to make a call. Now +tell us what he said, and how he looked, George."</p> + +<p>"Oh! he carried that gun of his just as we saw +him before," the other explained. "And he certainly +looked pretty savage, in the bargain."</p> + +<p>"Savage?" echoed Rufus, "why should he act +that way? Possibly because my father owns about +all this property up here. Perhaps Jem believes +he may be dispossessed of his cabin. I've heard +that squatters always do get to thinking they own +the land they build on, as if possession gave them +a quit claim deed."</p> + +<p>"Well," continued George, steadily, and keeping +his eye fixed on Rufus, "to tell the honest truth, +he seemed most of all interested about <i>you</i>, +Rufus."</p> + +<p>"Oh! is that so?" sneered the other; "well, that's +just about in line with what I was telling you. He +knows the name of Snodgrass, apparently."</p> + +<p>"I guessed he did from the way he acted after<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[104]</a></span> +I'd told him about your father," George went on +to say.</p> + +<p>"Now, what could you have to say about my +dad?" snapped the touchy Rufus.</p> + +<p>"Well, Jem asked me first of all if one of the +boys in camp was a Snodgrass, and of course I +told him yes," George explained. "Then he asked +me if I knew what your father's first name was. +I told him I had heard it, but just then, somehow, +it seemed to have slipped my memory. At that +he up and asked me if it was Hiram."</p> + +<p>Rufus gave a little cry at hearing this.</p> + +<p>"It might be this man knew my father once on +a time, or they may have had some business deal +together; though that's hardly likely, because Jem +Shock, poacher and farm laborer, would hardly be +the one <i>my</i> father would be friendly with."</p> + +<p>"I don't know anything about that," said George, +swiftly; "but when I told him I remembered, on +his mentioning it, that Hiram was your father's +name, he gritted those big white teeth of his like +everything, and his eyes certainly looked wicked +enough to give a fellow a shiver."</p> + +<p>"But didn't he say anything to explain why he +had come to the camp?" asked Lil Artha, deeply +interested in the story.</p> + +<p>"He asked no favor, neither would he sit down +and have a cup of coffee when I offered to make +him one," George went on; "but he asked me to +give you a message which he wanted you to carry<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[105]</a></span> +to your father when you went home. He said: +'Tell that Snodgrass boy to say to his father that +Jem Shock never will forgive the rank treachery +that handed him over to a gang of sharpers in the +land speculating business. And tell Hiram Snodgrass, +too,' he went on, 'that he ought to thank his +stars his son wasn't treated by Jem Shock as he +deserved. Only for the prayers of a good woman +in his cabin, and the influence of a sweet child, Jem +Shock'd be tempted to do something wicked to +wipe out the debt he owed your father.'"</p> + +<p>Rufus went white on hearing this. Then the +color surged back to his cheeks and his eyes +sparkled like twin fires.</p> + +<p>"It's all wrong, I'm sure it must be!" he cried, +angrily. "I know my father better than most +people do, and I'm as certain as I breathe that he +wouldn't deliberately betray anybody who trusted +in his word. There must be some terrible mistake +about it, don't you see, fellows? I'll bring you face +to face with my dad when I'm telling him about +this, and you'll hear for yourselves what he says. +But nothing can shake my confidence in his integrity; +I've seen it tested too many times to doubt +him now, just because this poacher fellow dares +accuse him of wrong doing."</p> + +<p>It sounded very fine, this defense on the part +of a loyal son, and Elmer could only admire Rufus +for showing himself so faithful. At the same time, +he knew real-estate dealers often have a peculiar<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[106]</a></span> +code of morals, and frequently do things that +others may not exactly approve of, salving their +own consciences in some way. Elmer was a little +afraid that Hiram Snodgrass might have been +tempted to turn a client over to some combination +of operators, some of whom were not just as scrupulous +as an honest man would like to have them +in his dealings.</p> + +<p>"Was that all he said, George?" asked Lil Artha, +out of pity for Rufus, who appeared to be suffering +acutely from mental pain.</p> + +<p>"Yes, and after delivering the message, he +whirled around and walked away with the grand +air of a lord of the realm," George explained. +"Somehow, poacher that he may be, because he +believes like a good many persons that wild game +isn't the property of the State, there's something +about Jem Shock that tells me he isn't a common +dickey. He hates all human kind because his nature +has been soured by some wrong he's endured, +that's all."</p> + +<p>"Well, I'm going to find out what it all means, +and as soon as I get the chance," Rufus asserted, +between his set teeth. "If it was a mistake, it shall +be righted. I tell you my father is too big a man +to play mean toward anybody. But while we're +up here nothing can be done. I wish I had a +chance to ask this fellow what it's all about, so I +could get the hang of things."</p> + +<p>"H'm! if I were you, Rufus," suggested wise<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[107]</a></span> +George, "I'd go slow about showing myself to Jem +Shock. He hates the sound of your name, and if +you gave him half an excuse, why he might forget +his good resolutions, and hurt you, with the idea +of revenging himself on your dad. How about +that, Elmer; is my logic sound?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, there's no use taking unnecessary risks," +admitted the scout-master, "and common prudence +demands that Rufus should keep away from Jem. +Later on, if he does find that a terrible mistake has +been made, it would be easy to come back up here +and square things up with the poacher. But it +certainly pleases me to know that the home influence +is working on Jem's revengeful mind. If the +mother is anything like that splendid little clear-eyed +chap I don't wonder at it, either."</p> + +<p>Secretly, Elmer was more determined than ever +to try and make the personal acquaintance of Conrad's +mother, the daughter of that once famous +Swedish violinist whose bow had thrilled countless +thousands, and drawn genuine tears from their +eyes.</p> + +<p>The subject was by common consent dropped +then and there, though, of course, it would remain +to agitate the mind of Rufus long afterwards. +Indeed, the boy seemed to be unusually quiet during +the balance of that afternoon, and even while +they sat around the crackling camp-fire after supper +had been disposed of.</p> + +<p>Elmer could guess the reason why. The tenderfoot<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[108]</a></span> +had, in the first place, been under a most +severe strain when he experienced that peril with +the deadly snake. It would have an effect upon +his nervous system for some little time; and possibly +he might even awaken from sleep occasionally +with a half-suppressed cry of horror, as +though in his dreams he again saw that horrid +reptile with its great coils, its flat square head +drawn back for striking, and its tail elevated so +that the monotonous danger signal at the tip could +continue to buzz angrily.</p> + +<p>Then again the boy had taken that accusation +on the part of the poacher quite to heart. It could +be easily seen that he had a great affection for his +father, even though it was his fond mother who +had always given in to his whims, and come near +utterly spoiling Rufus by her favors.</p> + +<p>"It galls him to have heard any one accuse his +father of being a trickster," was what Elmer told +himself, as he noticed the soberness of Rufus, +while the others in the circle about the fire chattered +away, and seemed to be enjoying themselves +hugely.</p> + +<p>He had not changed his own plans a particle on +account of hearing about the visit paid to the camp +by Jem Shock. If anything, his resolution was +stronger than ever to see more of Conrad, and +perhaps meet his mother.</p> + +<p>All of them were pretty tired, and, of course, +as the tenderfoot pair had secured so little sleep<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[109]</a></span> +on the first night, it was likely they would soon +be "dead to the world" after letting their heads +fall on their crude pillows. These were made out +of a slip filled with sweet hemlock browse stripped +by hand fresh from the tree, and fragrant as could +be, with the incense of the woods. This bosky odor +in itself is said to be conducive to sound slumber; +at least all who spend their vacations close to +Nature's heart so affirm, and they should know.</p> + +<p>The night passed without any sort of alarm. +Indeed, Alec and Rufus, once they got to sleep, +knew next to nothing up to the time Lil Artha +aroused them by beating on his frying-pan gong, +as "the first call to breakfast."</p> + +<p>They were glad to see that again the weather +favored them, since there were all the signs of a +pleasant day ahead. Elmer, however, warned the +new recruits not to be too optimistic, because after +the warmth of the last few days, it was likely that +some sort of storm might develop.</p> + +<p>It was arranged that George should change +places with Lil Artha on this day, and accompany +the two surveyors as a guard. The tall scout insisted +on his carrying the gun along with him.</p> + +<p>"Of course you won't need it to shoot any deer +you happen to scare up, George," the owner went +on to tell him, "but, as we saw yesterday, there +may crop up conditions that make the having of +a shooting-iron mighty handy. You may not need +a gun at all, but if you do you want it right there."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[110]</a></span></p> + +<p>Lil Artha possibly had something in mind which +he wanted to do while left behind. He kept his +own counsel, however, and Elmer, knowing that +the tall scout was to be thoroughly trusted, did +not ask questions.</p> + +<p>So along about nine in the morning, when he +thought it likely he would be apt to find Conrad +seated in his favorite nook and playing some of his +dreamy airs, all of them creations of his own +brain, Elmer started forth. Lil Artha of course +could easily surmise from the direction he took +that he meant to look the boy up again, but immersed +in his own affairs, he said nothing, only +waved a cheery goodbye after the other.</p> + +<p>So Elmer strode along, and this time he paid +a little less attention to the many interesting +things that cropped up on this side or that, for his +thoughts were mostly concerned with Conrad, and +his quaint thrilling music, which he yearned to +hear again.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[111]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER X</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>A CABIN IN THE CLEARING</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">As</span> the scout-master found himself drawing near +the spot where he had had his former interesting +meeting with little Conrad, he listened with eagerness +to catch the first faint notes from the quavering +strings of the wonderful violin that had once +been in the possession of Ovid Anderson.</p> + +<p>"I'm no judge of such instruments myself," +Elmer had told his chums when speaking of the +matter, "but I expect that violin must be a valuable +piece of polished wood. It certainly had an +extra sweet singing tone to me, and seemed to just +<i>talk</i> as the boy drew his bow over the strings. I +wouldn't be surprised now if it turned out to be +a Stradivarius or a Cremona, which I understand +represent the finest makes of violins known to the +profession."</p> + +<p>When George seemed inclined to scoff at the +idea, since such an instrument was likely to be +worth thousands of dollars, and would have been +sold long ago to get common necessities, Elmer +had also told him that perhaps the daughter of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[112]</a></span> +the famous player would have parted with her +soul before allowing that remembrance of her +father leave her house.</p> + +<p>Then Elmer caught the first faint sound of +music. It thrilled him as he continued to hurry +forward, and the sounds became stronger. Yes, +and sure enough, there was lacking now some of +that sadness he had detected in the playing of Conrad +on the preceding day. Doubtless hope filled +the aspiring heart of the lad. His talk with his +mother may have given him new zeal, and the rainbow +of promise was arching his heaven even then +as he played, and waited for his new friend to +appear.</p> + +<p>"That sounds more like it," Elmer told himself, +"and shows what a creature of circumstances a +genius must always be. Even this child makes +the music he finds in his own soul. But it's sweeter +by far than what he played yesterday, for there is +the breath of hope and promise in every note."</p> + +<p>He soon came in sight of the familiar stump, +and found the lad curled up there as before, with +his violin tucked under his chin; just as though +he might be to the manner born, while his deft +right hand wielded the bow so tenderly that the +daintiest sort of sound came forth at his command.</p> + +<p>But he was watching at the same time, and no +sooner did Elmer appear than the playing +abruptly ceased, while the boy came running to +meet him. Elmer then felt sorry that he had not<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[113]</a></span> +remained in concealment a while longer, so that +he might have enjoyed more of that crude but +appealing music.</p> + +<p>"Oh! I'm glad to see you again, Elmer!" exclaimed +the boy, as he held out his hand, which +the other did not attempt to squeeze too roughly, +for he remembered that those little digits had to +retain their sensitiveness to a remarkable degree +in order to coax persuasive notes to come forth.</p> + +<p>"But before we do any talking," said Elmer, +"you must let me hear you play again. I notice +that you are in a more joyous mood today, for +it shows in your music. Please sit on your stump +again, Conrad, and humor me for a while. Afterwards +we can have a nice long chat; and I'm meaning +to ask a great favor of you later."</p> + +<p>The boy's eyes flashed with genuine pleasure. It +was evidently a treat for him to have an audience +besides the squirrels and rabbits, with perhaps a +curious old red fox that, prowling around in +search of a dinner, may have stopped to investigate +the origin of those queer squeaks and twirls, +and those sobbing notes, so like a hen partridge +clucking to her brood.</p> + +<p>For possibly ten minutes or so he played with +scarcely any intermission. Elmer thought he +could never tire of drinking in the sweet combinations +of sounds which that deft little hand +tempted from the five strings of the violin. It +seemed as though the spirit of the old <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'virtuosa'">virtuoso</ins> <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[114]</a></span> +must haunt the sacred instrument, and give forth +some of his choicest chords through the medium +of his descendant, heir to his undoubted genius.</p> + +<p>And it also seemed as though the lad's power +to delineate the sounds that appealed to him from +the woods and waters was unlimited, for he seldom +repeated as he went on, making up astonishing +strain after strain.</p> + +<p>Elmer was more than satisfied now his first +impression had not been wrong. He felt doubly +convinced that all this lad needed to develop into +one of the greatest players the world had ever +known was the directing hand of a master, who +could guide him past the rocks on which his young +talent might be wrecked if not taken in time.</p> + +<p>"Now, that is enough for today," said Conrad, +suddenly allowing his hand holding the bow to +drop; "I never try to play when something inside +tells me to stop. And I'm eager to tell you something +good. My mother wants to meet you, +Elmer."</p> + +<p>This intelligence caused the scout-master to +smile with pleasure.</p> + +<p>"Why," he exclaimed eagerly, "do you know, +that was the favor I meant when I said I wanted +to ask you something. I have been wishing I could +meet the mother of my new little friend; for I am +sure she must be a remarkable woman."</p> + +<p>"So she is," stoutly asserted Conrad, faithful +little soul; "and the best mother there ever could<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[115]</a></span> +be. All I know she has taught me, for, you see, +she used to be a school teacher once, after grandfather +died, and the money was lost."</p> + +<p>"You told her about me, then?" asked Elmer.</p> + +<p>"Why, of course; I tell her everything that happens +to me!" Conrad declared, simply. "I couldn't +have a secret from my mother, could I? And you +ought to have seen how her eyes sparkled when +she heard what you said about seeing I had a +chance to learn the many things I ought to know +about using a violin properly. Why, Elmer, I +guess it must have been the wish of her heart, that +some one would come along and say that; because +she took me in her arms and hugged me, yes, and +she cried some, too, I know she did, for I felt hot +tears on my cheek; but then it must have been +because she was so happy, for she laughed ever so +hard right afterwards."</p> + +<p>Elmer himself was deeply affected. He could +picture that loving mother, possessed of the knowledge +that the fires of genius burned in the soul of +her child, and each night praying that in due time +the opportunity might come for that to be developed +into a glorious flame; and how overcome she +might be on realizing that the one great wish of +her whole life seemed about to be realized.</p> + +<p>They talked on for quite a long while. Conrad +with a child's natural curiosity asked many questions +about the outside world, of which he had seen +so little of recent years, since his father seemed<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[116]</a></span> +to want to get away from all mankind. Elmer +told him many things that excited his interest. +Then finally he mentioned the fact that time was +passing, and before a great while he would have +to think of returning to his chums at the camp.</p> + +<p>"I'd like very much to meet your good mother +before I go back, Conrad," he suggested, at which +the lad seized his hand and began to lead him off.</p> + +<p>"So you shall," he remarked, briskly, "and I +know she's waiting for me to fetch you over, because +she told me to be sure and do so. You'll +like my mother, Elmer, I know you will."</p> + +<p>Elmer could understand why a mother should +be anxious to meet one who had made such a vast +promise to her boy, and which might mean so +much in shaping his destiny.</p> + +<p>"She wants to size me up," he told himself, with +a satisfied smile, as he walked along at the side +of the chattering boy; "she wants to see if I look +like a vain boaster, or one she could trust. Well, +I hope I don't disappoint her, that's all."</p> + +<p>Any one who knew Elmer Chenowith well could +have assured that anxious mother she could place +the most implicit trust in a boy built after his type; +his word was as good as his bond any day in his +home town; and that is where they know a boy +best of all.</p> + +<p>Pretty soon they sighted a cabin through the +trees. Smoke was coming from the chimney, made +of slabs, and hard mud that had gained the consistency<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[117]</a></span> +of cement by the drying process. Elmer +smiled when he saw that it was of the same blue +consistency as the thin column that had caught +his attention on the preceding morning, and caused +him to stroll that way later on. Yes, and he could +catch the incense of burning hickory, than which +there cannot be anything more delicious in the nostrils +of a real fire-worshipper such as Elmer.</p> + +<p>Their coming must have been noticed, for +quickly a form appeared in the open doorway. It +was that of a small woman, evidently Conrad's +mother, for the boy quickly waved his violin toward +her, and called out joyously:</p> + +<p>"Here he is, mother; I've brought Elmer home +with me to meet you, just as I promised I would!"</p> + +<p>She greeted the scout warmly, and asked him inside +where it was cool, out of the sun. Elmer felt +rather than saw her eyes fixed eagerly on his face. +Apparently Conrad's mother must have been +more than satisfied with what she saw there, for +she looked very contented, and even happy.</p> + +<p>They were soon chatting as though the best of +friends. Elmer told her about his home, and how +he felt positive there were several well-to-do people +in the town, lovers of good music, who would, +if only they could hear Conrad play, be delighted +to make up a generous purse and see that the +grandson of so famous a man as Ovid Anderson +was placed under the proper teacher in New York.</p> + +<p>He also told about the father of one of his comrades<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[118]</a></span> +having sent a girl abroad to have her voice +cultivated, and how after she came to sing in +opera, and turned out to be a great star, she had +insisted on returning every cent he had expended +on her, so that he might pass it along to some +other poor girl or boy who had the gift of music, +without the opportunity to accomplish results +through lack of means.</p> + +<p>Elmer was too wise to mention that name of +Snodgrass when telling this; he feared that it +might be too much like flaunting a red flag before +a bull; for if Mrs. Shock shared Jem's antipathy +for the Snodgrass clan, she would likely decline +to let Conrad profit by such generosity.</p> + +<p>It was plain to be seen that what he said interested +her greatly. She told him more or less of +her hopes and fears concerning the prodigy over +whose future such clouds of uncertainty hung. +Elmer sympathized with her, too, and quite won +her heart by his manner; but then that was not +an unusual thing with the scout leader, who by +Nature had been gifted with a winning way that +gained him hosts of loyal friends.</p> + +<p>A little to the boy's surprise, too, she even ventured +to speak of herself. Naturally she must +have guessed that his curiosity would be aroused +on finding the daughter of a famous man mated +with one whom people deigned to look down on, +and even shun, though, for that matter, Jem Shock +wanted none of their society.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[119]</a></span></p> + +<p>"They do not know him as Conrad and I do," +she went on, hastily, after introducing the subject +of her own accord. "I first met him away up in +the mountains. After my father died, and the +property was taken from me through an error in +his will, I taught school for some years to gain +a living. Then, one fall when I was in the Adirondacks, +it chanced that a dreadful forest fire +swept down from every side. I was caught in the +midst of it, and I had given up all hope of surviving; +when <i>he</i> came and took me up in his arms. +Somehow I seemed to feel that all would be well. +Oh! how strong he was, and how he braved every +sort of peril in order to carry me safely through. +It was then and there that my heart went out to +him. And afterwards we were married. He has +always been the same to me, tender and kind; +though latterly his life has been soured through +the treachery of one whom he trusted."</p> + +<p>She stopped there, sighed, and looked sad. +Elmer would have liked very much to know how +they came to be there near Raccoon Bluff, which, +by a strange twist of Fate, had recently come into +the possession of the very man against whom Jem +Shock believed he had such a grievance. It was +too delicate a subject, however, for him to attempt +to handle; she must tell him, if at all, through her +own volition, Elmer concluded.</p> + +<p>But somehow it did him good to hear such fine +things said of the rough Jem; for it coincided with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[120]</a></span> +his belief that one cannot always tell from the +exterior what may be within the shell. If only +now Rufus could discover that it had all been a +grievous mistake, and that his father would give +anything to make amends for the unfortunate past, +how delightful things would be.</p> + +<p>So Elmer, as he continued to talk with the little +lady—for she was that in every sense, although +her dress may have been of the cheapest material, +and there was a painful lack of many comforts in +her modest cabin home—came to know her as well +as if he had met her long before. Glimpses of her +life, her hopes and fears were constantly passing +before his mental observation; and he was more +than glad now that he had taken that notion to +walk in the direction of the blue smoke wreaths +eddying upward in the lazy morning air several +miles distant.</p> + +<p>Conrad had put his beloved violin carefully +away. It could be seen that his whole heart was +tied up in that precious instrument. Elmer, remembering +the dispute he had had with unbelieving +George, asked about the violin, and whether +it was really the former possession of the lad's +famous grandfather.</p> + +<p>"Yes, that is true," she told him, sighing again. +"He used it all of his last years of playing. It +shared some of his most wonderful triumphs, and +he loved it as the apple of his eye. It is a genuine +Stradivarius instrument. I could have sold it for<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[121]</a></span> +thousands of dollars, since it had once been his +means of fascinating untold myriads of music +lovers; but that would have killed me. It is all +I have left to remember him by; and besides, something +told me when Conrad came that he was destined +to inherit the talent."</p> + +<p>Just then Elmer saw the boy spring down from +his seat close beside his mother. At the same +time he heard the sound of a heavy footfall, and +guessed what that meant. Jem Shock was coming +home. How would he greet one of the boys from +the camp where that son of the man he had such +cause for hating held forth? Elmer stood up. +If he felt the least tremor in the region of his +heart, he certainly gave no sign of this, for his +face was wreathed in one of his most genial smiles +as he waited for the poacher to appear.</p> + +<p>Then a form darkened the open doorway, and +with a shout Conrad rushed forward, to be gathered +up in the arms of Jem Shock, and held tight +to his breast. And seeing this Elmer somehow +could not doubt but that it was all bound to come +out right in the end, no matter what clouds might +drift across the sky meanwhile.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[122]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XI</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>WHEN THE STORM BROKE</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">When</span> Jem Shock discovered that he and his +wife and boy were not alone in the cabin his manner +instantly changed. Elmer saw the heavy brow +knit, as though in sudden suspicion. He remembered +that this man distrusted all his fellows, and +that he had even defied the majesty of the law +with regard to shooting wild game out of season, +as well as catching fish by methods called illegal.</p> + +<p>His manner of life would make him scan with +suspicious eyes any stranger who came to his +isolated cabin home, and who might just as well +as not be some clever game warden, bent on securing +evidence that would convict him.</p> + +<p>"This is Elmer, and he is the good friend who +promised to see that I got a chance to play my +violin the proper way," said Conrad, with a dignity +that would well have become a grown man.</p> + +<p>As he spoke, he took the young scout-master by +the hand and led him a pace or two forward. Elmer +tried to be most cordial. He wanted to win +the good will of this man, for many reasons. First,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[123]</a></span> +there was Conrad, and his possible brilliant future, +if his amazing genius could be placed under the +fostering care of a master. Then there was Elmer's +belief that Jem had been badly treated by +the whims of Fortune, and possibly the greed of +some man; he needed a friend if ever any one did.</p> + +<p>So Elmer held out his hand as he advanced. +He also smiled warmly, as if to chase away that +look of distrust he could see gathering on Jem's +strong face.</p> + +<p>"We have met before, Jem, on the road, while +our party was on the way up here," he went on +to say in as cordial a tone as he could muster. +"You remember I said then I hoped to see something +more of you, and invited you to stop in and +have a cup of coffee with us, in case you happened +to be passing our camp. And now that I have +made the acquaintance of Conrad and your good +wife, I hope we can be friends, Jem."</p> + +<p>The man still continued to frown. Under his +heavy eyebrows he was looking keenly at the +speaker. Elmer's manner was surely enough to +disarm suspicion; and doubtless he would have +quite won the man over then and there only for +one thing. This was the presence of a boy in the +party bearing that unfortunate name of Snodgrass; +and which seemed to represent everything +that was evil, in the estimation of the poacher.</p> + +<p>So Jem did not make the first move to take the +extended hand. If he had suspected the other to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[124]</a></span> +be ready to suddenly snap a pair of handcuffs on +his wrists, he could not have held more aloof.</p> + +<p>"I'm not making friends with anybody these +days," he managed to mutter, "leastways when +they are so thick with the son of the man who sold +me out and left me high and dry on the bank."</p> + +<p>"But the rest of us never heard of you before, +Jem; and even Rufus says it must be some terrible +mistake, because his father would never do such a +mean trick, even if he is a real-estate operator. +But, Jem, I want to be friends with you just because +of Conrad here. It would be a burning +shame if he didn't get his chance to prove that +his grandfather's talent is running in his blood. +I am sure that I'll be able to interest some really +good people, all of them lovers of the best music, +in Conrad; and that arrangements can be made +to put him under the charge of a leading teacher, +who will see that he has a chance to thrill the +world, when he grows older."</p> + +<p>The man's face lighted up for just a brief interval. +Perhaps he had dreamed of some day seeing +Conrad the centre of a madly applauding +throng of well-dressed people, who would be ready +to crown the lad as the greatest genius of the +decade. Then the old doubts returned again, and +he scowled darkly.</p> + +<p>"We may be poor," he said bitterly, "which +isn't my fault, but my misfortune; yet we're not +paupers; and even to see my boy snatch the prize<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[125]</a></span> +he deserves I wouldn't beg money from any living +man or woman. I'll die before I accept <i>charity</i>. +If I had my just dues there would be plenty of +money to fix Conrad out; as it is he must wait, +and take his chance."</p> + +<p>"But, Jem, this wouldn't be charity," Elmer +insisted, earnestly. "It could be done on strictly +business principles, a bargain being made in black +and white, so that a record of the expense might +be kept; and after Conrad began to earn big +money, he could gradually return the loan to those +kind friends who had been so deeply interested +in his fortunes. Don't shut him out from his only +chance, Jem, just because one man may have injured +you. There are other kinds of people in +this world, kind-hearted people who are always +looking for an opportunity to help struggling +genius. Oh! please don't decide in a hurry. Think +it over, talk it over with your wife here before you +turn the offer down; because it is given in good +faith, Jem."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Shock listened, and her eyes grew moist. +She apparently did not think it wise to interfere +while a stranger was present, but Elmer believed +her influence was bound to be thrown in favor of +the proposition. Therefore he did not quite despair, +though the poacher continued to shake his +head, and keep his teeth firmly clenched, after the +manner of a stubborn man who has made up his +mind, and against whom all power cannot prevail.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[126]</a></span></p> + +<p>You see, Elmer, young though he may have been, +was somewhat of a philosopher. He knew that +gentle influence may sometimes accomplish much +more than the most sturdy strength. He had +never forgotten the moral of that old story about +the traveler who was trudging along a country +road, when the two rival elements, the Sun and +the Wind, entered into a heated argument as to +which might be the more powerful, and determined +to test their assertions upon the devoted head of +the pilgrim. So the wind blew harder and harder, +but only had the effect of making the traveler +draw his cloak tighter about him. Then the sun +has his turn, and began to warm up to his task, +until the almost baked man was glad to throw off +his cloak, which result gave the victory to the +heavenly orb.</p> + +<p>And so perhaps the gentle but persuasive influence +of Conrad's mother might in the end prevail +against the wild gusts of the man's anger. Elmer +at least would continue to hug that hope to his +heart.</p> + +<p>He saw that his continued presence would do no +further good. It were perhaps better that he took +himself off, and allowed the seed he had sown to +germinate. Time can often work wonders, and the +look Mrs. Shock gave him somehow further +aroused his confidence that all might yet be well.</p> + +<p>So he said he would be going, and the last he +saw of them Conrad was waving his hand in farewell,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[127]</a></span> +while his mother nodded her head significantly. +As for Jem, he continued to stand there +looking glum, as though a riot of thoughts might +be holding high carnival in his brain, the old suspicion +and hatred for mankind engaged in a desperate +conflict with newly awakened hopes.</p> + +<p>Elmer made his way back to camp, and arrived +long before noon came, so that he had plenty of +time to rest and think over the situation. He +wondered whether he had succeeded in making +any progress by his morning's expedition. He had +met Jem, for one thing, and told him how much +he was interested in Conrad's playing. Yes, Elmer +concluded that the game he meant to play +had been advanced more or less since the coming +of another day.</p> + +<p>The surveyors came trooping into camp along +about noon, heated and tired. Rufus was apparently +getting quite enough of that hard work, for +the time being. Besides, he admitted that he had +gone sufficiently far by then to make sure that the +previous survey had been a failure, and that the +job would have to be done over again in order +to get the right lines.</p> + +<p>Elmer was not sorry to hear him say that, and +for several reasons. First of all, he wanted the +tenderfeet to have further opportunities for picking +up more or less useful knowledge of woodcraft, +while in camp; and this could not be done if most +of their time was spent in using those instruments,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[128]</a></span> +and worrying about backing new lines through +the thickets and swamps that beset their course.</p> + +<p>Then again Elmer did not like the looks of the +weather. It was beginning to act suspiciously, +as though a big storm might be brewing. The +sun still shone up there in the sky, and both Rufus +and Alec only thought it insufferably hot; but to +one more experienced in such things, there was a +deeper meaning in the heavy atmosphere, the +strange silence on the part of birds and smaller +animals, and the peculiar bank of clouds that lay +low along the distant southwestern horizon.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha sensed danger, too, for he spoke of +it as they were eating lunch.</p> + +<p>"Perhaps, Elmer," was the way he put it, "we'd +be sensible if we took an extra reef or two in our +sail this afternoon, while we have the chance. +An ounce of prevention is better than a pound +of cure, I always did believe; and scouts are +taught that it's wise in time of peace to prepare +for war."</p> + +<p>"Hey! what's all this talk mean?" demanded +the bewildered Rufus. "To hear you, Lil Artha, +a fellow would think we had something terrible +hanging over our heads. It must be you're prognosticating +a <i>storm</i>, but I don't see what makes +you think that, when the sun never shone brighter. +Do the birds carry the secret, and have you fellows +found a way to understand their lingo?"</p> + +<p>"Well, in a way that's correct, too, Rufus,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[129]</a></span> +chuckled the lanky scout. "When you get on familiar +terms with everything that lives in the +woods, you can tell a heap. It does seem that +insects, birds and animals are given instinct in +place of reasoning powers. So the squirrel knows +when it promises to be a severe winter, and he +lays in an extra big store of nuts. And in the +same way something warns these little creatures +when a storm is coming, although human beings +see no sign. Well, from the change that's taken +place all around us we scouts can give a good +guess that these same birds and insects are making +ready for trouble; and it's bound to come from +that quarter yonder, where you can see a bank of +dark clouds hugging the horizon."</p> + +<p>"But, Lil Artha," protested Alec, strenuously, +"I noticed yon bank o' clouds mair nor two hours +back, and I gie ye my word it hasn't moved a +wee bit in a' that time."</p> + +<p>"Oh! that's often the way a storm comes along," +the other assured him, in a positive fashion, as +though he had no doubt concerning the accuracy +of his prediction. "Clouds will lie low for half +a day, and then suddenly with a shift of the wind +spread out over the whole heavens like magic. I +promise you that before two hours have gone by +you'll be stopping your ears with your fingers so's +to shut out the crash of thunder."</p> + +<p>Of course, as both Elmer and George seemed to +agree with what Lil Artha said—and it was really<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[130]</a></span> +wonderful to have "Doubting George" let an opportunity +to object pass him by, the greenhorns +had to believe what they heard.</p> + +<p>When lunch had been disposed of, Elmer gave +orders that set the whole five working to improve +the security of the camp. Extra pegs were driven +deep down so as to hold the tent more firmly; and +some bits of strong rope were also brought into +play with this same end in view.</p> + +<p>Rufus could not restrain his amusement, and +finally burst out with:</p> + +<p>"Well, from the way you're carrying on, fellows, +it must be you expect a regular old hurricane +to break loose in this region. I guess it would +take a whole lot of wind to tear that tent loose +from its moorings now. Besides, we're sheltered +somewhat by those trees over yonder."</p> + +<p>"Wait and see, that's all," warned Lil Artha, +not one whit abashed. "You've never been caught +in a big storm, and so you can't know how the +wind tears at a tent as if it had a special spite +against the canvas. I've seen more'n one tent carried +away like a big balloon, and lodged far up in +a tree. This is only following out the scout rule +of preparedness. It's better to err on the side +of safety, Rufus; just remember that as you pass +along the road. It's no sign of timidity to get +ready for trouble; the wisest of business men always +insure their property, and when the storm<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[131]</a></span> +comes they weather it, where the more reckless +go to the wall."</p> + +<p>"That's sound logic, Lil Artha," commented +Elmer, smiling to hear the other give such splendid +advice; for, as a rule, the lengthy scout was +a bit inclined toward that same recklessness +himself.</p> + +<p>In many other ways did they prepare for the +coming storm, particularly in seeing that a small +stock of wood was placed so that it might be kept +dry; since they might be glad of a fire later on. +Their stock of provisions, too, had to be provided +for; and Rufus also covered the old car with a +tarpaulin which he had fetched along for that +purpose.</p> + +<p>During the last half hour of work even the most +skeptical found himself forced to admit that there +was no longer any doubt about the approach of bad +weather. As the dark bank of clouds advanced up +the heavens the birds again made their appearance, +and flew wildly about, uttering warning cries +that impressed Rufus visibly.</p> + +<p>Then they began to hear distant muttering of +heavy thunder that was soon causing a distinctly +felt vibration of the earth under their feet. The +wind had entirely ceased, and there seemed to be +an ominous calm upon Nature. Rufus and Alec +had an apprehensive expression on their faces as +they waited for further developments.</p> + +<p>"Don't you think it might be safer over among<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[132]</a></span> +the trees than here, Elmer?" asked Rufus at one +time, after the thunder had temporarily died +away.</p> + +<p>"Not on your life!" burst out Lil Artha, taking +it on himself to answer. "If the gale gets half as +severe as I expect, you'll hear trees crashing down +like toothpicks. It'd be all your life was worth +to be caught in the woods then. An experienced +hand might manage to escape, but often the best of +them get caught under a falling tree and killed +outright. That's one reason why we built our +camp away from all trees but this dwarf one that +isn't apt to go down, and serves as a sort of wind-<ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'brake'">break</ins>, +you see. But listen, everybody!"</p> + +<p>A distant but terrifying sound stole to their +ears. The lack of a movement in the atmosphere +had prevented them from catching it sooner.</p> + +<p>"Is that the storm coming?" asked Rufus, trying +to keep his voice steady, though there was a distinct +quaver to it, despite his efforts.</p> + +<p>"Yes, that's the wind, and back of it is the first +burst of rain," advised Elmer. "It will be on us +in a jiffy now, so we'd better get inside, and lace +the opening up. We faced the tent to the north +purposely, you see, because we knew that any +storm at this time of year was likely to jump out +of the southwest."</p> + +<p>Hardly had they made the flap secure when the +gale broke upon them.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[133]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XII</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>SCOTCH BLOOD</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Among</span> other things, Lil Artha had seen to it +that a pot of coffee was made ready just before +he scattered the fire, and put out the last ember. +This would keep warm for a long time, and they +could manage to make out a supper with some +of the things that would not need cooking.</p> + +<p>With a rush and a roar the storm burst upon +them. Wildly did the stout tent sway as the wind +broke against it. Rufus understood speedily +enough why the scout comrades who had had experience +went to so much extra pains to fasten +it so securely. There were lots of times when, despite +all the precautions, he feared the canvas +could never hold out against that terrible wind +that made playthings of forest monarchs, and +seemed capable of sweeping everything from its +path.</p> + +<p>Never, so long as they lived, would the two tenderfoot +scouts forget that night; it would always +be marked with a white stone in their minds, such +were the tortures they endured. Often Rufus<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[134]</a></span> +would half squirm to his knees, his face turned +pale with apprehension, as he clutched the sleeve +of Elmer or Lil Artha's coat, in deadly fear that +the worst was about to happen.</p> + +<p>The rain descended in torrents, and the lightning +flashed in a way to fairly cause them to shut +their blinded eyes; while terrific bursts of thunder +rocked the ground and made them think a salvo +from the heaviest guns known to modern warfare +was being fired.</p> + +<p>So the time dragged wearily along, hour after +hour. No one dreamed of trying to snatch a wink +of sleep while this din was going on. They sat +there, glad to know that, thanks to the admirable +way in which the heavy canvas had been waterproofed, +and the addition of a fly over the tent, +they were able to keep the rain out. Of course a +small amount did seep under certain portions of +the tent, despite all their precautions, and the +drain that had been dug above to carry the flood +off; but they were able to keep pretty dry, all +things considered.</p> + +<p>With the storm came a cool air that chilled them +to the bone. They had a couple of lanterns, one of +which was kept lighted all the time, and this enabled +them to see what was going on. Lil Artha +set a good example, after night came on, by wrapping +his warm blanket about his shoulders, as he +sat there Indian fashion. Rufus was indeed glad +to copy this example, and found it well worth while<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[135]</a></span> +for the additional comfort he secured thereby; +and in the end all of them did the same thing.</p> + +<p>Every now and then they heard awe-inspiring +sounds that Lil Artha told the tenderfeet were +produced by falling trees. Each crash gave Rufus +cause for a fresh shiver; he could not help thinking +of what he had proposed concerning their being +likely to find more safety if they took up their +station under the forest growth. He was glad +now in every atom of his being that those more +experienced scouts had frowned down upon such +a silly proposition.</p> + +<p>Along about midnight, however, Elmer discovered +positive signs that the worst was over. His +announcement brought a feeling of relief to Rufus +and Alec; indeed, even Lil Artha was heard to give +expression to his gratitude. George, however, +grumbled, as was his habit of old.</p> + +<p>"Tough luck, that's what I call it, fellows," he +went on, as though wholly disgusted with the +freaks of the weather. "Why couldn't this old +storm have held off till we got back home again? +What business did it have coming down on us right +in the midst of our camping? Why, we haven't +begun to enjoy ourselves much yet; it's been all +work so far; and now everything's going to be +soaking wet, the mud'll bother us, and like as not +a second rain'll follow the first. Things pretty +nearly always do happen in threes, you notice."</p> + +<p>"Oh! well, we're all alive, George, for one thing,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[136]</a></span> +Lil Artha told the grumbler. "And we've still got +heaps and heaps of good stuff to eat along. Things +might have been a whole lot worse than this, let +me tell you."</p> + +<p>"Huh! I can't just see that," continued the other, +though in a fainter tone, as if really half ashamed +of his complaining manner; which had become second +nature with George, so that he often spoke +in that way without thinking how badly it sounded.</p> + +<p>"If only this terrible storm will stop, all would +be forgiven," said Rufus. "We may get a few +winks of sleep yet before dawn comes. And I +guess the ground will dry up pretty well by noon. +Besides, I'm done creeping through the woods and +among the thickets, trying to follow those slashes +made by the fake surveyors. We can lie around +camp here, until it's fit to go abroad."</p> + +<p>"Spoken like a true scout, Rufus," Elmer told +him, encouragingly. "That's what a fellow ought +to learn the first thing after he dons the khaki—that +things are never so bad but what they might +be worse. George here never did learn his lesson +in the right way, more's the pity. If you keep on, +Rufus, you'll be a better specimen of a true scout +than George is today, with all his experience."</p> + +<p>George did not say anything, but Elmer hoped +the seed might have fallen on fallow ground, so +that it would take root and grow; for there were +times when, like most of the other fellows in the +Hickory Ridge Troop, he did get mightily tired<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[137]</a></span> +of hearing the remarks of a natural-born +"croaker," as Lil Artha called the other.</p> + +<p>But Elmer was right when he said the backbone +of the storm had been broken. Inside of another +half hour even Rufus was fain to admit that the +thunder had lost considerable of its fierceness, +while even the flashes of lightning came less frequently, +nor were they so vivid as before.</p> + +<p>"The rain has stopped, fellows!" announced Lil +Artha, as he sidled along over to one side of the +tent, and cautiously began to undo the securely +fastened flap; after which he thrust his head out +so as to take an observation.</p> + +<p>When he drew back again the others eagerly +awaited his report.</p> + +<p>"Why, the clouds are breaking, and I even saw a +star right overhead," announced the tall member +of the little party, enthusiastically; "which proves +that the end of the concert is close by. That last +thunder-clap was some distance away. Guess we +may be getting a little snooze inside of another +half hour. For one I'm going to hunt out a dry +place and make ready."</p> + +<p>There was considerable of a scurry on the part +of everybody, with this end in view. Rufus was +heard to wish most ardently that he had still another +blanket to huddle under, for that night air, +after the violent battle of the elements, seemed +to be very chilly and piercing, since they could +not enjoy the luxury of a fire.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[138]</a></span></p> + +<p>Nevertheless, in spite of all this, when another +hour had crept along all of the boys were sound +asleep. No longer did the harsh voice of the thunder +disturb them; and the fitful glow of lightning +came from far off. The lantern had been extinguished, +for they might need what small allowance +of kerosene they had fetched along with them; and +therefore darkness reigned within the sheltering +tent.</p> + +<p>They had some hours of sleep before morning +found them stirring. There was more or less disinclination +to be the first out, but Lil Artha proved +to be the martyr and presently the crackle of a +fire tempted Rufus and Alec forth; while even that +sly old fox, George, opened one eye, and began +to sniff the air, as though he fancied he had gotten +the first whiff of sweet bacon frying in the pan.</p> + +<p>Elmer had been close upon the heels of Lil +Artha, of course, and between the two of them +some of the ravages of the storm in the camp had +been repaired long before the rest put in an appearance.</p> + +<p>A warm and bountiful breakfast seemed to put +new animation in them all. Even that born grumbler, +George, admitted the sun did shine "fairly +well," and that coffee, bacon and flapjacks with +syrup, all served lavishly as regarded quantity, +made life worth living again.</p> + +<p>"I don't believe I was ever so hungry as this +morning," Rufus candidly declared, as he gulped<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[139]</a></span> +down his third cup of coffee, and eyed the last +flapjack as if tempted to gorge himself, though +already as full as prudence dictated.</p> + +<p>"That's because so far in life you've lived on +Easy Street," Lil Artha told him, "and never have +known what it meant to miss a single meal. Some +of us have gone a day without a bite, and we know +how it goes on an empty stomach. I warrant you +right now some woods animals are feeling that +way too, because they couldn't get around last +night as usual."</p> + +<p>It was strange that this casual remark on the +part of Lil Artha should be fully confirmed before +a great while had passed, and in a most convincing +fashion.</p> + +<p>Alec chanced to be the one fated to bring the +thing about. None of them meant to wander away +from camp until noon had come, and the warm sun +had had a chance to dry things out; but being a +little restless, and, moreover, inspired with a desire +to ascertain if any of those ill-fated trees had +fallen close to the camp, he picked up a heavy +walking stick and stepped out.</p> + +<p>"Be sure you don't go farther than you can hear +Lil Artha chopping with the ax," cautioned +Elmer, seeing him about to take a stroll; "and if +you fail to catch any sound, or need help, just give +a whoop. We'll answer right away."</p> + +<p>"Hoot, mon," said the Scotch lad, a bit sarcastically, +"d'ye ken I've cut me eye-teeth the while<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[140]</a></span> +as a scout? I'm observing all aboot me, and I find +it mair interesting than I ever believed could be +possible. I'm o'er glad now I made up my mind +to join the troop. Now I'll gang awa' and be verra +careful. And if some fearsome beastie jumps up +in front o' me ye'll hear me shout at the tap o' +my voice."</p> + +<p>He went away, still laughing, as though he +thought it a good joke. Lil Artha continued to ply +his ax industriously, meaning to lay by a good +store of firewood while at the job; though Elmer +warned him that task should really fall to the +greenhorns, since neither of them seemed to be +much of a cook, and it was only fair the various +duties about the camp should be impartially +shared alike by all the party.</p> + +<p>Hardly had ten minutes passed when the four +by the fire heard a shout. Elmer instantly answered +it, thinking, of course, that as Lil Artha +had dropped his ax Alec wanted some sound to +serve as a guide to locating the camp. To the +astonishment, and also consternation of the others, +they heard the Scotch lad calling:</p> + +<p>"Here's a hungry cat facing me, and growling +like everything. Aye, but he's wild to get at me, +and I don't know just what a braw scout should +do under the circumstances. Shall I gi'e the gillie +a rap o'er the head wi' me stick; or beat a retreat +like a wise general? I'm no' so taken wi' his looks +I confess that I'm wishin' to make his further<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[141]</a></span> +acquaintance. Hey; ye would bite me, eh? Tak' +that, then, and learn better manners!"</p> + +<p>Elmer snatched up another stick, while Lil +Artha darted over to the tent and immediately +reappeared bearing his trusty Marlin. They knew +what it meant to be attacked by an angry bobcat, +even if it was far in the morning, and these animals +usually hide during the better part of the +day, preferring the shades of night for their +prowling.</p> + +<p>Even as the pair started toward the spot, followed +in turn by George and Rufus, as soon as +the others could manage to find some sort of crude +weapon, they heard a most terrific crashing going +on. There were also short cries, now of pain and +again of momentary triumph, to tell how Alec was +progressing in his task of beating off the savage +attack of the hungry wildcat.</p> + +<p>There was no trouble in locating the spot where +all this disturbance was taking place; the scuffling +of Alec's feet, his jerky cries, and now and then +a plainly heard snarl from the enraged cat led +them as truly as the magnetic needle of the mariner's +compass points out the North Star.</p> + +<p>When they finally came in sight of the little +woods drama they were thrilled to see how the +brave Scotch lad managed to keep his four-footed +enemy at bay by means of his clever strokes with +his stick. Even as they looked he gave the beast +a good blow upon the head that rolled it over; but<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[142]</a></span> +instantly the cat was on its feet once more, and +leaping at him. The performance was repeated, +with the same result; but in case Alec failed in +his stroke, he stood a good chance of having the +animal land on his breast, when its claws and +teeth would do terrible damage.</p> + +<p>"Get the beast, Lil Artha!" cried Elmer, seeing +that even their bursting on the scene did not appear +to intimidate the enraged feline adversary +that Alec was battling with.</p> + +<p>He had hardly given the word than a report +sounded. Lil Artha had once been quite a smart +hunter, though of late his ambition to excel along +those lines had waned. On this occasion his aim +was particularly true, for the cat was seen to be +writhing on the ground, as though fatally injured. +Lil Artha immediately ran up and dispatched the +dying beast with several blows from a stone; for +although a hunter by instinct, Lil Artha could not +be cruel and see anything needlessly suffer.</p> + +<p>"I sure hated to have to do it the worst kind," +he told Elmer, as he looked down at the now quiet +beast, ferocious even in death, "because I reckon +now she's got kits somewhere near by, which was +what made her act so savage like. She smelled +the food in camp, and was sneaking around in +hopes of stealing something, when Alec, he +chanced to run across her, and I guess waved his +stick in a way she didn't just like. But I had to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[143]</a></span> +shoot her, and you thought the same, Elmer, you +know."</p> + +<p>"Yes, it couldn't be helped," the scout-master +told him, "and besides, a fellow need hardly ever +be ashamed of making way with a wildcat, because +they are mighty destructive to all game. Why, +this one beast would, in the course of a year, devour +more young partridges, quail, rabbits and +squirrels than half a dozen human hunters. And +besides, I was afraid she might get inside Alec's +guard, though he did swing that stick of his in +great fashion."</p> + +<p>"A few scratches is all the beastie managed to +gi'e me," admitted the still panting Alec, and then, +as he looked down on his now quiet adversary, he +shook his head, continuing: "faith I tauld ye to +tak yersil' awa' and leave me alone, but ye knew +best. I'm awfu' sorry ye had to be kilt, but it was +no fault o' mine."</p> + +<p>Elmer and Lil Artha exchanged satisfied +glances. They both felt that for a tenderfoot, +Alec had proven a credit to the troop, and this +was encouraging. After all, this outing seemed +bound to be the making of a couple of embryo +scouts; it would bring out whatever good qualities +they possessed, and show what sort of foundation +there might be for their immediate future.</p> + +<p>"Come back to camp with me right away, Alec," +Elmer told the other, who was still curiously examining +the dead cat, especially interested in its<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[144]</a></span> +savage looking claws and the cruel teeth that were +exposed in the snarl that death had set upon its +face. "I want to take a look at those same little +scratches you mention. They may appear harmless +enough, but many a fine hunter has died from +such simple things."</p> + +<p>Of course Alec was astounded. He stared hard +at his hands, and shook his head in a skeptical +way.</p> + +<p>"I ha'e nae doot but that ye knaw best, Elmer," +he finally said, "but would ye tell me the noo how +such a wee bit o' scratches could mean so much?"</p> + +<p>"Blood poisoning is apt to set in," explained the +other, readily enough, as he locked arms with +the Scotch lad and hurried him off toward the +camp. "You see, carnivorous animals that live +upon the flesh of their prey are apt to have their +claws contaminated. Even a slight abrasion +caused by those claws is impregnated with just so +much danger. Nothing might come of it; but +scouts believe in taking as little chances as possible. +I've got a phial of permanganate of potash +along for just such purposes, and we'll daub some +of it on. You'll resemble a wild Indian with the +splotches, for it stains a deep purple, but safety +first before looks."</p> + +<p>Indeed, Alec did look rather odd after his several +slight injuries had been duly attended to, for +Elmer did not spare the "painting."</p> + +<p>"I wish me mither could see me the noo,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[145]</a></span> +chuckled the Scotch boy, after he had surveyed his +mottled appearance in a tiny hand mirror one of +them had been thoughtful enough to fetch along. +"Ye ken, she's often tauld me aboot the Highland +chiefs in their war-paint in the gude auld days of +lang syne. I warran ye she'd think her son and +heir had copied after the McGregor, Rob Roy, ye +remimber, our outlaw ancestor."</p> + +<p>Lil Artha was to fetch along the defunct wildcat, +for it was designed to save the skin, and present +it, when properly tanned, to Alec, who could +use it in his den at home for a small mat. Every +time he looked down at it he must be forcibly +reminded of his stirring adventure, and it would +serve to encourage him in his endeavor to become +a first-class scout.</p> + +<p>It was perhaps half an hour afterwards that +Elmer heard voices, and looking toward the spot +where Lil Artha had been working with the pelt +of the bobcat, he was both surprised and thrilled +to discover that the long-legged scout was talking +with a small party in whom Elmer immediately +recognized Conrad Shock!</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[146]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XIII</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>A CALL FOR HELP</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">What's</span> this mean?" Elmer heard George saying, +which proved that the other had also discovered +Conrad's presence. "I reckon that must be +your Boy Wonder with the fiddle and the bow, +Elmer. Now, whatever brought him away over +here to visit us, do you think? Perhaps his folks +don't know that scouts are at home in the woods, +no matter what sort of gay storm crops up. +Mebbe now they were afraid some of us had suffered. +Well, it was nice of them to send a messenger, +anyhow."</p> + +<p>But Elmer was disposed to view the matter differently. +He could see that there was a look of +considerable apprehension visible on the peaked +face of Conrad. Elmer scented some kind of +trouble at once. The boy had sought them out, +possibly sent with a message by his mother.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha had entirely suspended operations +with the pelt which he had been engaged in fastening +to a crude but effective stretching board, +fashioned after the directions he had received<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[147]</a></span> +from the old scientist and trapper some of the +boys had visited a while before.<a name="FNanchor_B_2" id="FNanchor_B_2"></a><a href="#Footnote_B_2" class="fnanchor">[B]</a></p> + +<p>Lil Artha loved good music, in which he differed +from George. Hence he had felt considerable +interest in all Elmer told them about Conrad being +the direct descendant of the famous violinist, Ovid +Anderson, of whom he had often heard. He was +in truth quite eager himself to hear the child play, +though ready to take Elmer's word for it that +Conrad was the possessor of wonderful genius.</p> + +<p>As Elmer hastened toward the spot Lil Artha +looked around and discovered him.</p> + +<p>"Hi! here's your young friend come to hunt you +up, Elmer!" he called out. "He is just telling me +that his mother sent him. I hope now there's +nothing gone wrong over at their place. If we can +do anything, of course we'd be only too willing."</p> + +<p>The boy shot him a look of gratitude at hearing +Lil Artha say this. Then he turned eagerly +toward Elmer.</p> + +<p>"Mother sent me over to see you," he went on +to say in a voice that quivered a little despite his +manly effort to control his feelings.</p> + +<p>"I hope she isn't sick, Conrad?" ventured the +scout-master, anxiously.</p> + +<p>"No, it's father," the boy said after he had +gulped several times. "You see, he hasn't come +home; and we're so afraid something dreadful has +happened to him."</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[148]</a></span></p> +<p>Elmer looked doubly concerned.</p> + +<p>"Do you mean he was away from home during +that awful storm last night?" he went on to ask.</p> + +<p>The other nodded his head, and then managed +to explain further. Even the proximity of Elmer +seemed to have already done him much good; for +there was a certain atmosphere connected with +the resolute scout-leader that inspired the utmost +confidence.</p> + +<p>"He started to go to the lake that is farthest +away, for there are two small ones, you may not +know," Conrad explained. "He had some set lines +there that needed attention, and we wanted the +fish for eating, too. But father backed out once, +for he said he had wrenched his leg and felt a +little lame. But in the end he decided to start, +though mother didn't just like him to go."</p> + +<p>"About what time was that, Conrad?" asked +Elmer, in his methodical way, eager to grasp the +full details so he could figure out the answer.</p> + +<p>"Just about an hour before the storm came +along," the boy told him. "Father said he believed +it would hold off long enough for him to +get there and back, but his leg must have kept him +from walking as fast as he generally does. So +the storm broke, and we kept watching through +the window when we could see anything, for the +rain and the flying leaves. But night came, and +oh! what a night we had, mother and I. It never +seemed to end. I did fall asleep somehow, but<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[149]</a></span> +I don't believe she once shut her eyes—poor +mother."</p> + +<p>Elmer was fearful of the worst. A sturdy man +like Jem Shock, accustomed to buffeting the rough +storms to be met with in the woods of a summer, +was not likely to stay away from those he loved +unless something terrible had happened to him. +Elmer shivered as he remembered those dreadful +crashes in the depth of the forest, each signaling +the collapse of some mighty tree that had breasted +the gales of a century, perhaps, only to meet its +fate in the end.</p> + +<p>"And then your mother thought we might help +find your father, did she?" asked the sympathetic +Lil Artha; while the others crowded around, listening +with white faces to the conversation; for +even the two tenderfeet could realize how serious +the conditions must prove to be.</p> + +<p>"Yes, that is why I am here," said the manly +little fellow, whose correct manner of speech astonished +Lil Artha, himself apt to be more or less +"slangy," and even ungrammatical, in his careless +boyish way. "She knew of no one else close by +to turn to; and Elmer was so kind, she said. Oh! +please come with me, and help find father. We +are afraid that he was caught under one of the falling +trees; or he may have tripped in the darkness, +with that lame leg giving way under him, and +fallen into some terrible hole."</p> + +<p>Elmer's mind was of course made up on the instant.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">[150]</a></span> +Indeed, such an appeal never came to a +scout camp without being immediately accepted; +for every fellow who so proudly wears the khaki +has it implanted in his heart that he must eagerly +grasp such golden opportunities to prove his +worth, and be of assistance to those who are in +distress.</p> + +<p>Elmer knew, too, that he could depend on his +comrades to back him up. Lil Artha, of course, +must go along, for the tall scout's excellence as +a tracker was well known, and this might come in +very handy before their end was accomplished.</p> + +<p>Then it would be of more or less benefit to the +tenderfeet to have a share in his rescue work; +Elmer hailed the opportunity to increase their +fund of woodcraft knowledge with eagerness. +They could pick up more valuable points through +practical experience than by means of any books +or technical advice.</p> + +<p>As for George, he must stay by the camp. Elmer +remembered just then that George had been +limping, more or less, and complained of having +stubbed his toe since breakfast. Then it would +be best for him not to walk so far, or he might be +lamed for the balance of their stay in camp.</p> + +<p>The scout-master quickly explained his plan of +campaign. George, of course, frowned at first, +and took on the look of a martyr; but then that +was his customary way, and Elmer paid very little +attention to it except to say that "a stitch in time<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">[151]</a></span> +saves nine"; and that George might thank his +lucky stars he did not <i>have</i> to go along, but could +rest himself, and let that injured foot have a +chance to get well again.</p> + +<p>Conrad was wild for them to get started, and +so Elmer lost as little time as possible. Before +he went, however, he made sure to carry along +with him several things he thought might be +needed in case they found Jem with a broken leg—he +only hoped it would be no worse than that, for +many a man had had his back broken by the fall +of a tree.</p> + +<p>"Lil Artha, be sure not to forget the camp ax," +he called out.</p> + +<p>Of course that excited the curiosity of the two +greenhorns, and seeing the look of bewilderment +which they exchanged, Elmer took occasion to explain +just a little.</p> + +<p>"If Jem has been badly hurt in any way, and +lies several miles away from home," Elmer told +them, "we would want to make some sort of +stretcher so as to carry him back to his cabin. +A hatchet or an ax is indispensable under such +conditions; and you may have a chance to see just +how it's done."</p> + +<p>George saw them go away with a wry face, for +he did not like to be cheated out of any pleasure; +still, when he stepped around and found how his +foot hurt if he made any unusual exertion, he must<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">[152]</a></span> +have realized on second thoughts that Elmer knew +best.</p> + +<p>Elmer had an idea at first of getting Conrad +to head toward home, when they were well upon +the trail leading toward the lake, and which the +boy had said he could show them. Upon suggesting +such a thing, however, he immediately met +with a prompt refusal.</p> + +<p>"No, mother told me to take you to the second +lake, and I shall," Conrad said firmly. "Oh! I can +stand much more than you would believe; I am +stronger than I look. And I have been over the +trail with father, many times. What does a few +miles matter when father may be lying there, +and suffering terribly? Besides, mother depends +on me to take you there. What if you went alone +and could not find it, for, you see, it is hidden in +the woods, and not at all easy to see if you haven't +been over the trail before. He might lie there for +hours if that happened. So I must go."</p> + +<p>Of course that settled it. Elmer could not have +the heart to deny the lad the privilege he demanded. +Besides, he knew that on the whole it +would be much better for them to have some one +along who was acquainted with the lay of the land. +They might go astray, experienced though two of +them were in the secrets of woodcraft; for confusing +trails might deceive them, especially after +the storm had washed away Jem's late footprints.</p> + +<p>And so they hurried along. Little Conrad<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">[153]</a></span> +walked as though eager to even run; and more +than once Elmer had to restrain the anxious lad. +He saw that Conrad was worked up to a feverish +pitch that was not good for him; and accordingly +Elmer made it his business to try and reassure +the little fellow.</p> + +<p>"Depend on it we'll find your father, Conrad," +he went on to say in that steady tone of his that +carried weight, and could soothe even the most +troubled breast like "balm of Gilead," as Lil Artha +slily told Rufus, trotting along at his side. +"And the chances are a broken leg will be the extent +of his injuries. Why, he may not even be +so badly off as that, you know. Perhaps he was +called on to help some other unfortunate family +in that storm, and has been held up on that +account."</p> + +<p>But Conrad sadly shook his wise little head. +He knew Elmer only meant to encourage him; and +that even he could have little hope such a strange +thing had happened.</p> + +<p>"Oh! I'd like to believe that, Elmer," he said, +with half a sob, "but there is no other family near +enough for such a thing to happen. But I'm still +hoping for the best. Mother told me to keep thinking +that way. She will not believe he could be +taken away from us while we need him so much. +Yes, we must find him, poor, poor father!"</p> + +<p>All this while they were heading in a certain +direction that Elmer knew would, in due time, unless<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">[154]</a></span> +they changed their course, take them to the +cabin in the clearing, where he had met Conrad's +father and mother.</p> + +<p>Just as he expected, however, eventually the boy +brought them to a halt.</p> + +<p>"See," he called out, as he pointed ahead, +"there is where the trail lies. One way is home, +the other the first lake, with the second one farther +away. Now we must keep right on, and listen +as we go. I shall call out, too, ever so often, for +if he hears my voice and can answer he will let +us know where he lies."</p> + +<p>As they started to follow what was a plain trail, +every one had his senses on the alert, expecting +to make some sort of discovery sooner or later. +Rufus and the other tenderfoot scout were very +much excited. It was their first experience on +missionary work, and it gripped their hearts with +an intensity they may never have felt before.</p> + +<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTE:</h3> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_B_2" id="Footnote_B_2"></a><a href="#FNanchor_B_2"><span class="label">[B]</span></a> See "The Hickory Ridge Boy Scouts Storm-Bound."</p></div> +</div> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155">[155]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XIV</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>SCOUTS TO THE RESCUE</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Every</span> step they took now was carrying them +on toward the twin lakes that nestled amidst the +woods and valleys, their presence really unsuspected +by the vast majority of people living in +towns within thirty miles of the place. Elmer +himself was wild to try the fishing there, for he +fancied that the bass must be enormous fellows, +and as gamey as could be found anywhere. Lil +Artha, too, would be sure to want to make more +than one trip across country, and spend a few +hours casting in the almost virgin waters in the +solitudes where sportsmen had possibly seldom +invaded.</p> + +<p>Conrad kept up amazingly, but then it was love +that gave him additional strength, and Elmer +knew full well what that could do for any one. +Many times they heard some slight sound that +gave them a start, for their nerves being on edge +they imagined every such noise to be a feeble cry +for help. The snappy bark of a red squirrel as +he clung head downward to the lower trunk of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">[156]</a></span> +a tree, and watched the intruders of his sacred +realm; the sudden cawing of a startled crow; the +rasping cry of a bluejay; or it might be the distant +screech of an eagle poised above some fish-hawk +that had darted down and secured its dinner +which the bald-headed robber of the air +would snatch away from him presently, after a +swift pursuit upwards—all these they heard, and +many times did one of the greenhorns ask to be +told what it meant.</p> + +<p>Still nothing was seen or heard to indicate that +Jem Shock had been overtaken by a falling tree +while on his way from the first lake. They did +come across several such overthrown monarchs +of the forest that had fallen close to the trail; and +once the way was really blocked by a mass of +broken limbs, together with the heavy trunk of a +tree that had come crashing down.</p> + +<p>Conrad darted hastily forward before Elmer +could interfere, and was looking, oh, so eagerly, +and with such an expression of anxiety, for any +sign to indicate that the dear one he sought might +be lying under the wreckage.</p> + +<p>"Father, father!" he called out, with such a +plaintive ring to his voice that Rufus felt something +rising in his throat; while Alec McGregor +might have been seen to turn his head aside, and +then violently blow his nose, as though he had +taken cold.</p> + +<p>But there was no response. Elmer and Lil<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157">[157]</a></span> +Artha went all around the fallen tree, and even +crawled underneath the same to make positive +that Jem was not there. Finally even Conrad +became assured as to this, for he expressed an +eagerness to once more go on.</p> + +<p>So they proceeded. From the lay of the land, +and other signs that his quick eye caught, Elmer +guessed that they could not be far away from the +first lake. Perhaps he was guided somewhat in +making this decision by the sight of that fish-hawk +or osprey, which he knew would be apt to hover +over a body of water, since it must obtain its +whole sustenance from the lakes.</p> + +<p>"What's that glistening in the sunlight yonder, +Elmer?" suddenly asked Alec, who, it seemed, +possessed a pair of incredibly keen eyes.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha laughed.</p> + +<p>"That's one on us, Elmer," he remarked, "when +a tenderfoot is the first to discover the presence +of water. I reckon now, Alec, you've got the making +of a pretty good scout in you, if you stick at +it; and they do say the Scotch are the most persevering +chaps going. That's the lake, the first +one Conrad told us about, I should say."</p> + +<p>"Yes, that's the first one," hurriedly admitted +the boy, "and we'll soon reach its border. You +will say that it's a lovely little sheet of water, too. +Father told me he had never set eyes on one that +struck him as more beautiful. And I love to sit +and look out over it when the wind dimples the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">[158]</a></span> +surface, or it is so quiet that you can see a picture +all along the shore, with the trees reflected in the +water like a big looking-glass."</p> + +<p>"Then we'll have to call it Mirror Lake," said +Lil Artha, struck by the wonderful poetic way in +which the small boy described things, which may +in part have come to him through his mother.</p> + +<p>"Yes, that is what my mother calls it," Conrad +instantly told him; "for once she crossed over +with me to see the water. We shall be there very +soon now, in less than ten minutes I think."</p> + +<p>Nothing further occurred to startle them during +the balance of the time that was consumed in covering +the ground separating them from the shore +of the lake. When Elmer and his three comrades +found themselves staring out upon that wonderfully +clear and altogether charming body of water, +they felt that words must fail to describe it and +do justice. Elmer had looked upon a good many +pretty lakes, both large and small, but never one +the equal of this.</p> + +<p>As for Lil Artha, he knew now what would be +occupying considerable of his spare time during +the balance of their stay in camp. Why, even as +he looked he could see big bass "break" here and +there, as though they might be feeding on flies, +late though the season was. All the sporting +blood Lil Artha possessed was on fire at the sight. +He had resolved to give up much of his love for +hunting, because of the change that had taken<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">[159]</a></span> +place of late in his ideas concerning the cruelty of +such sport; but nothing would ever cause him to +lose that eager desire to match his wits and a +slender line with a fly attached to the leader +against the strength and cunning of a bronze-backed +black bass, and see which could win in the +struggle for supremacy.</p> + +<p>"Oh! listen, please!" exclaimed the boy, anxiously, +his very soul in his voice.</p> + +<p>"That was only a kingfisher calling," said Lil +Artha, who knew all about such things; "see, there +he flits across that little bayou, and perches on +the limb that overhangs the water. He's after his +dinner, I guess, and was calling to his mate. But +lead the way, Conrad, and we'll keep along after +you."</p> + +<p>They began to follow the uneven indentations +of the shore. Elmer knew that this must be the +favorite course taken by the fish poacher when +going to see what his set lines held. A plain trail +it was, and even Rufus or Alec might have followed +it most of the way; though at times they +would have hard work to pick it out, since the +heavy rain had washed things pretty badly.</p> + +<p>But Conrad knew where he was going, and just +at which point they were to turn their backs on +Mirror Lake, heading for its mate near by.</p> + +<p>"We'll like as not run across the intake or outlet +of this water," Lil Artha told the two new scouts, +"because, of course, the lakes are connected by<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160">[160]</a></span> +a little stream. And sure enough, there it is right +now."</p> + +<p>Both tenderfeet were visibly impressed with +this show of knowledge on the part of the elongated +scout. Doubtless they mentally determined +that eventually they too would be able to tell just +such things by using the power of deduction that +a scout's education puts into his head.</p> + +<p>Conrad turned sharply upon arriving at the +small stream. Elmer noticed that it ran <i>from</i> the +lake they were just in the act of leaving; and this +fact told him the other must set somewhat lower +down, and have an outlet of its own.</p> + +<p>All these things were interesting enough to fellows +who had made a habit of observing whatever +took place around them; nevertheless, Elmer +wished the main object of their coming might be +attained without much further loss of time. He +was himself beginning to grow exceedingly nervous +from the long-continued strain; and could understand +just how poor Conrad must feel.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha was more and more amazed to learn +what a wild bit of scenery lay within thirty miles +of the home town. He never would have believed +it possible, had he been told about it by any one; +but seeing is a convincing way of settling things, +and Lil Artha certainly knew he could depend on +his own eyes.</p> + +<p>Through small openings among the trees they +quickly caught glimpses of the other sheet of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_161" id="Page_161">[161]</a></span> +water. The second lake was about the same in +size as the first, but lacked of the wonderfully +rugged surroundings that made the other so +beautiful. Still, had they not set eyes on Mirror +Lake, the boys would have quickly called this one +a spot well worth a long tramp just to see, not to +mention its potentialities along the line of fishing.</p> + +<p>Once again they had come across a fallen tree +that lay close to the trail, even bridging the little +stream with its trunk, and forming a picture that +Elmer immediately resolved to take with his snapshot +camera before leaving the region.</p> + +<p>"Looks to me," remarked Rufus shrewdly, "as +if the old storm must have hit this particular section +a whole lot more violently than any place +we've struck so far. Right from where we stand +I can see three, yes, four trees that have been +uprooted, and tumbled over, all lying in the same +direction, too, which is odd, I should think."</p> + +<p>"Oh! that's a common occurrence," said Lil +Artha, "I've seen hundreds of fallen trees in a +place where a hurricane passed through the timber, +and they lay like a sheaf of matches, all in the +same identical direction. You see, the same wind +took them down, as it did here. But so far as I +can notice, there's no sign of anybody under this +tree; how about it, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"No, he wasn't here when this fellow crashed +down," admitted the other, in a satisfied tone.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">[162]</a></span> +"He had either passed farther along, or else had +not reached this place."</p> + +<p>"Then let's go on farther," pleaded Conrad.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha knew that their chances of finding +Jem were gradually getting less and less, as they +covered more of the ground he must have passed +over. He wondered what they should do if after +all their efforts they could manage to obtain no +trace of the missing man. Perhaps it would be +good policy to head for the cabin, in the hope that +since Conrad had left, his father might have managed +to make his way home, and consequently +they would find him there, too weak and exhausted +to start out again.</p> + +<p>"We must go around the lake, to make sure," +the boy was saying in a strained tone that cut +Elmer to the heart, because he could understand +how Conrad must be beginning to fear that his +father was dead, since he did not answer any of +his cries.</p> + +<p>As they began to circle the new sheet of water, +Conrad again lifted his childish treble and kept +calling that one word: "father!" He seemed to +have faith to believe that if only he could reach +the ears of Jem Shock, an answer of some kind +would be immediately forthcoming.</p> + +<p>Again his appeals were mocked by some of the +startled birds, unaccustomed to having their solitary +haunts invaded by two-legged creatures that +gave forth such doleful sounds. Step by step the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">[163]</a></span> +little party persevered along their course, following +the shore of the second lake. It was harder +going than before, because of the density of the +growth surrounding this body of water; but Conrad +kept along, always on the lookout for signs +or sounds that would assure him success was near +at hand.</p> + +<p>After all, it was Lil Artha who gave the word, +and he thrilled them when he went on to say:</p> + +<p>"I think I heard a voice just then, fellows, and +it seemed to come from over on the other side of +that little bayou just ahead of us. Get a good grip +on yourself, Conrad, because mebbe we're going +to find him right away."</p> + +<p>The boy was really beyond the power of making +any verbal reply, but the look he threw Lil +Artha, because of those cheering words, was full +of gratitude. To gain the other side of the indentation, +they must go around for quite some +distance. Conrad, too, had by now managed to +remember something; and finding his voice he +weakly remarked:</p> + +<p>"Oh, yes! I know now where we are. Father +told me he always had the best luck with a line +set from that point over there. The fish seem to +be larger than anywhere else about the lake, too. +Oh! and I can see that there is another big tree +down, right in sight!"</p> + +<p>Elmer knew that this was so, for he himself had<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">[164]</a></span> +already made the same significant discovery. He +raised his voice and gave a lusty shout.</p> + +<p>"Jem—Jem Shock, are you there?" was what +he called.</p> + +<p>Then they all listened eagerly. A woodpecker +tapped noisily on a dead stump; but even the +breeze seemed to temporarily stop rustling +through the tops of the tall trees, as though sympathizing +with their anxiety, and bent on giving +all possible chances for their hearing any reply +to this hail.</p> + +<p>"There, somebody answered you, Elmer," +snapped Rufus, delightedly.</p> + +<p>"We've found him," said Elmer, gravely. "Be +brave now, my boy," as he laid a hand affectionately +on the shoulders of poor trembling Conrad. +"For one thing, he's alive, and that's enough to be +thankful for."</p> + +<p>"Yes, oh! yes, I <i>am</i> thankful!" cried the boy, +"but please hurry, Elmer. Oh! what he must have +suffered; but he <i>did</i> answer you, didn't he, and +so he must be alive! Poor father. We're coming!" +he tried to call aloud, though the effort only +resulted in a screech; "I'm here, father, your own +Conrad! Mother sent me to find you. Just be +patient, and we'll soon reach you. Oh! if only +I had wings how glad I would be!"</p> + +<p>Elmer and Lil Artha led the way. They quickly +started around the tongue of marshy land bordering +the little bay, for the ground was low there;<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">[165]</a></span> +and doubtless the natural outlet of the twin lakes +would be discovered somewhere in that section, the +scouts concluded.</p> + +<p>Now they were advancing upon the fallen tree. +They could see it was a big one, and that it reached +almost to the water's edge as it lay there, a derelict +of the recent storm.</p> + +<p>Every eye was keenly on the alert to discover +a first sign of the unfortunate poacher who had +been caught, not by the stern hand of the law, but +through a freak of the storm, and pinned to the +ground, so that he was utterly helpless to free +himself from the toils.</p> + +<p>Then Conrad gave a sudden shriek.</p> + +<p>"I see him!" was the burden of his shrill cry. +"Oh! there, he moved and tried to wave his hand +at me! Elmer, did you see him do that? He's +really alive, and that is enough for me!"</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">[166]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XV</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>RUFUS MAKES A STAND</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">They</span> were quickly at the tree, for every one +just had to keep up with Conrad, who fairly flew +along, such was his eagerness. Elmer saw immediately +that they had a pretty tough job before +them, for the tree in falling had caught Jem Shock +fairly and squarely in a trap. A good-sized limb +bore him down so that he could hardly do more +than breathe.</p> + +<p>His face was streaked with blood from various +scratches, and so he looked considerably worse +than might otherwise have been the case. At sight +of Conrad, however, he actually smiled, which was +enough to prove what a hold the lad had upon the +father's heart.</p> + +<p>"We'll get you out of that in short order, Jem," +said Elmer, promptly. "You see, we fetched our +ax along for just such a purpose. Lil Artha, get +busy, and start a cross-cut of this limb. Strike +in about here. I'll spell you if you want me to."</p> + +<p>"Shucks! watch the chips fly, that's all!" jeered +the tall fellow, as he immediately set to work; and +the lively ring of steel smiting hard wood rang<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">[167]</a></span> +through the aisles of the adjacent forest as well +as out upon the water of the second lake, where +a loon was swimming, and watching these newcomers +suspiciously.</p> + +<p>Elmer noted the fact that the limb seemed to +have fallen directly across only one of Jem's legs, +a rather peculiar circumstance, by the way, he +considered. There was not the least doubt in his +mind but that the leg must have been broken; +indeed, he could already see that this was so. Apparently, +then, they must be ready to make that +stretcher which had already been mentioned to +the greenhorns; but then such a task presented +few real difficulties to experienced scouts, trained +in all the ways of the woods, where every one had +to <i>know</i> how to do things.</p> + +<p>Conrad was fondling his father, who had one +free arm about the shoulders of the little chap. +No doubt Conrad took occasion to tell Jem how +kind these new friends of his had been, and how +readily they had responded to his appeal for assistance.</p> + +<p>The scout-master wondered just how Jem would +take it. That proud spirit of his was bound to +show itself. He might feel indebted to the others, +and not mind so much, but to realize that one of +his rescuers was the son and heir of the very +Snodgrass whom he believed he had such abundant +cause to despise and hate, would gall him, and +"cut to the quick."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">[168]</a></span></p> + +<p>Yes, Elmer, watching, could see the different +shades of feeling crossing the strong face of the +injured man, just as sometimes he had observed +clouds chasing athwart the blue sky in fleecy array. +Love for the child; pain because of his injury +and long wait there by the lakeside; suspicion +concerning the presence of Rufus Snodgrass, and +something like genuine gratitude toward the rest +of the scouts—all these varying emotions Elmer +could detect as they passed in review across the +face of the other.</p> + +<p>In the endeavor to take Jem's thoughts from +his late precarious condition, Elmer now started +to talk with him, asking how it happened that a +woodsman of his long experience should be caught +by a falling tree in a storm.</p> + +<p>The man laughed a bit harshly, as though disgusted +with himself.</p> + +<p>"It was an accident, pure and simple, boy," he +went on to say. "Jem Shock never believed he +would be caught like a rat in a trap; but I ducked +the wrong way, my foot slipped, and before I +could recover I was down. So I've lain here for +hours, hoping my Conrad might come along, for +he knew about the lakes, and where I went to look +after my fish-lines. I never once thought about +you boys. Yes, I'm glad, of course, you came, because +Conrad never could have got me out alone; +only it hurts me to be beholden to <i>his</i> son."</p> + +<p>And Rufus, hovering near by, heard this. His<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169">[169]</a></span> +face flushed painfully, and he bit his lips until +the blood came, while his eyes flashed indignantly. +With an effort, however, he managed to get a grip +on himself. Perhaps it was the look he caught +on the face of the scout-master that brought this +about. At any rate, when Rufus spoke, his voice +was fairly calm; and, moreover, there was a note +of entreaty in it.</p> + +<p>"Jem Shock," he said, in thrilling tones, while +the methodical "chunk" of Lil Artha's ax told how +its sharp edge was biting deeply into the hard +wood of that limb by which the man was pinned +down, "please listen to me. I can understand just +how you must feel while you believe my father +did you a great wrong. I don't blame you a particle +either, for feeling mean toward him. But +you must know that sometimes terrible mistakes +do happen, and that even the best of men may +blunder. I tell you I am dead sure such a thing +came about, and that at this day my father is +utterly unconscious of the fact that you believe +he wronged you."</p> + +<p>"Not quite that, youngster," said the man +grimly. "He knows before now what my opinion +of Hiram Snodgrass is; because, after I learned +that he'd come to a town near by to live, I sent +him a letter."</p> + +<p>Rufus refused to be disconcerted by this startling +intelligence.</p> + +<p>"All right," he said, "I'm real glad you did,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">[170]</a></span> +Jem. My father ought to know what a cloud his +name is under. I meant to tell him all about it +myself just as soon as I got home from this trip. +Make your mind up you'll hear from him before +long, Jem. He'll never rest easy until he's investigated +the thing to the bottom, and found out +the whole truth. If some men bamboozled you, +and let you believe he was in the bunch, my father'll +fix them, all right. They'll do the right +thing by you when <i>he</i> gets after them with a sharp +stick, or I'll eat my head. I guess I ought to +know my dad better than anybody else could, +and he's straight as a die, even if he is a real +estate speculator."</p> + +<p>Elmer was visibly impressed with the splendid +way in which Rufus stood up for his father. He +only hoped the elder Snodgrass might prove to be +just the kind of man the boy claimed. Jem Shock, +too, could not but be somewhat affected by the +sturdy championship of the accused man's cause; +though a sneer found a place on his blood-streaked +face, and his eye still showed signs of coldness and +unbelief.</p> + +<p>At least, he allowed the subject to drop as +though he did not wish to say anything further +in that line, which was so unpleasant. He confined +himself to petting Conrad, and giving Lil +Artha further directions as to just how to finish +his task; for, as a competent woodsman, Jem +Shock knew all about the use of an ax. Elmer<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">[171]</a></span> +could see that, despite his agonizing condition, the +man had kept his wits about him.</p> + +<p>Finally, the limb separated, and after that the +boys, by uniting their strength, were enabled to +raise the portion that still held Jem pinned down. +He wriggled free, although the pain was so great +that he almost fainted.</p> + +<p>After that, Elmer took charge again. Water +was brought, and a fire made to warm it in the pail +Alec had been told to carry along. Once it was +heated, Elmer proceeded to cleanse first Jem's +face, so that he might not look so terribly grim; +and after that he started to get at the broken leg.</p> + +<p>He found that it was indeed pretty serious, for +it had swollen dreadfully on account of the neglect; +but Elmer was a pretty good amateur surgeon, +as his chums all knew, and understood just +how to go about setting the fractured bone, after +carefully washing the limb.</p> + +<p>Alec and Rufus had their hands full just about +that time. They did not want to lose a single +thing of all that was going on around them, and +were often called upon by Elmer to lend a helping +hand. It was noticeable that Rufus was always +the one to do this. Jem seemed to visibly shrink +from the touch of the boy's fingers, as though they +affected him somehow; but even this aversion +failed to prevent Rufus from persevering. Evidently, +he was determined that Jem should know +that the Snodgrass family did not have all the bad<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">[172]</a></span> +traits with which he, Jem, had in his mind endowed +them; and, besides, Rufus was bound to +keep in close touch with the man who had so long +believed ill of his father.</p> + +<p>It pleased Elmer more than a little to notice +this trait in the tenderfoot. He believed Rufus +had the making of a good scout, and that association +with the other fellows of the troop would +in time serve to cast out the bad traits in his character +mainly produced through the mistaken +weakness of his adoring mother, who had always +given in to his every whim.</p> + +<p>But the wonderfully clever way in which Elmer +managed to handle that broken leg, and then bind +it up carefully, was not the only thing Rufus and +Alec had to watch in their ardent desire to acquire +practical knowledge of what a scout should know.</p> + +<p>There was the industrious Lil Artha, working +away like a trooper, and making a rude but amply +sufficient stretcher, on which the wounded man +could recline, while four sturdy boys bore him +toward his home, since it would be utterly impossible +for Jem to even hobble, with that injured +limb under him.</p> + +<p>Both greenhorns watched the stretcher grow, +and marveled at the skill displayed by the accomplished +Lil Artha, who felt proud to be the one +to show them how easy it was for a fellow who had +been taught to bring his knowledge into play when +the emergency arose.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">[173]</a></span></p> + +<p>Finally everything was done. Elmer had bound +the leg up so firmly that Jem was full of praise for +his work.</p> + +<p>"I want to say that you boys sure know your +business," he told Elmer, still refusing to look +at the persistent Rufus, who continued to hover +near him, despite all these rebuffs, for he was a +stubborn fellow, it seemed, and would not abandon +his plans easily. "I've heard some about +scouts, and thought they didn't amount to much, +but I reckon I'll have to change my mind after this. +A regular sawbones couldn't have done the job +neater, Elmer. I'm thanking you for it too; and +I calculate that a lot Conrad's been telling us +about you must be true."</p> + +<p>"Oh! it is, father, it is!" ejaculated the pleased +boy, with tears in his eyes. "Elmer is just a grand +fellow; and besides, he promised me that I'd get +a chance to be taught by some one who would know +what to do with me. You'll not set your foot down +on that, will you, father?"</p> + +<p>The man smiled grimly, though this changed +to a tender look as he smoothed the fair hair of +his little son.</p> + +<p>"We'll see, Conrad, we'll see," he told him. +"Just now it don't look like I could set one of my +feet down on anything for a month or more. But +they're going to have a hard job of it getting a +heavy man like me all the way home."</p> + +<p>"Oh! don't you worry about that, Jem Shock!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">[174]</a></span> +sang out Lil Artha, blithely enough; "we know +just how to go about it; and besides, it isn't going +to be such a very tough task divided among four +of us. Now, Rufus, you can take the upper left +end, and I'll look after the right. Elmer and Alec +will manage the foot of the stretcher easy +enough."</p> + +<p>Rufus shot him a look of gratitude, showing that +he readily understood how the wise Lil Artha had +purposely allotted him one of the holds that would +be apt to keep him as close to Jem's face as possible. +The elongated scout evidently considered +it good policy to force Jem to grow accustomed +to the proximity of a Snodgrass; while familiarity +is said to often breed contempt, in this case Lil +Artha meant that it should be the cause of a growing +confidence.</p> + +<p>So they gaily started forth. Conrad ran alongside, +and at times persisted in keeping hold of his +father's hand. He would now and then utter +words calculated to cheer the other up, as though +he feared that the strain of the trip, on top of his +father's condition after lying there so long unattended, +might cause him to show signs of a +relapse.</p> + +<p>But they got along famously. The first lake was +soon reached and put behind them. Lil Artha +cast several longing glances over his shoulder as +they left, and it did not need the aid of a prophet +to tell that he was making up his mind to be back<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">[175]</a></span> +there the first thing in the morning, to test the +voracity of the bass fighters that dwelt in those +waters.</p> + +<p>Following the plain trail, they continued to put +much ground between themselves and the spot +where they had found Jem. The man bore the +journey well, all things considered, though many +times Elmer could see him compress his jaws as +if to better stand the acute pain that shot through +his bruised body.</p> + +<p>So they finally drew near the clearing where the +cabin stood. Elmer, who had been there once +before, as will be remembered, saw familiar signs +to tell him of this fact, for he had impressed certain +landmarks on his memory.</p> + +<p>"Oh, listen!" suddenly exclaimed Conrad, "I hear +voices, and they are men talking, too, strangers. +What can it mean, father?"</p> + +<p>The man on the stretcher winced painfully, and +then smiled grimly.</p> + +<p>"Well, things generally come with a rush, Conrad," +he said. "There are some men that have +been wanting to interview me for a long time now. +I reckon they've found the nerve to come away +up here, just to see what's going on. But they've +got to have proof in order to convict a man of +poaching game out of season. Anyhow, I'm in no +condition to resist now; and I don't believe they'll +stir up any evidence around the cabin. Woods +mutton is scarce these days."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176">[176]</a></span></p> + +<p>It was Rufus who now uttered a cry.</p> + +<p>"There, I can see several men now in front of +a cabin," he went on to say, "and oh! as sure as +you live, one of them is my own father! Do you +hear that, Jem Shock, the Snodgrass you've been +believing cheated you in a land deal has come +straight up here to see you just as soon as he got +that letter of yours. Does that look like guilt, tell +me? Oh! something is going to happen, and before +long you'll be changing your mind about the +Snodgrass tribe!"</p> + +<p>Quickening their pace, the little procession hastened +to reach the cabin, where several men stood +watching their coming, with both wonder and interest +showing on their faces. The good wife ran +out to meet them, and was soon crying copiously +over the figure on the stretcher, though Jem told +her it was all right, and not to worry.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[177]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XVI</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>"ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL!"</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">It</span> was a moment of considerable suspense to +the boys when Mr. Snodgrass, bustling forward, +looked down at the injured man. Jem with +clinched teeth glared up at him, but said nothing, +waiting for the other to speak.</p> + +<p>"I'm sorry to see you hurt in this way, Jem," +said the magnate. "Just as soon as I received +your letter I went to the city, and had a little +heart-to-heart talk with Messrs. Bolten and Hall, +my former partners in that real-estate deal of +some years ago. I threatened them with immediate +prosecution if they did not own up to deceiving +both of us; and Jem, here they are ready +to eat humble pie, and make good that property +they defrauded you out of some years ago. Fool +that I was never to have suspected the truth; but +thank Heaven, it isn't too late yet. We'll soon fix +this thing; and after they've made good, Jem +Shock, I'm going to offer you my check for fifty +thousand dollars for that land of yours; because +it's doubled in value since you let it pass from +your hands."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178">[178]</a></span></p> + +<p>Rufus fairly beamed with happiness.</p> + +<p>"What did I tell you, Jem Shock?" he burst out +with. "I knew my father wouldn't stand for a +crooked real estate deal. He's proud of the record +he's made, and lots of people think he's the only +honest land speculator there is. And now perhaps +you will shake hands with him, Jem; yes, +and with me, too. The Snodgrasses aren't so <i>very</i> +bad a tribe, once you get to know them."</p> + +<p>Jem had some difficulty in grasping the wonderful +change that had come about in his financial +condition, when later on the two real estate men +admitted that they had played a sharp trick upon +him, for which they were genuinely sorry—Lil +Artha winked several times very hard when he +heard them say this, and thought of "alligator's +tears."</p> + +<p>Jem even offered his hand to the man he had +for years been condemning as an unworthy friend, +and a treacherous dealer in land.</p> + +<p>Conrad was the happiest little fellow imaginable. +He would run from his father to Elmer and +pat their hands; then back again to kiss his +mother, and possibly shake hands with Lil Artha, +Alec and Rufus.</p> + +<p>"It's all happened because of the scouts coming +up here to camp," he said in the midst of his great +joy. "Oh! what don't we owe to you, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"He fixed my broken leg as fine as any army surgeon +could have done, for one thing," admitted<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[179]</a></span> +Jem Shock, now looking as though a great load +had been taken off his shoulders; "and for that +alone I could always remember the boy. Yes, it's +been a great day for all of us. I'm glad now that +tree caught me, and all the time I lie around waiting +for the bone to knit, I'll be saying that I got +just what I deserved for thinking evil of any +man."</p> + +<p>"None of that, Jem," said Mr. Snodgrass, with +more or less asperity. "You were justified in holding +hard feelings toward me, and thinking me a +scoundrel. For once in my life I allowed a pair +of precious knaves to dupe me, and never suspected +how matters stood until I had your letter. +But I forced them to make restitution. I stood +ready to land them both behind the bars if they +refused."</p> + +<p>Messrs. Bolten and Hall had departed before +this was said, pleading an important engagement, +and promising to do anything else Mr. Snodgrass +demanded, so long as he kept his word not to make +the affair public, as it would ruin their legitimate +business to have it known that they had been concerned +in one big shady deal. Doubtless their ears +must have burned as they retraced their way in +the direction of the car that had brought them +from the distant station; but then, since all was +now well, even Jem Shock could forgive them.</p> + +<p>While Mr. Snodgrass spent two days in camp +with the boys, he had plenty of chances of hearing<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180">[180]</a></span> +Conrad play, for the boy kept his promise to +come over with his wonderful Stradivarius violin, +and charm them with his magical music. The +gentleman agreed with Elmer that the child was +very precocious, and had the "touch" that had +made his grandfather illustrious.</p> + +<p>"It would be a great crime," he said, "if such +wonderful genius failed to find expression. If +his father was unable to send him to the right +master I'd certainly insist on it myself. And between +us, boys, I'm determined on forcing Jem +Shock to allow me to advance all the funds needed +to put Conrad where he belongs. It's the only +way I can make up in part for my unconscious +share in his troubles."</p> + +<p>Later on this same thing was arranged, and +Conrad, it is needless to say, is at present studying +hard under the best violin teacher in New York. +Those who watch his career are loud in their +praise, and say that when his time comes to appear +in public, all such stars as Elman, Kreisler +and Maud Powell will have to take a "back seat."</p> + +<p>Of course since George had not been present +when all these wonderful events came about, the +others were forced to give him every possible opportunity +to learn the exciting details. He asked +a thousand questions, and heard the whole story +told over and over again, from the time the expedition +left camp up to the unexpected meeting<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[181]</a></span> +between Jem and Mr. Snodgrass, and the humbling +of the pair of precious real estate sharks.</p> + +<p>Indeed, it usually did take several tellings to +convince so skeptical a fellow as Doubting George, +especially when there was something quite out of +the common going on.</p> + +<p>The balance of the scouts' stay in camp up at +Raccoon Bluff was filled with all sorts of good +times. Lil Artha went fishing over at the twin +lakes, and came back with as heavy a load of fish +as he could stagger under. He announced that +never before in all his varied experience had he +known such gallant fighters as those bronzed-backed +warriors of Mirror Lake. His arms fairly +ached from reeling them in; and he would never +forget what a glorious morning he had had there. +Of course this caused Elmer also to long to wet +a line; and as Alec expressed a desire to see how +the thing was done over in America—he had actually +caught a big salmon once upon a time in +a Scotch loch—he insisted on going along.</p> + +<p>This was only a part of the glorious times they +enjoyed. Rufus even got busy again with his surveyor's +outfit, and did a little more work, just +to "keep his hand in," he said; but as Alec had +other things on the programme that he fancied +much better than "running a line," or "slashing" +through a thicket with an ax and bush hook, he +absolutely balked on giving up much more time +to that sort of thing.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">[182]</a></span></p> + +<p>They took pictures, and Elmer made sure to +get one of the tree that in falling had arched the +streamlet in such a remarkable way. Elmer also +tried a few night exposures, catching some of the +prowling 'coons in the act of stealing bait from +a trap set so that when the trigger was sprung +there would be a flashlight exposure, and the +startled little animal would really take its own +picture, being "caught in the act."</p> + +<p>Besides they paid many visits to Jem's cabin, +always carrying over heaps of good things to eat, +despite the protests of Conrad's mother. Elmer +explained that greedy George had deceived Rufus, +who provided the provender for the week's campaign; +and that consequently they had brought +enough along to last a whole month; which they +hated to "tote" back again, and so wished her to +accept a few trifles, because Jem would not be +able to be moved for some weeks, and hence no +supplies could be laid in.</p> + +<p>Conrad, of course, always played for them, and +even George, whose ear for music was not of the +best, for he rather preferred ragtime to "classical +stuff," admitted that the little fellow did wield +a magical bow, and could fairly make that "fiddle +talk" when he got down to serious business.</p> + +<p>They saw no more ferocious wildcats, though +for several nights after the storm, Rufus complained +that he was kept awake by some sort of +plaintive mewing, though he was unable to exactly<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_183" id="Page_183">[183]</a></span> +locate the sounds. Elmer feared that this might +be caused by a kitten left behind by the cat Lil +Artha had been compelled to slay in order to save +Alec from rough clawing. He even hunted around +during the daytime, hoping to find the small beast, +but was unable to do so. Finally, the mewing was +heard no more; from which they concluded that +the kitten had either succumbed to hunger, or else, +being fairly able to provide for itself, had departed +for other fields.</p> + +<p>The 'coons, however, afforded the campers no +end of amusement by their curious antics. George +gave it as his opinion that whoever named that +particular section of country Raccoon Bluff knew +his business, for never had he seen one half so +many of the "bushy-tails" as during their stay +there.</p> + +<p>They proved to be great pests in the bargain, +stealing whatever cooked food was left over; and +becoming so tame, that it was a common occurrence +to have several prowling around at any time +of the day; while at night one of the campers +found it necessary to rush out of the tent several +times during the period of darkness in order to +"shoo" the impudent rascals away.</p> + +<p>Mr. Snodgrass had enjoyed himself heartily +during the parts of two days he stayed with the +boys. He expressed deep regret that pressing +demands of business caused him to start back to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_184" id="Page_184">[184]</a></span> +town, Rufus seeing him safely to the nearest station, +some six miles distant, as the crow flies.</p> + +<p>And from what they all saw of Mr. Snodgrass +during his stay, the others were inclined to believe +Rufus knew what he was talking about when he +so boldly told Jem Shock that his father was as +"honest as the day was long," and "the best man +that ever lived." Elmer concluded that any father +who had so lived that his boy believes this of him +has a right to be proud, and feel that "example is +much better than precept." Too many fathers, +Elmer realized, act upon the theory that a boy can +maintain his respect for his parent who advises +him to "do as I say, not as I do."</p> + +<p>When finally the time came for breaking camp, +the two tenderfeet felt sure they had made giant +strides along the road that led to their goal—the +distinction of becoming a first-class scout. They +had learned innumerable things since leaving +home; indeed, life looked altogether different +nowadays, because they saw ten interesting things +where before there had appeared but one. And +the thirst for knowledge had gripped them so +that never again would either Rufus or Alec be +content to plod along as before, "seeing things +as through a glass darkly," and not more than +half comprehending what wonders surround boys +of today on every side, if only they have the +vision to notice and comprehend.</p> + +<p>There is really no need for us to accompany<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_185" id="Page_185">[185]</a></span> +Elmer, George, Lil Artha and the tenderfoot +squad home again. But the story of their achievements +while up there in camp at Raccoon Bluff +will always make a bright page in the annals of +the Hickory Ridge Boy Scouts. Of course we expect +to meet these good friends again at no far +distant day, in the pages of another volume, +wherein may be detailed further of their interesting +and often thrilling adventures. 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