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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 <a href = "http://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a></pre> +<p>Title: Great Hike</p> +<p> or, The Pride of the Khaki Troop</p> +<p>Author: Alan Douglas</p> +<p>Release Date: December 14, 2011 [eBook #38307]</p> +<p>Language: English</p> +<p>Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1</p> +<p>***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK GREAT HIKE***</p> +<p> </p> +<h3>E-text prepared by<br /> + Stephen Hutcheson, Rod Crawford, Dave Morgan, Emmy,<br /> + and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team<br /> + (http://www.pgdp.net)</h3> +<p> </p> +<hr class="full" /> +<p> </p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 369px;"> +<img src="images/cover.jpg" width="369" height="600" alt="Cover" title="" /> +</div> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<div class='adtitle2'><span class="smcap">The Hickory Ridge Boy Scouts</span></div> + +<div class='center'>A SERIES OF BOOKS FOR BOYS<br /> + +By Capt. Alan Douglas, Scout-master<br /> +——————</div> + + +<div class='unindent'><b><span class='big'>The Campfires of the Wolf Patrol</span></b></div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Their first camping experience affords the scouts splendid opportunities to use +their recently acquired knowledge in a practical way. Elmer <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'Chenoweth'">Chenowith</ins>, a lad +from the northwest woods, astonishes everyone by his familiarity with camp +life. A clean, wholesome story every boy should read.</p></div> + + +<div class='unindent'><b><br /><span class='big'>Woodcraft; or, How a Patrol Leader Made Good</span></b></div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>This tale presents many stirring situations in which the boys are called upon to +exercise ingenuity and unselfishness. A story filled with healthful excitement.</p></div> + + +<div class='unindent'><b><br /><span class='big'>Pathfinder; or, The Missing Tenderfoot</span></b></div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Some mysteries are cleared up in a most unexpected way, greatly to the credit +of our young friends. A variety of incidents follow fast, one after the other.</p></div> + + +<div class='unindent'><b><br /><span class='big'>Fast Nine; or, a Challenge from Fairfield</span></b></div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>They show the same team-work here as when in camp. The description of the +final game with the team of a rival town, and the outcome thereof, form a stirring +narrative. One of the best baseball stories of recent years.</p></div> + + +<div class='unindent'><b><br /><span class='big'>Great Hike; or, The Pride of The Khaki Troop</span></b></div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>After weeks of preparation the scouts start out on their greatest undertaking. +Their march takes them far from home, and the good-natured rivalry of the +different patrols furnishes many interesting and amusing situations.</p></div> + + +<div class='unindent'><b><br /><span class='big'>Endurance Test; or, How Clear Grit Won the Day</span></b></div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Few stories "get" us more than illustrations of pluck in the face of apparent +failure. Our heroes show the stuff they are made of and surprise their most ardent +admirers. One of the best stories Captain Douglas has written.</p></div> + + +<div class='unindent'><b><br /><span class='big'>Under Canvas; or, The Hunt for the Cartaret Ghost</span></b></div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>It was hard to disbelieve the evidence of their eyes but the boys by the +exercise of common-sense solved a mystery which had long puzzled older heads.</p></div> + + +<div class='unindent'><b><br /><span class='big'>Storm-bound; or, a Vacation Among the Snow Drifts</span></b></div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>The boys start out on the wrong track, but their scout training comes to the +rescue and their experience proves beneficial to all concerned.</p></div> + +<div class='center'>——————</div> +<div class='center'><b><br /> +Boy Scout Nature Lore to be Found in The Hickory Ridge Boy<br /> +Scout Series, all illustrated:—<br /> +</b></div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Wild Animals of the United States—Tracking—Trees and Wild Flowers of the +United States—Reptiles of the United States—Fishes of the United States—Insects +of the United States and Birds of the United States.</p></div> + +<div class='center'>————————————<br /> +<i>Cloth Binding</i> <i>Cover Illustrations in Four Colors</i> <i>40c. Per Volume</i><br /> +————————————<br /> +<br /> +<b>THE NEW YORK BOOK COMPANY</b><br /> +<b>201 EAST 12th STREET</b> <b>NEW YORK</b><br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h1>GREAT HIKE<br /> + +<span class='small'>OR</span><br /> + +<span class="smcap">The Pride of the Khaki Troop</span></h1> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class='bbox'> +<div class='center'>COMPLETE ROSTER, WHEN THE<br /> +PATROLS WERE FILLED, OF<br /> +<br /> +<span class='big'>THE HICKORY RIDGE TROOP</span><br /> +<span class='big'>OF BOY SCOUTS</span><br /> +<br /> +<span class="smcap">MR. RODERIC GARRABRANT, Scout Master</span><br /> +<br /> +—————<br /><br /></div> + +<div class='center'>THE WOLF PATROL<br /> + +<span class="smcap">Elmer Chenowith</span>, Patrol Leader, and also +Assistant Scout Master</div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Wolf Patrol"> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Mark Cummings</span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 1em;"><span class="smcap">Ted (Theodore) Burgoyne</span></span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Toby (Tobias) Ellsworth Jones</span></span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 3em;"><span class="smcap">"Lil Artha" (Arthur) Stansbury</span></span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 4em;"><span class="smcap">Chatz (Charles) Maxfield</span></span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 5em;"><span class="smcap">Phil (Philip) Dale</span></span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 6em;"><span class="smcap">George Robbins</span></span></td></tr> +</table></div> + + +<div class='center'><br />THE BEAVER PATROL<br /> + +<span class="smcap">Matty (Matthew) Eggleston</span>, Patrol Leader</div> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Beaver patrol"> +<tr><td align='left'><span class="smcap">"Red" (Oscar) Huggins</span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 1em;"><span class="smcap">Ty (Tyrus) Collins</span></span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Jasper Merriweather</span></span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 3em;"><span class="smcap">Tom Cropsey</span></span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 4em;"><span class="smcap">Larry (Lawrence) Billings</span></span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 5em;"><span class="smcap">Hen (Henry) Condit</span></span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 6em;"><span class="smcap">Landy (Philander) Smith</span></span></td></tr> +</table></div> + + +<div class='center'><br />THE EAGLE PATROL<br /> + + +<span class="smcap">Jack Armitage</span>, Patrol Leader<br /> +<span class="smcap">Nat (Nathan) Scott</span><br /> +<br /> + +<span class='small'>(OTHERS TO BE ENLISTED UNTIL THIS PATROL HAS<br /> +REACHED ITS LEGITIMATE NUMBER)</span></div> +</div> +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 410px;"> +<img src="images/hickory5frontis.png" width="410" height="500" alt=". . . and presently they followed on their motor cycles." title="" /> +<span class="caption">. . . and presently they followed on their motor cycles.</span> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/adtitle1.png" width="500" height="113" alt="THE HICKORY RIDGE BOY SCOUTS" title="" /> +</div> + +<h1>GREAT HIKE<br /> + +<span class='small'>OR</span><br /> + +<span class="smcap">The Pride of the Khaki Troop</span></h1> + +<div class='center'><br /><span class='small'>BY</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">Captain</span> Alan Douglas<br /> + +<span class='small'>SCOUT MASTER</span><br /><br /><br /></div> + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100px;"> +<img src="images/emblem.png" width="100" height="103" alt="Emblem" title="" /> +</div> + + +<div class='center'><br /><br /><br /> +THE NEW YORK BOOK COMPANY<br /> +NEW YORK<br /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> + +<div class='copyright'> +<span class="smcap">Copyright, 1913, by</span><br /> +THE NEW YORK BOOK COMPANY<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">The Talk in an Apple Tree</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_17">17</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>II.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Jasper's Idea Takes Root</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_25">25</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>III.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">As the Clock in the Tower Boomed Six</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">Signs of Trouble</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_41">41</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>V.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">The Motorcycle Squad</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_49">49</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>VI.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Getting in a Rut</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_57">57</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>VII.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">In Hot Pursuit</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_65">65</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>VIII.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Twenty-seven Miles from Hickory Ridge and Home</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_73">73</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>IX.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Nearing the Crisis</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_81">81</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>X.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Found at Last</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_89">89</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XI.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">The Howl of the Wolf Signal</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_97">97</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XII.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">The Ambush</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_105">105</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XIII.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Friends in Time of Need</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_113">113</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XIV.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">How the Plot Failed</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_121">121</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XV.—</td><td align='left'><span class="smcap">Victory—Siss! Boom! Hurrah!</span></td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_129">129</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>XVI.—</td><td align='left'>"<span class="smcap">The Finest Thing that Ever Happened To Fairfield!</span>"</td><td align='right'><a href="#Page_137">137</a></td></tr> +</table></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h1>GREAT HIKE<br /> + +<span class='small'>OR</span><br /> + +<span class="smcap">The Pride of the Khaki Troop</span></h1> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span></p> + +<h2><span class='u'>THE HICKORY RIDGE BOY SCOUTS</span></h2> + + + + +<h2>GREAT HIKE;<br /> + +<span class='small'>OR,</span><br /> + +THE PRIDE OF THE KHAKI TROOP.</h2> + + + + +<h2>CHAPTER I.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>THE TALK IN AN APPLE TREE.</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">A number</span> of active boys were perched high among the +heavily laden branches of a big fall pippin apple tree, back +of the old Philander Smith house, located just outside the +limits of the thriving town of Hickory Ridge.</p> + +<p>"Take care, Landy!" called out Chatz Maxfield, whose +soft, mellow voice told of his Southern birth; "that long +ladder might chance to slip, suh, and it would be a long ways +to the ground!"</p> + +<p>"Oh, shucks! I've got the upper end wedged fast in the +crotch along the outside of this limb, Chatz. And believe +me, I'm getting my basket full of the biggest yellow pippins +you ever saw. Who cares for expenses, anyhow?"</p> + +<p>Landy, whose father owned the property, was very much +inclined to be fat; though he would never admit the fact; +and was forever declaring he had a new method of exercise +that would reduce him to a "living skeleton," sooner or +later.</p> + +<p>Besides Chatz Maxfield, whose real name, of course, was +Charles, the busy bees in the tree who were assisting their +chum pick the ripe apples on this late August day consisted +of three fellows, all members of the Hickory Ridge<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span> +troop of Boy Scouts; and well known to every lad who has +read the preceding volumes in this series.</p> + +<p>First there was Ty Collins. Every boy in town would +know Ty as far away as they could see him; for, when not +going to school, winter and summer he clung to an old red +sweater that he seemed to love above all the garments he +possessed.</p> + +<p>Then came a small fellow, Jasper Merriweather by name, +whose one ambition it was to get out of the "runt" class. +Jasper was never weary of asking some one to take his +measure, and compare it with past records; but thus far he +had not made much progress toward reaching the ordinary +height of a lad of fifteen. Still, he clung to hope and tried +to fill his position as Number Four in the Beaver Patrol, to +the best of his ability.</p> + +<p>Last of all, but by no means least, was Ted Burgoyne. +Ted had the misfortune to lisp when he grew the least bit +excited; though no one ever knew him to acknowledge the +fact, and indeed, if accused, he would grow very indignant, +even while others could catch the fatal slip in his warm +denial.</p> + +<p>They called him "Dr. Ted," for the very good reason +that he had his heart set on medicine and surgery, and often +found himself in great demand to practice on his fellow +scouts. Outside of a few rather wild theories, and a boy-like +desire to have a little fun out of things, Ted was quite +practical. He was held much in respect by the twenty odd +boys constituting the khaki troop.</p> + +<p>The Hickory Ridge troop had passed the experimental +stage of progress, and had become an established fact. Three +patrols, of eight boys each, were complete, and there +were candidates to start a fourth, if they could meet the requirements +and feel capable of subscribing to the twelve<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span> +cardinal principles that every true scout has to try to live +up to.</p> + +<p>Lately a rival troop had sprung up in Fairfield, led by +one Matt Tubbs. Formerly Matt had only been known as +a great bully, and those who trained with him had served +under his banner simply through fear, without a grain of +respect.</p> + +<p>But Matt had, strange to say, seen a great light. He had +watched the boys of the khaki troop in their open-air tests. +Something in the business seemed to appeal strongly to him; +and then had come the determination to start a troop in his +town.</p> + +<p>Of course he ran up against a snag in the beginning, for +no boy with the loose principles Matt held at that time +could ever be accepted as a scout. He studied the matter, +watched the Hickory Ridge lads some more, and then came +the great awakening.</p> + +<p>And now Matt Tubbs was on the right road. He +controlled his followers just as thoroughly as before, but +generally in a different manner. They respected him too. +Still, once in a while the old spirit cropped out; and it was +told how, when one of his cronies, thinking to take advantage +of this new mantle of meekness, boldly challenged Matt +to a fight, the new leader of the Fairfield troop gave him +the best kind of a whipping; after which he helped bind up +his scratches, and stop the flow of blood from his nose.</p> + +<p>But the insurrection had been nipped in the bud: and +they did say that Matt tried to atone for his breaking of +the rules of the organization by being unusually patient +with those under him who had difficulty in keeping up with +the reform pace he set.</p> + +<p>It was pretty generally understood all through the region +that Matt Tubbs might never have started to climb the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span> +ladder only for the boyish sympathy which he received from +Elmer Chenowith, the leader of the Hickory Ridge troop, +and assistant to the scout master, Mr. Garrabrant.</p> + +<p>And the reformation of the worst boy in Fairfield and +Cramertown long astonished the good people of those communities. +When they awakened to the truth that it was no +myth, but apparently an accomplished fact, they were +quick to give most of the credit to the discipline of the new +organization.</p> + +<p>And the Fairfield troop from that time on had never +lacked for backing from the parents of those boys connected +with the same.</p> + +<p>The fellows in the apple tree had been talking about these +things as they helped Landy pick the fruit, a task that had +been set for him by his father, and which must be fulfilled +ere he could get off for play that day.</p> + +<p>Of course they also discussed the great baseball game +that had recently been played between the rival troops, in +which Hickory Ridge came out victor, after a very strenuous +afternoon's work.</p> + +<p>"The way Lil Artha circles the bases gets me," declared +Ty Collins, as he munched on a particularly fine specimen +of fruit he had struck, and which tempted him beyond his +capacity to decline, though it was possibly the seventh he +had eaten within the hour.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I don't know," remarked Ted, swinging his legs +from the limb he straddled. "Most persons theem to think +there's no one tho fatht as Lil Artha. Now, I admit in the +thtart that he can cover the ground at a pretty rapid rate; +but nobody knowth jutht how long he could hold out on a +long hike. I've got my own ideath on that thubject, fellows."</p> + +<p>"Sure you have, and so have a lot of others in the troop, +suh," declared Chatz. "Might I ask who you think would<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span> +have the best chance in an endurance hike that would last, +say for twenty-four hours straight?"</p> + +<p>"Why, Elmer would, for a thtarter," replied the other, +quickly; "and if that ain't enough, what'th the matter with +Ty Collinth himthelf? Theemth to me you'd hold out, and +give long-legged Lil Artha a run for hith money."</p> + +<p>"Me for Matty Eggleston!" declared Jasper, eagerly; +for the boy in question was leader of the patrol to which +Jasper belonged, and in his eyes seemed a marvel second +only to Elmer himself.</p> + +<p>"If Lil Artha fell down on the long run, I kind of think +Red Huggins might pull in a victor," Ty went on. "That +fellow is just chock-full of grit. When he shuts his teeth, +and starts in, there's no telling where he'll stop."</p> + +<p>"How about George Robbinth, your couthin, Matty?" +asked Ted. "I've theen him walk half a dozen fellowth +until they admitted they weren't in the thame clath? Perhaps +now he might have a chance to win in a long tetht."</p> + +<p>"Oh, George is a good one, all right," declared Landy. +"Our family is noted for producing marvels. You just +wait a little while longer, till I trim my weight down a few +more pounds, and I'll show you something worth while. +Huh, if there was a long-distance hike right now, d'ye know +I'd be strongly tempted to enter. You never can tell. Appearances +are sometimes mighty deceiving, boys."</p> + +<p>"There's another swift one in our bunch, fellows," called +out little Jasper, who never could hope to enter any of these +competitions until Nature was kinder to him, and began to +add a few inches to his stature.</p> + +<p>"Who's that, Jasper?" demanded Ty, perched high up +in the immense tree, and lowering his basket when filled +with an ingenious tackle he had contrived so that he need +not climb down with a bulky load; though twice he had<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span> +managed to upset the whole picking, to the disgust of +Landy who feared the apples would be too badly bruised to +find a market, as his father intended.</p> + +<p>"What d'ye say to Jack Armitage?" the small scout +went on. "Ever seen him get around and steal bases, no +matter what the catcher was doing? He's a screamer, that's +what! But of course I ain't sure how Jack would hold out +on a twenty-four-hour walk. He's full of staying power +though, and might surprise some fellows who have been +reckoned at the top of the heap."</p> + +<p>"Well, you fellows have about put all the available candidates +on the list," declared Ty, laughing because he himself +figured in the same. "Elmer is out of the running because +he got a thorn in his foot a day or two ago, and is limping +to beat the band. His best chum, Mark Cummings, might +enter, but it happens he's out of town and may not be back +for a week. But what's all this talk going to amount to, +anyhow?"</p> + +<p>"We ought to have thith important question thettled, +boyth!" declared Ted.</p> + +<p>"There's been a heap of hot air circulating for a month +past about who is the best all-round walker in the troop," +remarked Jasper; "and seems to me that matter ought to +be threshed out, once and for all!"</p> + +<p>"Hurrah, that's the talk, Jasper!" cried Chatz, throwing +an apple at the other.</p> + +<p>"Bully boy!" called Ty. "Go on and make a suggestion, +Jasper. You've got something in your noodle +after all. Keep it up, my boy, and success to you."</p> + +<p>"That's right, Jasper," said Landy, stretching around +to pick several tempting yellow beauties that seemed just beyond +the reach of his rather short arm. "Tell us what +you've been thinking about. Is it a big hike for the best<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span> +walkers and runners of the celebrated Hickory Ridge +troop?"</p> + +<p>Jasper swelled with importance. It was not often he +found himself in the lime light, and his opinion in demand. +The experience seemed delightful, and he was not in too +great a hurry to satisfy the demand for information; since +once they had his views the discussion must become general, +and he would only stand on an equal footing with the rest.</p> + +<p>"Well, to tell the truth I was thinking about suggesting +a great hike, with, say a limit of half a dozen fellows connected +with the troop as contestants. Perhaps you noticed +that I mentioned a twenty-four-hour consecutive tramp as +the basis of the test. Each fellow could be bound by a +solemn promise not to accept a lift on the way, under +penalty of displacement. And several others, like Elmer +for instance, might keep tabs on the bunch by following +them on their wheels."</p> + +<p>"Listen to him, will you? Hasn't Jasper got it down +pat?" cried Landy, again exerting himself to the utmost +to gather in another lot of unusually tempting pippins.</p> + +<p>"He's going to fill a long-felt want," declared Chatz. +"We need an organizer, some one who could take the responsibility +of fixing up these meets from the over-burdened +shoulders of Elmer. And, suh, I suspect Jasper is going to +develop into a master of ceremonies."</p> + +<p>"Then you rather like the idea, fellows?" asked the +small scout, pleased beyond measure.</p> + +<p>"It's just the thing," declared Ty.</p> + +<p>"We'll take the thame up at wunth, and have the affair +arranged in a jiffy," Ted announced.</p> + +<p>"Hey, take care there, Landy, your ladder's slipping! +Quick, grab hold of something, or you're a goner!" shouted +Ty, suddenly.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span></p> + +<p>Landy tried to wriggle himself back again, but his stretch +had been fatal to all chances for maintaining his position. +The top of the long ladder lost its grip in the swaying +crotch and slid from under him. There was a rattle of +apples thudding down on the ground twenty feet below; +but Landy had, on the spur of the moment, seized hold of the +outer branches, so that there he hung, swinging back and +forth; afraid to let go, and yet incapable of long maintaining +his frantic grip.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER II.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>JASPER'S IDEA TAKES ROOT.</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Hoop-la</span>, somebody grab me before I drop!" shouted +Landy, as he kept trying to get a grip with his fat legs on +the foliage of the outer branches which seemed to take particular +delight in evading his ambitious designs.</p> + +<p>"Get a feather bed under him!" shrieked Ty, although +at the same time he was changing his position in the tree +with all possible haste, meaning to assist the clinging boy, +if it could possibly be done.</p> + +<p>"Oh, save me first, and joke about it afterward!" cried +Landy, who was really alarmed and under a tremendous +strain, both bodily and mentally.</p> + +<p>"If I only had a rope with a loop in it, I could lasso +him!" declared Jasper.</p> + +<p>"But you haven't, you see," cried Landy. "Think up +something else! Hurry along, boys; I can't hold out much +longer. I'm no Elmer as a gymnast. I'm slipping right +now, I tell you. Wow! Is that measly old ladder under me, +and will I come down with a splash on it?"</p> + +<p>He panted as he uttered this complaint, and the boys saw +that his face resembled the setting sun, as he looked up to +them almost piteously. But who could reach him there? +On the very outer edge of the big tree, with the ground +fully twenty feet below, and nothing to break his fall, it +began to look like a serious business for poor Landy.</p> + +<p>Dr. Ted realized that there was real danger of the boy +getting a broken leg if he fell that distance. Landy was not<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span> +like agile Lil Artha, or some other members of the troop. +His weight made him solid, and being without any spring, +he would likely come down with a dull, sickening thud.</p> + +<p>"Hold on as long as you can, Landy!" yelled Ted, even +neglecting to lisp in his great excitement.</p> + +<p>He was slipping down the tree like a "greased pig," as +Jasper termed it, though what that sort of animal would be +doing up in an apple tree he never took the trouble to explain.</p> + +<p>Ty saw what the idea was. He had been about to try and +reach Landy by standing far out on a limb; but the prospect +of success was very small. And so he followed Ted +down the tree, slipping from limb to limb with the agility +that some boys can only display when the owner of the orchard +is seen coming on the full run with a ferocious bulldog +at his heels.</p> + +<p>"Oh, hurry! hurry! I'm near gone, and can't hold out +much longer! What're you doing down there to help me, +boys?" wailed the one whose legs swung back and forth +like a couple of pendulums, as they vainly sought for a +chance to grip something that would ease the strain on his +arms above.</p> + +<p>"The ladder! They've gone to set it up again, Landy! +Just hold on half a minute longer. And there's Elmer +jumped off his bicycle; and he's already raising it up. Set +your teeth, Landy; take a fresh grip, and it's going to be all +right!"</p> + +<p>So the excited Jasper shouted as he sat there in the tree, +unable to lend a helping hand, but at least capable of offering +good advice.</p> + +<p>A boy who had been coming toward the place on a wheel, +seeing the state of affairs, had instantly sized up the situation; +and even while those in the tree were shouting back<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span> +and forth, and before they could get started, Elmer Chenowith, +jumping from his saddle, had limped forward to +where the unlucky ladder lay.</p> + +<p>By the time Ted, followed by Ty, landed on the ground, +he had raised it single-handed, and with a readiness that +told of long familiarity with ladders; for one not accustomed +to such things would never know the secret of bracing +the bottom against some root and then lifting rapidly.</p> + +<p>So just in the nick of time the treacherous ladder was +dropped against the outer branches of the tree, alongside +the hanging boy. Elmer himself flew up the rounds, for he +feared that Landy, always more or less clumsy, might not +be able to swing his form around, and take advantage of the +opening.</p> + +<p>But desperation gave Landy new abilities, and he managed +by a violent effort to roll around to the outer side of the +leaning ladder. Utterly exhausted by the strain he had +been under, the fat boy must have slipped helplessly down +only that Elmer managed to clutch him.</p> + +<p>Step by step the gasping Landy was lowered until he +reached the bottom round. He was no longer furiously red, +but had turned a sickly white.</p> + +<p>"Here, let him down on the ground," said Dr. Ted, taking +command at that point as though it were his acknowledged +right. "He's only getting the reaction now. +I'll fix him up, boys, and he'll be picking apples again before +ten minutes, believe me."</p> + +<p>He was as good as his word, for Landy soon recovered; +but it was noticed that from that moment the fat boy showed +great caution how he climbed up that ladder, by which he +had once been betrayed.</p> + +<p>"What was all that talk going on as I passed?" asked +Elmer, a bright, wide-awake young fellow, whose year out<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span> +on a Canadian ranch belonging to an uncle was proving of +considerable value to him in his experience as a scout.</p> + +<p>"What did you hear?" asked Jasper, assuming a little +of his former importance.</p> + +<p>"Seemed to me it smacked of a contest," Elmer replied, +"and somebody was telling how a few of us could keep tabs +on the same, while using our wheels. That struck me as +interesting, and so, wanting to know more, I just wheeled +around, and was coming in through the back gate to the +garden when the ladder fell. Now tell me the rest, fellows, +because you all know that I'm head over ears interested in +anything that touches on contests of any sort."</p> + +<p>"Well," spoke up Ty, grinning; "somehow we got to +talking about who the best all-round walker and runner in +the troop might be. A lot of names were mentioned, including +my own. Then there were Red, Lil Artha, Matty, +George Robbins and Jack Armitage. Even Landy here +threatened to enter for the big hike."</p> + +<p>"But what was the idea?" asked Elmer, his face aglow +with interest.</p> + +<p>"To fix up a long-distance hike, say for twenty-four consecutive +hours; and a few fellows, mounted on their wheels, +kind of superintend things by keeping tabs along the line. +The contestant coming in ahead at the end of the walk +to be declared the pride of the troop, and the greatest +ever."</p> + +<p>Jasper rattled all this off with a fluency that told how +he had indeed been deliberating over the scheme for some +little time, and only sprang it on his chums now because +the talk had gotten around to the subject.</p> + +<p>"How's that strike you, Elmer?" asked Ty.</p> + +<p>"Yeth, give uth your opinion, Mr. Thcoutmaster!" +echoed Ted.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Boys, it's just dandy, and that's a fact!" declared +Elmer. "We can make up the arrangements to-night, if +you'll all come around to my house. I'll get a lot of the +other boys on the phone. I was thinking this morning that +we ought to have a meeting about now, anyway, for there +are a lot of matters that need attention."</p> + +<p>"Then if you say so, it will be a go," declared Jasper, +highly pleased because his little scheme had met with such +instant approval at the hands of one in whom he placed the +utmost confidence.</p> + +<p>"Sure to be, Jasper," came the reply. "And it does you +great credit too. Some of us were wondering what <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'me'">we</ins> might +do to stir things up a little. With school opening just two +weeks off, we want to make the most of the few days left of +our vacation. Now this big hike will be just the thing."</p> + +<p>"Besides, you see, Elmer," the small scout continued, +eagerly, "it's going to settle a dispute between the lot +of us here. Some think one fellow is going to have a walkover, +and others hold different opinions. Of course we all +know you're bound to be shut out, on account of that sore +foot of yours. And as Mark is out of town, he can't enter +the game either. But we think the six fellows we picked +out ought to make things lively enough to suit anybody."</p> + +<p>"They will, for a fact," replied Elmer. "Of course I +pin my faith on Lil Artha, but I may be mistaken just as +well as any one of you. But I must be going, fellows, as I +was on an errand, and just ran around here to see how you +were getting on. Better not try those gymnastics again, +Landy. That was an ugly scrape for even an acrobat, let +alone a fellow as chunky as you are."</p> + +<p>"Elmer, never again," said the fat boy, solemnly, as he +slowly shook his head. "I'll be sore for a week after that +job. My arms feel right now like they'd been nearly pulled<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span> +out of their sockets. Gee, but nobody can understand just +how it feels to be hanging twenty feet up, on the outside +branches of a tree, and slowly slipping, slipping! And I +lost a basket of the biggest pippins you ever saw; every one +a prize winner, but now all bruised and wasted!"</p> + +<p>"You'd have been the biggest squashed pippin of the lot +if you went down that time," sang out Ty from the top +of the tree.</p> + +<p>"Now that's real cruel of you, Ty," complained Landy; +but he did not take the jibes of his comrades much to heart, +for he was fond of a joke himself.</p> + +<p>"Remember, every one of you drop around to-night," +said Elmer, as he picked up his wheel, which he had hastily +thrown aside at the moment he discovered how necessary +prompt action was required in order to save Landy.</p> + +<p>"Any chance of striking some of that delightful sponge +cake your housekeeper makes to beat the Dutch?" asked +Landy, who had never forgotten the treat set before the +scouts the last time some of them were invited around to +Elmer's home.</p> + +<p>"Seems to me Mrs. Gregg was making a big batch this +<ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'every'">very</ins> morning when I left home," called back Elmer; just +as if he hadn't asked her to do the same, since he intended +having the boys in khaki there that night.</p> + +<p>"Then count me in," declared the fat boy, firmly; "even +if my arms are so sore I'll have to ask somebody to raise the +cake to my mouth. Yum, yum; that was the finest thing +that ever came down the pike, barring none! And you tell +her that, Elmer, with my compliments."</p> + +<p>"All right, I will," sang out the departing one, as he +passed out of the rear gate, mounted on his wheel and riding +as one to the manner born.</p> + +<p>The apple picking went on, with the heap at the base<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span> +of the tree growing in size as basket after basket was added +to it. And the conversation between the five lads covered a +great variety of subjects as they stripped the big tree of its +golden freight.</p> + +<p>"What makes me sore," remarked Landy with a big +sigh, "is the fact that I upset the basket that held the +finest apples going. You see, my dad expected to show some +of these at the fair next week, if they turned out as well +as they looked from the ground. And I was just saying to +myself that I had the beauts, when the silly old ladder +went back on poor little Philander."</p> + +<p>"Don't weep, old chap," called out Ty. "If you look +over that last lot I sent down on my little cable here, you'll +find them the mates of the ones you dropped. And for a +wonder, too, I got that basket down safe without an upset."</p> + +<p>"Thanks, you make me happy again, Ty," remarked +Landy. "And for that you'll be remembered in my last +will."</p> + +<p>"Huh!" grunted Jasper; "he deserves a heap of credit +for letting all those fine pippins get past him; because he +acted like he meant to gobble every extra good one that +came along. I've counted about a dozen he's got away +with up to now; and I think even at that he's just taken the +edge off his appetite."</p> + +<p>"Well, in that case I'll get down and pick out a basket +from the pile to take in the house, before Ty starts at full +speed," and Landy did actually head for the ground to put +his threat into execution.</p> + +<p>So they kept up a crossfire of remarks, sometimes more +or less witty, until the last apple that could be reached was +bagged. Then the game was declared off, and Landy invited +his chums in to help dispose of a quart of peanuts he +happened to have in his room.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span></p> + +<p>"We'll all be around to-night at Elmer's house, I suppose?" +remarked Ty as, with Ted, Jasper and Chatz, he +started for the door.</p> + +<p>"Count on me, if I have to be carried on a stretcher," +vowed Landy, laughing at the speaker, as he recalled to +mind the attractive lure that had been held out for their +attendance.</p> + +<p>"And I'm anxious to have this thing put through," declared +Jasper; "because, you see, it was partly my suggestion; +and besides, I've got a hunch that the Fairfield +troop are figuring on a long hike, to try out their best fellows. +I'd like to see our Lil Artha or Matty Eggleston up +against the best they have. It'd be a hike worth hearing +about, believe me, fellows."</p> + +<p>"And perhaps we <i>can</i> fix up a match; I'm going to mention +the thing to Elmer, anyhow," remarked Chatz, who +really had no small nature, and could see one of his comrades +winning laurels without showing the slightest envy.</p> + +<p>And talking it over earnestly, they left Landy, heading +for their various homes.</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'>AS THE CLOCK IN THE TOWER BOOMED SIX.</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">It</span> lacked but ten minutes of six.</p> + +<p>The sun had been up for about half an hour and there +was every promise of a fine August day. Possibly, before +the shades of evening fell, the heat of the dog days might +prove more or less exhausting; but at that early hour the +outlook was all that could be asked.</p> + +<p>Around the old church with the belfry, fully half the +young people of Hickory Ridge seemed to have congregated. +Girls were there as well as boys; for what with the sisters +of the scouts, as well as all the other fellows' sisters, the +starting of what promised to be the greatest hike on record +among the lads of the new organization was an event that +could not be missed.</p> + +<p>Of course, besides the six contestants, there were numerous +other khaki-clad members of the various patrols. Each +fellow was, as a rule, the center of a questioning group and +felt compelled to supply all the information in his power.</p> + +<p>Mr. Garrabrant, the young man who served so faithfully +as scout master to the troop, was talking to the boys who expected +to participate in the long tramp. He encouraged +them, and at the same time laid down the law in plain +language.</p> + +<p>No one was to accept any kind of a ride while on the hike; +even if only for a short space, it would invalidate all his +rights to be considered in the contest. And of course<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span> +each fellow gave his solemn word of honor to abide faithfully +by the rules, a copy of which had been given to him.</p> + +<p>The conditions were simple enough; Mr. Garrabrant had +arranged with the scout master of the troop of Boy Scouts +in Little Falls, and each of the rival contestants was supplied +with a letter of greeting, which they were to hand to +that gentleman upon arriving at the headquarters in Little +Falls. This town being some forty-seven miles away from +Hickory Ridge, as the crow flies, it can be seen that a herculean +task awaited the boys, in order to cover this distance +inside of the twenty-four hours.</p> + +<p>What added spice to the game was the fact that it was +known there were to be several fellows who meant to leave +Fairfield at exactly the same hour, and under similar conditions. +And the spirit of Hickory Ridge was aroused in +civic pride. They yearned to win out over all competitors, +just as they had done in that wonderful baseball game only +a short time before.</p> + +<p>Elsie Craig, one of the prettiest girls in the whole town, +and who was particularly fond of Elmer, waylaid Landy as +he was changing his position, meaning, to get closer to the +group where the six who had entered for the race were +making ready for the start.</p> + +<p>"Oh, please wait a couple of minutes, Landy!" she +exclaimed, with an entreating smile on her winsome face.</p> + +<p>Landy, much as he wanted to get where he could hear the +last instructions given to the half dozen scouts before they +started, could not resist this plea. Truth to tell, Landy was +a little "soft" himself when it came to a certain girl, and +Elsie happened to be her chum.</p> + +<p>"All right, Elsie," he remarked, as he came to a halt, +though looking longingly toward the excited group about +Mr. Garrabrant. "What can I do for you?"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I want to know, that's all. Elmer is so busy he just +can't spend one little minute talking to me," she replied +with a pout.</p> + +<p>"Why, you see, he just has to do his duty as the assistant +scout master," declared Landy, actually wincing +when the girl rested a hand on one of his sore arms. "But +I was at the meeting where all the particulars were decided +on, and perhaps I might be able to tell you what you +want to know, Elsie."</p> + +<p>"First of all, do the boys only walk and not run?" she +asked, eagerly.</p> + +<p>"This is a hike, and that means a walk, not a Marathon +race. So every fellow is put on his honor not to run," replied +Landy.</p> + +<p>"But I should think Arthur Stansbury had all the advantage, +because he can take such big steps," observed the +girl, frowning a little, as though Lil Artha had never been +a very great favorite of hers.</p> + +<p>Landy laughed with the air of one who knows all the ins +and outs of walking matches.</p> + +<p>"Oh, that's nothing to go by, Elsie," he declared, with +a shrug of his shoulders that compelled him to make an immediate +grimace, for the muscles were sore. "Why, it +often happens that some little runt can outstrip a fellow +nearly twice his height. It's endurance that tells in the +long run. The boy who can set his teeth together, and fight +it out to the bitter end. That's what Mr. Garrabrant says, +and all of us athletes understand it."</p> + +<p>Elsie smiled, and looked roguishly up and down Landy's +plump form when she heard him mention that word so +proudly. But then, after that experience when the ladder +fell and left him dangling twenty feet from the ground, +Landy really believed he deserved to be classed among the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span> +strenuous ones, even though it might be in an humble capacity.</p> + +<p>"And they have to walk all the way to Little Falls before +to-morrow morning; poor fellows, don't I pity them, +though!" the girl went on. "Elmer would have been in +the game too, only for that ugly thorn in his foot. And +don't you think he would surely have won the prize, Landy, +if he had competed?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, nearly everyone believes that," replied the fat +boy, readily; "though to tell the truth, there never has +been a hike like this around here before, and we don't just +know who's got the Injun sign on the rest of the bunch. +Between you and me, Elsie, I'm pinning some faith on +George Robbins. You know he's my cousin, and he's got +some of the old Philander Smith stock in him. The record +of my family is a proud one"; and he drew himself up as +he inflated his chest with a pompous air that would have +well become the drum major of the town band.</p> + +<p>"To be sure, Landy," remarked the little miss, quickly; +"and it covers a lot of ground, too. Why, even in history +we come across it every now and then. But, Landy, how +will it be known that the six contestants keep to the route +that has been laid out for them? Some one might look up a +map and find a road that would be a short cut. That would +be an unfair advantage."</p> + +<p>"Sure it would," remarked the boy; "and it was just to +prevent knowledge and craft from winning when this was +to be a question of speed and endurance, Mr. Garrabrant +says, that made the committee insist on stations along the +way."</p> + +<p>"Stations? Whatever do you mean by that?" Elsie +demanded.</p> + +<p>"Well, they picked out a number of taverns where one<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span> +of the scouts who goes on ahead with Mr. Garrabrant will +establish a register. In that book every fellow in the great +hike is expected to enter his name in his own handwriting, +also the time of his arrival and departure."</p> + +<p>"Oh, now I understand; and Landy, that is a clever +idea!" the girl exclaimed. "But Elmer intends setting out +on his wheel later on in the day; will you please tell me +what reason there is for that, Landy?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, it was arranged by the committee, that's all. +Several of the fellows will go from time to time. Sort of +keep tabs on the contestants and see how they are getting on. +I expected to be chosen to be one of these inspectors, but I +had a little accident yesterday that knocked me out. But +all the fellows said that the game old Philander Smith spirit +cropped out, and that few boys could have held on up in +that tree as long as I did."</p> + +<p>But if sly Landy expected in this manner to lead the +conversation into a personal line, so that he could glorify his +own prowess, he made a mistake. Evidently the pretty +little miss with the golden locks and the blue eyes had no +desire to hear about his wonderful escape.</p> + +<p>"How will the six contestants get anything to eat on the +way?" she asked.</p> + +<p>"Oh, that's left to them," answered the fat boy, frowning +with disappointment over the failure of his attempt to +rivet her attention on himself. "They can stop and have a +meal at any old tavern; but I reckon most of the fellows +are wise to the fact that they must lose valuable time that +way. I know George has a snack stowed away in his haversack +right now. He's on to all the dodges, you know."</p> + +<p>"Why, of course he is, because he is your cousin, Landy. +But suppose one of the poor fellows breaks down? It's a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span> +terrible long trip, and all sorts of things might happen, +don't you think?" Elsie continued.</p> + +<p>"Not much danger of that, I guess," Landy answered. +"You see every one of them had to undergo a physical +examination before Mr. Garrabrant would allow them to +enter; and they're all as fit as fiddles. Of course we don't +expect that after they've put, say twenty miles, behind +them they'll be as chipper as they are now. Their feet will +drag more or less; but that's where the grit must show."</p> + +<p>"They expect to start all at the same time, then?" asked +the girl.</p> + +<p>"Sure, but after a mile or so they'll be likely to separate. +One will believe the pace too warm for the start, and drop +back. You know they say it's a bad thing to urge your +horse early in a long race. All sorts of ideas will prevail, +so that long before the first ten miles have been covered the +six boys may be far apart, and each trudging along to suit +his ideas."</p> + +<p>"How much you know about all these things, Landy!" +said Elsie, with a twinkle in her sunny eyes that he failed +to catch; for he again stiffened up with that superior air +that boys are apt to assume when explaining the science of +baseball or some other manly sport to a girl who has never +attended a game before.</p> + +<p>"Oh, well, we just have to, you see, if we ever expect +to make good scouts," he replied, thinking that after all +Elsie was even a little prettier than her chum, when she +chose to smile on a fellow that way. "And besides, we +pick up a lot of information from our scout master, and +Elmer, who knows all about woodcraft, because he lived out +on the big plains. But it must be getting near time for the +start, because they're lining up now. Let's push ahead +so we can see what happens."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span></p> + +<p>Despairing of getting away while the persistent little +maid continued to seek information, Landy was now hedging, +and content to carry her along with him as he pushed +through the crowd of talking, laughing spectators.</p> + +<p>The clock in the church tower pointed to two minutes of +six. And at the first stroke of the hour they were expected +to be off.</p> + +<p>Six boys stood in line, eager and expectant. Their particular +friends called out encouraging words, and there was +a perfect babel of confusion about this time. But Mr. +Garrabrant anticipating such a happening, had spoken +the last words of caution. So that there was now +nothing to be done but wait for the loud boom of the big +clock in the tower.</p> + +<p>"Good luck, Lil Artha!"</p> + +<p>"Keep that good left foot of yours going right along, +George!"</p> + +<p>"Red, we're counting on you to win out, remember!"</p> + +<p>"That's Ty Collins on the extreme left; just you watch +his smoke!"</p> + +<p>"Take it easy, Matty! You know the rules of the game, +old fellow!"</p> + +<p>"Jack, don't you ever come around again unless you +bring that prize with you!"</p> + +<p>This last created a roar of laughter, as one of the scouts +imitated the voice of a girl whom everyone knew Jack +Armitage was sweet on.</p> + +<p>One minute of six!</p> + +<p>Gradually this clamor died down as the critical minute +drew closer and closer. Many eyes were turned upon the +big face of the clock on the side of the square tower of +the church.</p> + +<p>"Ready, all!" they heard Mr. Garrabrant call out.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span></p> + +<p>Then came a deathly silence. Everyone craned his or +her neck, and the figures of the six contestants who wore +the khaki garments of the Boy Scouts proved to be the hub +of all glances.</p> + +<p>Some of the boys looked grim and determined; others, +like tall Lil Artha, wore confident smiles, as though they +believed in their hearts that it would be an easy snap. +But all were evidently primed to do their level best, no +matter what the final result.</p> + +<p>Ah! There was a whirring sound up in the tower. Well +did the boys know that the big clock always emitted this +seeming gasp just before the striking of the hour. Then +came a reverberating boom!</p> + +<p>It was time.</p> + +<p>"Hurrah!" yelled the crowd, as hats and handkerchiefs +filled the air; "they're off!"</p> + +<p>"And may the best man win!" said the smiling scout +master, looking after the fast walking line of contestants.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER IV.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>SIGNS OF TROUBLE.</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Look</span> at 'em all in a bunch!" cried one of the watchers; +for the crowd had been particularly requested not to +follow the six walkers or annoy them in the start.</p> + +<p>"But with Lil Artha at the head!" called another exultantly.</p> + +<p>"But they're all keeping up close with him, even if +Red does have to cover five steps to three by Lil Artha. It +ain't the length of a fellow's legs that counts for everything +in a hike, let me tell you!"</p> + +<p>"Shucks! Why, Lil Artha is just playing with 'em," +laughed another.</p> + +<p>"Sure he is; when he feels like it, he'll make a ring +around the rest, and then not be pushed!"</p> + +<p>"Oh, he will, eh? Shows how much you know about +these things. Lil Artha may be due to a little surprise +before many hours go past; and it'll be George Robbins +who will do it," said Landy, proudly.</p> + +<p>"For he has the true Philander Smith grit," sang another; +at which there was a shout from the rapidly breaking-up +crowd, for this little weakness on the part of the +fat boy was pretty generally known.</p> + +<p>Presently a turn in the road shut out the walkers. They +were all going strong when last seen, and Lil Artha even +turned to wave a jaunty farewell to those of his friends +who had wished him success in the great hike.</p> + +<p>Elmer and the balance of the scouts gathered together<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span> +to talk over matters connected with the affair. A plan of +campaign had been mapped out with almost as much care +as if a battle were impending. Indeed, all sorts of road +maps had been consulted in laying out the course over +which the six contestants were expected to pass. And a +copy of the same, as well as the rules governing their actions, +had been sent over to the Fairfield troop at the earnest +request of the scout master who had lately taken +charge there.</p> + +<p>The morning began to wear on.</p> + +<p>Some of those who had gathered to watch the start had +come without waiting for breakfast, though the scouts, as +a rule, could not be reckoned in that class, being early +risers. And as the hours went by there was always more +or less excitement around headquarters.</p> + +<p>Several fellows had brought their wheels around. These +were the chosen inspectors whose duty it was to sally forth +at certain hours when Elmer gave the word, and pick up +the several contestants along the way, perhaps telephoning +any interesting news connected with them from some convenient +inn where the registers were placed.</p> + +<p>Mr. Garrabrant and one of the scouts had gone off in an +auto long ago. They expected to establish the chosen stations +and leave the registers in which each fellow was to +enter the time of his coming and going.</p> + +<p>At ten o'clock the first scout on a wheel was sent out. +Another would follow at twelve, and around four Elmer, +as the last inspector, expected to start. He chose to be +last because a fellow who owned a motorcycle had loaned +it to him for the occasion, and thus he had a big advantage +over the others.</p> + +<p>When noon came there was a ripple of interest. A +scout had come from the store where the telephone station<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span> +happened to be located, and he brought the first news of +the big hike.</p> + +<p>All the contestants had made the first station easily, +passing within five minutes of each other. And, strange to +say, it was Lil Artha whose time seemed to be just at the +tail end of the procession. No one could understand it, +and all sorts of speculations began to pass current.</p> + +<p>"Got a stone in his shoe and bruised his heel!" one suggested.</p> + +<p>"More'n likely he's gone and strained a tendon again; +remember he did that two years ago when he made the +home run that won the game!" another exclaimed.</p> + +<p>"Rats!" called out a third, scornfully. "The sly old +fox is only doing that for fun. He's playing with the +other fellows, believe me. When he gets good and ready +he'll pass the bunch, and leave 'em so far behind they'll +forget their names. Oh, I know Lil Artha! Why, he even +took his little camera along. Said he wanted to snap off +a few pictures on the way, just to pass time, when he got +too lonesome."</p> + +<p>After a hasty lunch the boys again assembled at the +church, and if anything, in greater numbers than before; +for every fellow in town seemed to be on the spot, anxious +to hear what news might come dribbling in.</p> + +<p>Two o'clock came, and with it a running scout from the +store, where several were stationed in order to be ready +to answer the phone.</p> + +<p>More news, and of a character to arouse great excitement. +At the second station there was a difference of just thirteen +minutes between the arrival of the leader and the +last contestant. That leader was Lil Artha; and sad to +relate, the tail ender trailed the proud banner of the Philander +Smiths in the dust, for it was no other than George.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Told you so!" burst out the fellow who had been so +positive about the tall Lil Artha playing tricks. "He's +starting now; and by night time he'll be hull down in the +distance. It's sure a walkover for Lil Artha."</p> + +<p>"Reckon you're right, and that it's all over but the +shouting!" declared another, who had been for Red Huggins, +but proved rather weak-kneed in his faith.</p> + +<p>Strange how the different natures of boys crop out under +such conditions.</p> + +<p>"Huh, it's too early in the game to throw up the sponge +like that, Ben!" declared another fellow, derisively. "All +sorts of things might happen to Lil Artha. You never can +tell about them long-legged fellows. They're apt to double +up like a hinge with cramps or something. Wait and see. +Jack's holding his own with the rest, because he was only +three minutes behind the leader!"</p> + +<p>"Next time it'll be half an hour, because Lil Artha has +unlimbered his heavy artillery. Why, I bet you he's going +along like a Weston, right now, and just eating the +miles up."</p> + +<p>"Yes, we'll get a message from Little Falls any minute +now telling how he blew in there with his seven-league +boots, and has started back!" mocked another, who apparently +did not love the lanky one any too well.</p> + +<p>Meanwhile Elmer was trying to keep his finger on the +pulse of things as well as he could. It was while he was +taking a look at the motorcycle that had been placed at +his disposal, to make sure the tank had a full gallon and +a half of oil aboard, and everything in order for a start, +that he heard the tooting of a horn up the road.</p> + +<p>A couple of the scouts chanced to possess motorcycles. +True, they had seen considerable of service, and were +often in a condition far from useful; but then Nat Scott,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span> +whose father was at the head of the schools in Hickory +Ridge, and Toby Jones, had had more or less sport in times +past with the second-hand machines purchased with their +savings.</p> + +<p>It was now just five minutes of four, and Elmer expected +to make his start as the hour struck. He knew that he +would have time enough to overtake the leading walker +long before night set in.</p> + +<p>Somewhat to his surprise, the boys who were coming +began to shout as soon as they drew near; and he noticed +that both of them seemed very much excited.</p> + +<p>Elmer's face paled a trifle. He wondered whether any +accident could have overtaken one of the contestants; +though he could not imagine how such a thing might be.</p> + +<p>"Hold on, Elmer, was afraid we wouldn't get here in +time to catch you!" called Nat, as they came along, both +machines popping merrily; though it might be noticed that +they were erratic in their explosions, proving that the spark +could not be doing its full duty.</p> + +<p>Of course nothing could have tempted Elmer to hasten +off now. He wanted to hear what these scouts had to say.</p> + +<p>And he remembered something just then. Neither Nat +nor Toby had been present to witness the start of the six +who had entered for the race. The scout master had appointed +them, at their earnest request, as a committee to +go over to Fairfield and watch the start of those scouts +in the rival organization, so as to bring back a detailed +account.</p> + +<p>Perhaps Mr. Garrabrant, knowing boys as well as he did, +may have secretly suspected that it might pay to have a +couple of wide-awake fellows around Fairfield during the +day to keep their eyes and ears open. He happened to +know that there had arisen a new bully in Fairfield, who<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span> +was doing all in his power to assume the reins laid down +by Matt Tubbs at the time he saw a great light and gave +over his evil ways when taking up the attractive scout +movement. And it might be that some of those turbulent +Fairfield fellows would get together and hatch up a scheme +for keeping the Hickory Ridge scouts from winning the +long hike.</p> + +<p>All this flashed into the mind of Elmer as he saw Nat +and Toby speeding toward the church and waving their +hands as they shouted.</p> + +<p>They came to a stop with something of a dramatic effect, +and leaned their motorcycles up against the wall of the +church. Of course there was a rush on the part of everyone +within sight and hearing of the spot; and already all +sorts of wild theories were circulating, as they will at such +a time.</p> + +<p>"What's happened, d'ye think?" one gasped, looking +frightened; for he had a brother in the contest, and his +first fear was that something had happened to him.</p> + +<p>"One of the boys must have been badly hurt! Perhaps +they've come for the ambulance to fetch him home!"</p> + +<p>"Aw, get out! What's the use talkin' that way, Jim? +However could they get knocked out that way?"</p> + +<p>"Besides, ain't Nat and Toby been over at Fairfield all +day under orders? Must be news from that place. Perhaps +Matt Tubbs has gone back to his old ways again and +plans to do our fellows up on the road!"</p> + +<p>"Matt Tubbs is all right, and don't you forget it. Here, +quit your pushin', and give a feller a chance to get in near +Elmer!"</p> + +<p>Meanwhile Elmer had waited until the two scouts had +saluted, as they had been taught to do when meeting a +superior officer; since respect to authority is one of the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span> +cardinal principles to which the tenderfoot subscribes when +he first joins a patrol.</p> + +<p>"Have you just come from Fairfield, Number Four?" +Elmer asked, turning first to Toby, who belonged to the +Wolf Patrol, which was under his own particular care as +patrol leader.</p> + +<p>"Yes, sir; been there all day," replied Toby, who was +breathing rather hard, as though he might have been having +trouble with his machine on the road, and had found it +necessary to do considerable wrestling with it in order to +make the old tub behave.</p> + +<p>"You were dispatched there by our scout master, in +order to watch the start of the Fairfield scouts, and be able +to give a detailed report of the same?" Elmer continued.</p> + +<p>"Just what we were, sir; but that was not the whole +extent of our instructions," Toby went on.</p> + +<p>"I believe you were also told to stay around during the +better part of the day, mingling with the boys of the town +all you could, and learning if any underhand doings were +being engineered among the tough element outside of the +scouts?"</p> + +<p>"That's what," replied Toby. "And just this afternoon +we got on to something by accident that we thought +ought to be reported to headquarters. Wanted to phone +it, but they're repairing the wire between here and Fairfield, +and we had to try another way. So we hit up a hot +pace and came over direct on our machines; though of +course we had trouble on the road."</p> + +<p>"You did the right thing, Number Four," remarked +Elmer. "And now, tell us what you learned. Is there +any sign of treachery afoot?"</p> + +<p>"Just that, as sure as you live!" cried Nat, unable to +hold himself in longer, when he had as much right to be<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</a></span> +heard as his mate. "They're getting up a scheme to upset +all our plans. We didn't hear a breath about it till three, +but the fellers in the game had started more'n an hour +before."</p> + +<p>"Meaning to waylay our boys, and put them out of the +running?" asked Elmer, showing signs of anger, as well +as an eagerness to be moving.</p> + +<p>"Yes, but not exactly by what Mr. Garrabrant would +call physical violence," Toby spoke up, pushing his comrade +back at the same time. "Four fellows who don't +belong to the scouts, I'm glad to say, started out in a car, +with the intention of finding whether it seemed likely a +Hickory Ridge scout was far in the lead, and if he was, +then they meant to tempt him to ride with them for a mile +or more, knowing that if he did this he would be disqualified +in the race."</p> + +<p>"And if he refused, what then?" asked Elmer, knowing +what the answer would be.</p> + +<p>"They mean to take him along against his will!" +shouted Nat, triumphantly, before Toby could answer.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER V.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>THE MOTORCYCLE SQUAD.</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Nobody</span> spoke for several seconds; but those of the scouts +who were in the crowd looked at each other with gathering +frowns. They saw instantly that, according to the rules +of the game, if one of the contestants accepted a chance +to ride, or even was induced against his will to be carried +over a part of the course in an auto, a wagon, or any conveyance +whatever, he would invalidate his chances.</p> + +<p>"It's a rotten shame, that's what!" declared Larry +Billings who belonged to the Beaver Patrol, and pinned +his faith on either Matty Eggleston or Red Huggins carrying +off the prize, for party faith was strong in the troop.</p> + +<p>"Just what you might expect from Fairfield!" cried +another disgusted one.</p> + +<p>"Hold on, don't say that!" said Elmer, holding up his +hand. "There are decent fellows over there, just as there +are in Hickory Ridge; and in both places you can find +some mean ones. Didn't you hear Toby and Nat say that +this contemptible game didn't crop up in the ranks of the +scouts of Fairfield, but some rank outsiders, who think +they are doing their mates a good turn, when in fact it's +the worst thing they could hatch up? Even if they win the +prize it will always be tarnished; and people will say it +would have come to Hickory Ridge troop only for foul +play."</p> + +<p>A clamor of many tongues broke loose. Everybody +seemed to want to air his or her views; and the girls were<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span> +just as indignant as any of the boys in denouncing the +outrage.</p> + +<p>"Here, you'll have to let up on that, friends, or else +I'll take the boys inside the church to talk with them," +called Elmer, waving his campaign hat with a show of +authority.</p> + +<p>"Keep still, everybody!"</p> + +<p>"Give us a chance to think!"</p> + +<p>"Let Elmer run it; he knows what to do!"</p> + +<p>"Sure; and he'll do it, too, you bet. I'm sorry for them +four Fairfield bullies. They're going to be up against it +good and hard, right quick now!"</p> + +<p>Gradually the racket ceased, and Elmer could talk again. +Those who were close enough leaned forward to listen, +eager to understand just what plan the young assistant +scout master would engineer in the absence of Mr. Garrabrant, +with the idea of frustrating the clever if unscrupulous +scheme of the enemy.</p> + +<p>It was a time that called for prompt action, as Elmer +well understood. If one of the Hickory Ridge scouts was +well in the lead, doubtless those four schemers in the automobile +would, by the time night came on, start operations. +Whether the victim was Lil Artha, or any one of the +others, he could not successfully hold his own against four +stout fellows. And having once dragged him into the car, +they meant to carry him many miles along the route; +dumping him out after they had "played hob," as Nat +expressed it, with all his chances.</p> + +<p>Elmer thought fast. He had his motorcycle ready, and +knew that in all probability he could readily head off the +game, unless it was rushed through without waiting for +night to fall.</p> + +<p>The only thing that bothered him was the fact that he<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</a></span> +would be just one against four; and in such a case he +might suffer the same fate it was intended to mete out to +the leader in the race.</p> + +<p>If only the machines of Nat and Toby could be depended +on now, there was nothing to prevent his taking the boys +along; and he felt confident that both of them were in a +humor to accept at the drop of the hat. Filled with indignation +at the mean nature of the trick which those Fairfield +fellows had up their sleeve, and which they doubtless +considered smart, Toby and his mate would be only too +glad of the chance to accompany the scout leader on his +mission of rescue.</p> + +<p>"How about your gas?" he asked, turning to the boys; +and it would seem as if they understood just what the +question implied, for a look of delight took the place of +the frown that had marked both faces.</p> + +<p>"Heaps!" cried Toby, grinning.</p> + +<p>"Filled mine just this morning, enough for seventy +miles, and I haven't gone more than thirteen!" declared +Nat, also newly excited at the joyous prospect.</p> + +<p>"Then let's get a start away from here," Elmer called, +for the noise had begun again, and it was difficult to carry +on any sort of a conversation with comfort. "Anyhow, +we can drop out of town a few miles, and then stop to +consult."</p> + +<p>"Wow! That's the ticket, Elmer!" exclaimed Toby, +making a rush for his machine.</p> + +<p>"Bully! Bully all around! I'm on deck, Johnny on the +spot. Won't we do 'em up brown though, if we only ketch +'em," cried Nat, rather forgetting that as a scout fighting +was only to be resorted to as a last thing, and then in +defense of another rather than himself.</p> + +<p>When the crowd saw the three getting ready to mount,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a></span> +they went fairly wild; and every imaginable sort of exhortation +was shouted. The news had circulated like wild-fire, +and everyone knew in some sort of hazy way that +the bullies of Fairfield were aiming to break up the great +hike.</p> + +<p>"Get 'em, Elmer!"</p> + +<p>"Oh, you Fairfield crowd, we're sorry for you!"</p> + +<p>"Pinch 'em, Elmer! Knock the skunks into the middle +of next week!"</p> + +<p>"You can do it, Elmer, we know you can! Give the +rascals the best licking they ever had! It's been a long +time coming; hand 'em the interest that's due!"</p> + +<p>Evidently these last remarks did not come from any +fellow in khaki, since they had been learning other things +from the day they signed the roster of the scouts. But +even Elmer himself was thrilled with indignation; it +seemed so mean and contemptible in those Fairfield boys +to want to spoil the greatest hike contest that had ever +been started.</p> + +<p>The machine that had been loaned to him was in good +trim; and, moreover, Elmer knew considerable about managing +a motorcycle, though he had never as yet owned one.</p> + +<p>He started his engine without the least difficulty, and +then jumped into the saddle with the grace of one who +had long since mastered the art. The crowd opened up +before him, and Elmer sped along the road.</p> + +<p>"Oh, you Indian, I bank on you!" called one of the +enthusiastic town fellows.</p> + +<p>"Hi! Get a move on you, Toby and Nat!"</p> + +<p>"Give the old wrecks a poke in the slats, and make 'em +be good!"</p> + +<p>"There goes Toby! Good boy, you!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Now, Nat will you let that dare slip by? Hit her up, +Nathan; that's the ticket!"</p> + +<p>"Whoopla! We're all off!"</p> + +<p>In this fashion did they call out, with other remarks +which space would not admit of our printing. Nat had +had a little trouble in making the start, since his engine +must have cooled down more or less; but after a little +fussing he managed to coax his battered old machine into +emitting a few rattling volleys, and then suddenly launched +forward.</p> + +<p>Passing a mile or so down the road, Elmer threw up his +hand in the way drivers have of telling that they mean +to either turn aside or else stop, and which is a warning +for those who may be following to look sharp.</p> + +<p>Then, picking out a place where they could stand the +heavy machines up against a rail fence, he came to a halt, +stepped off, and awaited the coming of the others.</p> + +<p>"What happened?" exclaimed Toby, as he, too, reached +the spot and dismounted.</p> + +<p>"Had a puncture, or spark gone back on you?" demanded +Nat, when he, too, came booming along, to make +a sudden halt and straddle his balky machine while he +talked.</p> + +<p>"Nothing happened," returned Elmer; "but before we +start off we want to make sure it isn't going to be a wild-goose +chase."</p> + +<p>"But we heard that talk, and we don't think they could +have been kidding; because you see none of 'em dreamed +we were near by," Toby declared, vehemently.</p> + +<p>"That may be all true enough," Elmer said, "and at +the same time, unless we know just what we aim to do, +we may make a bad mess of it. Now, did you learn anything<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a></span> +that would tell just where they expected to hold our +fellow up, in case he was in the lead?"</p> + +<p>"Why, no, of course not, Elmer," replied Toby. "You +see, that would have to depend altogether on how far the +race had gone. It might be thirty miles away from the +start, and it might be less."</p> + +<p>"Right. And we'll have to follow along the course in +order to get ahead. Here, we can put in a few minutes +to good advantage studying my map. I've got an idea +that by taking the Glenville short-cut road we can save +five miles easy. Perhaps there may be some other ways +of cutting the distance down. We looked after that when +we arranged the stations."</p> + +<p>"Look here, Elmer, don't you think it might be a good +idea for us to go right along to the first station, and see if +there has been any late news from the front?" asked Nat.</p> + +<p>"Gee, that sounds like we were in a regular battle!" +declared Toby, his face aglow with eagerness, as he awaited +the scout leader's reply.</p> + +<p>"A fine suggestion, Nat, and we'll do it, just as soon as +we've glimpsed this map again," observed the one addressed, +as he sat down by the roadside and drew a folded +package from his pocket.</p> + +<p>Elmer had made these road maps himself from one he +found in the house. They were rather cleverly done, and +showed every road, with the distances properly marked, all +the way to Little Falls. Besides, they had the various +taverns, where stations had been established, carefully +marked in red ink, so that no one could complain that he +lacked information.</p> + +<p>Running a finger along the route, Elmer quickly showed +where in two places they could, if they wanted, leave the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span> +main road and take advantage of short cuts that must save +them quite a number of miles.</p> + +<p>"But after all," he said, shaking his head, as he glanced +at the motorcycles of his comrades, "it might be a case of +saving at the spigot and wasting at the bunghole."</p> + +<p>"How's that, Elmer?" asked Toby, perplexed.</p> + +<p>"Well, we don't know what shape these side roads may +be in after that heavy rain night before last," he answered, +folding up the map.</p> + +<p>"That's a fact!" ejaculated Toby; "and neither of us +thought about that for even a minute. Say, Nat, those +roads are only dirt ones, and not macadamized a single +bit. Perhaps we wouldn't have a warm old time jolting +along over 'em, eh? I can just imagine your old omnibus +going out of commission before you made a quarter of a +mile."</p> + +<p>"Well, I admit that's so; but that would be about twice +as far as your rattlebox would carry you, Toby," the other +remarked, with a sting in his words.</p> + +<p>But, then, when together they usually occupied much of +their time, when not engaged in waiting to make repairs, +in poking fun at each other's motorcycle; so that there +was little venom to the sting. It had all been threshed +out time and time again.</p> + +<p>"Do we tune up now, Elmer?" asked Toby, as he prepared +for a flying start, that would make his companion +turn green with envy.</p> + +<p>For answer Elmer took hold of his machine, manipulated +the lever, and as the engine started to throb, jumped into +the saddle, much to the envy of both the others, who could +never depend on doing anything as they planned.</p> + +<p>However, they managed to get moving, though Elmer had +to slow up at the next bend in order to let them come<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a></span> +along. He believed he would need the assistance these two +stout scouts were capable of affording; and but for that +must have been tempted to put on speed and leave them +far in the lurch to wrestle with their various troubles as +best they might.</p> + +<p>So they sped along. Now and then something would +happen to one of the old machines and cause a delay. +Thanks to the presence of Elmer, who knew more about +machinery than either of the others, even though they had +owned motorcycles for years, these troubles were adjusted +in an unusually short time. Had it been otherwise, Elmer +must have felt compelled to abandon his running mates, +since minutes were valuable to him just then.</p> + +<p>They presently came in sight of a road house, which +Elmer understood was the first on the list of stations. He +also remembered that one of the scouts had been detailed +to remain at this place, to use the phone as a sort of relay +station, and transmit any message from farther up the +road.</p> + +<p>"We'll hold up here a little while, boys," he remarked, +as he shut off power and prepared to bring his machine +to a full stop. "Perhaps the news from up the road may +be worth listening to. Pull in and jump off. There's Hen +Condit in the doorway right now, beckoning to us."</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER VI.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>GETTING IN A RUT.</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Great</span> news, fellows!" called Hen Condit, as he gave +the salute on seeing that the assistant scout master was +with the party on motorcycles.</p> + +<p>"What's that you say, Hen?" shouted Toby, making +a flying jump from his saddle that caused him to land +plump on hands and knees before the road house.</p> + +<p>"Here, hold on, what d'ye think you're doing, Toby +Jones?" called Nat, who was showing a little more deliberation +in dismounting. "Guess you're dreaming about +aeroplanes and all such tomfoolery. Think you can fly, +eh? Well, grow a pair of real wings first!"</p> + +<p>Toby's pet hobby lay in the line of aeronautics. He +was forever studying up the mysteries of bird motion, +and had the records of all the leading aeroplane drivers +at his finger tips, so that he could tell instantly what was +the highest point as yet reached by a bird-man; the fastest +flight made singly and with a passenger; the longest distance +traversed without alighting, and lots of other similar +facts in which the average boy might not be greatly interested.</p> + +<p>He had several times made a gallant attempt to fly, but +thus far the machines he had constructed lacked some essential +quality. At any rate Toby had suffered pretty +much as did the Darius Green of whom we older fellows +used to read in our earlier days; and perhaps can still<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</a></span> +remember declaiming the story of a vaulting ambition that +took a tumble from the old barn roof.</p> + +<p>Elmer gained the doorway where Hen Condit, one of +the later recruits in the Hickory Ridge troop, awaited him. +Hen had only received his new uniform on the preceding +day, and hence he felt as proud as a peacock. His chest +had never before been known to have anything like the +fine appearance that it now presented. And only that +morning his doting father had remarked that joining the +scouts had done more for the Condit son and heir than +years of pleading and scolding had effected, in so far as +making him stand up, and throw his shoulders back.</p> + +<p>"Now, what's the news, Number Eight?" asked Elmer; +for the boy in the doorway belonged to the Wolf Patrol, +though a real tenderfoot, in that he had only qualified +for the lowest rung in the ladder by learning how to tie +a number of knots, learning what the requirements of a +scout consist of, and similar things.</p> + +<p>"I just had news from up the road, sir," said Hen, +eagerly.</p> + +<p>"Good news, or bad?" asked Elmer, just as if his eyes +did not tell him that.</p> + +<p>"Fine and dandy, sir," was the reply.</p> + +<p>"Of course connected with the advance member of our +immortal six?" Elmer continued.</p> + +<p>"Sure." Hen forgot to add the term of respect now, +for he was burning with impatience to disclose his knowledge.</p> + +<p>"Where from?" asked the scout leader.</p> + +<p>"Rockledge, which is, I find, about thirty-two miles +from Hickory Ridge by the route marked out," answered +Hen.</p> + +<p>"That's right," muttered Toby, who had the map in his<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span> +mind pretty accurately, because he and Nat had often +scoured the country when their machines were newer and +acted more decently.</p> + +<p>"What was the report, Number Eight?" Elmer asked.</p> + +<p>"One of our boys had just registered there. He was +nearly half an hour ahead of the next contestant; though +that one appeared to be Felix Wagner, the smart second +baseman of the Fairfield nine!"</p> + +<p>Elmer looked sober. He realized that the conditions +seemed to be peculiarly fitted for the carrying out of the +scheme which those four Fairfield plotters had arranged, +and started up the road some time before to execute, if it +was necessary, in order to help their man win.</p> + +<p>A Hickory Ridge scout half an hour ahead of the fleetest +of the rival organization! That would mean a Fairfield +victory, providing the present leader could in some way +be disqualified.</p> + +<p>"Who was the first man?" he asked, feeling pretty +confident as to what the answer would be.</p> + +<p>"Lil Artha! He's doing the Hickory Ridge troop +proud this day. We'll forgive a heap in the way of practical +jokes if he only comes in away ahead of Felix," Hen +observed, with the natural pride boys always take in their +home-town doings.</p> + +<p>"Hurrah for Lil Artha! Didn't I always say he would +show them a clean pair of heels? Oh, he's a wonder at +hiking and running! A three-bagger for most fellows lets +Lil Artha score the circuit. Bully boy, Artha! Yes, we'll +forgive everything if only he keeps this up and puts the +Injun sign on Fairfield."</p> + +<p>Somehow or other it seemed as though most of their +concern lay in the possibility of the rival organization +winning the laurels. No matter which of the six home<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</a></span> +scouts came in ahead, if only he could have the laugh on +Fairfield!</p> + +<p>"Half an hour ahead, you said, Number Eight?" +Elmer pursued, as he turned the matter over in his mind +and began to figure as to just how they should act in +order to play the game right.</p> + +<p>"That's what I got over the wire. If you want, you +can call up Rockledge now, and perhaps they'll be able +to give more information," Hen Condit answered.</p> + +<p>"No need, I reckon. What we want to do now is to get +busy," said Elmer.</p> + +<p>His eye naturally turned toward the two old machines +that were apt to prove so unreliable. And no doubt Elmer +was compelled to once more debate within his mind whether +it would be best for him to leave Nat and Toby far in the +lurch, depending on his single arm to protect Lil Artha +against the vandals who would ruin the great hike; or by +suiting his pace to their progress, accidents and all, and +have comrades to depend on in an emergency.</p> + +<p>He quickly made up his mind to stick to them, for a +while at least. If things grew to be too bad, he could say +good-by and go whirling off at the rate of forty miles +an hour.</p> + +<p>Elmer was convinced that the fellows in the Fairfield car +would hardly be likely to start doing things until darkness +came. They would not want Lil Artha to see their faces, +so that he could recognize them and later on accuse them +when openly denouncing the miserable game.</p> + +<p>"Send on the news to headquarters, Number Eight," +he said, as he prepared to mount again; a movement that +sent both Toby and Nat hurrying toward their machines, +anxious to coax them into a fresh start.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Shall I tell them that you were along, sir?" asked +Hen, making the salute.</p> + +<p>"Why, of course," said Elmer; "because they'll be +anxious; you see, there's a nasty plot afoot to kidnap Lil +Artha, and make him forfeit his place in the race, which +would go to the next in line."</p> + +<p>"And that happens to be Felix Wagner! Great governor! +Now I know why you fellows are hitting up the +pace! Give 'em one for me, Toby, won't you?" Hen +bellowed after the three scouts; but they must have gone +beyond earshot, for at least no one seemed to pay the +slightest attention to his request.</p> + +<p>It had been Elmer's first intention to make this trip on +his wheel, like the other inspectors, even though his still +sore foot would have rendered this a rather painful undertaking. +Perhaps it was the knowledge of his disability +that had caused the owner of the motorcycle to offer it to +Elmer. At any rate the patrol leader was very glad to +have it, since there was little labor needed in order to cover +all the ground necessary.</p> + +<p>Of course there was little chance for the trio of scouts to +exchange words while they were spinning along on their motorcycles. +The road was not all that could be desired, the +heavy rain of the recent storm had washed it badly in +places, so that they had to keep a sharp lookout for ruts.</p> + +<p>Possibly there is nothing more exasperating to anyone +riding a motorcycle than to find that he is in a deep rut. +For a brief time he may be able to keep his proper balance; +but presently he leans a trifle too much one way, the heavy +machine strikes the side of the rut, and as a consequence +there is a sudden dismounting; so that he feels himself +lucky if he alights anywhere but on his head.</p> + +<p>Knowing this, and feeling that the wabbly machines of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span> +his comrades were doubly dangerous under such conditions, +Elmer always slowed down when he struck a poor streak +of road.</p> + +<p>Even then their advance was not free from thrills. +Toby was the first to take a little header, because of thinking +he could push through a rut that somehow seemed to +have drawn him as with a magnet, even when he was fully +determined that he would give it a wide berth.</p> + +<p>He came down with quite a hard bang; and Nat, hearing +the noise, and being just a little in advance, tried to twist +his head around in order to discover what had happened +to his companion in misfortune, when he, too, turned a +complete somersault and landed in the midst of a big +clump of thorny bushes that grew alongside the thoroughfare.</p> + +<p>Of course, Elmer immediately stopped, and leaving his +motorcycle, ran back to see whether either of them could +be seriously hurt. First of all he laid hold on Nat, who +was kicking his legs vigorously in the air, and bleating +like a calf. After a little pulling, and working the prisoner +of the bush to and fro, he managed to set him free.</p> + +<p>"No bones broken, I hope, Nat?" asked Elmer, as +the other started to dance up and down, rubbing his elbows, +his shins, and every part of his anatomy he could possibly +reach.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I guess not, Elmer; but ain't I just a sight +though?" groaned the other. "My face feels like it was +marked with scratches like a map; and here's a big tear +in my trousers. Got a safety pin, Elmer? Oh, dear, won't +I look terrible!"</p> + +<p>"Don't worry over it so much, Nat. Be a scout and +show your grit. Those are only little scratches and will +be gone in a few days. They're bleeding some now, of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span> +course, and feel bad. Let me wash them with some water +from this brook, to take any poison out. How is it with +you, Toby?" and Elmer turned upon the other unfortunate +who came limping along just then, trundling his +heavy motorcycle.</p> + +<p>"Nothing much, I reckon, Elmer; got a lump about as +big as a pigeon's egg on top of my coco; but this ain't the +first time by a long shot. I'll be satisfied if only the upset +didn't put my old ice wagon here out of commission." +And Toby bent over to test the sparking of his machine +after dropping the rest to the road.</p> + +<p>It started off at a rattling pace, which fact seemed to +tickle the owner very much indeed.</p> + +<p>"Say, blest if I don't think that tumble must have just +knocked it back into its old shape again!" he exclaimed +in glee. "Haven't heard her take the spark like that +for a year and more. Hoopla! Nat, give yours a try. +Hope the same good luck fell your way."</p> + +<p>However, such was not the case. Indeed, Nat's machine +utterly balked, and refused to do anything. Even after +Elmer had spent as much as fifteen minutes puttering over +it he could not make it behave.</p> + +<p>"I'll give it just one more try, Nat," he declared finally, +"and then if it won't work, I'm afraid Toby and myself will +have to leave you here. We've just <i>got</i> to get along now, +or it'll all be too late."</p> + +<p>"That's right, Elmer," declared the scout, manfully. +"I'm not the one to kick on account of being sacrificed +for the good of the troop. Lil Artha must be protected +against these Fairfield bullies. And if I have to hang out +here till after dark, why I'll just feel that I'm doing my +little part of the work. But I hope you make it this time,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</a></span> +Elmer, because I'd rather be along with you, and have an +active share in the rush."</p> + +<p>Once more did Elmer bend down over the motorcycle as +it leaned against a tree. Two minutes later there suddenly +broke forth a rattle of sharp reports and the rear wheel +flew around at a dizzy pace.</p> + +<p>"Good, good! You did it, Elmer! She's in the running +again; and I won't have to camp out here on the road till +some wagon comes along to pick me up." And filled with +newborn pleasure, Nat proceeded to execute a hornpipe +right then and there.</p> + +<p>"Well, get along with you both, then; I'll overtake you +in about three shakes of a lamb's tail," laughed Elmer, +as he stepped off along the road to where he had left his +motorcycle.</p> + +<p>Ten seconds later the others, just about to start out, heard +him calling aloud.</p> + +<p>"He says, hurry, Nat," cried Toby, for a little bend +in the road hid their chum from them; and not waiting +to test their machines any further they were off.</p> + +<p>They found Elmer running around, with his head bent +low, as though he might be interested in the make of the +roadbed.</p> + +<p>"What is it, Elmer?" asked Toby, coming to a stop.</p> + +<p>"My motorcycle has gone!" was the startling reply the +scout leader made.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[65]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER VII.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>IN HOT PURSUIT.</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Toby</span> and Nat stared, first at Elmer, and then at each +other. Plainly they could not understand what he meant +by these strange words.</p> + +<p>"Er—d'ye mean you forget just where you left it, +Elmer?" asked Toby.</p> + +<p>"I tell you it's gone, vanished completely, disappeared!" +said the scout leader, with a show of anger in +his usually steady voice.</p> + +<p>"Great goodness, Nat, he means somebody's swiped it!" +ejaculated Toby, his mouth opening in his astonishment.</p> + +<p>Nat looked all around him, and then, not seeing a single +trace of the fine motorcycle, he began "barking," as Toby +called it, after his own peculiar way.</p> + +<p>"Gee, whiz, now what d'ye think of that for a hummer! +The old story over again of the traveler on the +highway falling among thieves. My stars, Elmer, now who +under the sun do you think would be so mean as to run +off with your machine!"</p> + +<p>"I don't know—yet; but I'm going to find out," replied +Elmer, setting his teeth in a way he had when greatly +aroused.</p> + +<p>They saw him bend down again, and start to examine +the ground near a tree, against which he evidently had +leaned the motorcycle at the time he hurried to the rescue +of his comrades in distress.</p> + +<p>"Get next to him, would you, Toby?" remarked Nat, as<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[66]</a></span> +he watched the mysterious actions of the one who had +been robbed.</p> + +<p>"Why, sure, I can understand what he's doing easy +enough," the other declared.</p> + +<p>"Then for goodness' sake put me wise, won't you +please?" cried Nat.</p> + +<p>"He's examining the tracks left by the chap who got +away with his machine while he was working with your +old ice wagon!" observed Toby, proudly.</p> + +<p>"Well, now, I guess that's just what he is doing, sure +as you're born. And don't I just hope he gets on to him! +How is it, Elmer?" as the scout leader started to move +away.</p> + +<p>Toby and Nat followed as close to his heels as they could, +considering that he immediately moved into the woods; and +they were compelled to trundle their heavy machines +along, no easy task under the best of conditions.</p> + +<p>"He went this way, all right. I only hope he won't +think to smash the thing when he finds we're after him," +said Elmer over his shoulder.</p> + +<p>He was keeping his head bent low, and following the +trail with apparent readiness. The lessons he had learned +when on that ranch in the Canadian Northwest were undoubtedly +coming in "pat" just now; though really the +trail was so very plain that even a novice might have followed +it.</p> + +<p>"Who d'ye thing could have done it, Toby?" asked Nat, +as he pushed his motorcycle through the scrub with a desperate +intention not to be left behind.</p> + +<p>"Well, Elmer hasn't said a thing yet; but all the same +I can give a pretty good guess," returned the other.</p> + +<p>"Go on and do it, then, for I'm all in the dark and up +a stump. Put me wise, Toby."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[67]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Huh, reckon you forget mighty soon!" grunted the +other, who was struggling manfully to rush his heavy wheel +along and did not have any spare breath, to tell the truth.</p> + +<p>"Oh, slush, now I'm on!" cried Toby. "You mean +them Fairfield chaps that came out here to break up Lil +Artha's great winning streak?"</p> + +<p>"Sure!" Toby grunted again, beginning to conserve his +breath when possible.</p> + +<p>"They flagged us, and saw a chance to put us on the +blink!" exclaimed Nat who, like Lil Artha, was more or +less addicted to present-day slang, though otherwise he was +known to be a clean fellow, with no serious faults.</p> + +<p>"That's it!" snapped Toby, gritting his teeth as though +even the thought made him furious.</p> + +<p>"It's a punk deal, that's what," Nat went on. "They +just believe that if Elmer's out of the running the game +is in their hands. But he can have my machine, if he wants +to go ahead. If anybody can make it behave, Elmer can."</p> + +<p>"Or mine either," declared Toby.</p> + +<p>Now Elmer, of course, heard all this talk, even though he +seemed to be devoting himself wholly to the business in +hand. And at this juncture he beckoned to his comrades.</p> + +<p>"He wants us to pick up, and get even with him," declared +Toby.</p> + +<p>"Sure thing. Guess Elmer is going to take us at our +word, and borrow a mount," observed Nat, cheerfully.</p> + +<p>Accordingly they put on an extra spurt, and managed +to gain enough ground so as to come alongside.</p> + +<p>"I heard what you were saying, boys," Elmer immediately +remarked, as soon as he saw that they were up with +him; "but you're away off in your calculations. It isn't +one of those Fairfield fellows at all who's jumped my claim +with that borrowed motorcycle!"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[68]</a></span></p> + +<p>"W—w—what's that?" gasped Toby.</p> + +<p>"I said that it wasn't a Fairfield fellow who ran off +with my machine," repeated Elmer, more positively than +before.</p> + +<p>"Well, you make me feel like thirty cents," observed +Nat; "now, what under the sun would one of <i>our</i> boys +want with a motorcycle when, if he rides on it, for even a +minute, he's disqualified in the race?"</p> + +<p>"It wasn't one of our scouts either," said Elmer.</p> + +<p>"Then for goodness' sake tell us who it could be, +Elmer!" cried Toby.</p> + +<p>"I haven't even glimpsed him once yet, though he's only +a little way ahead of us right now," the scout leader said; +"but judging from the fact that his shoes are all broken +out, I'm almost dead sure he's some Wandering Willie."</p> + +<p>"He means a hobo, a common tramp!" exclaimed Toby +in astonishment.</p> + +<p>"Tell me about that, will you!" cried Nat. "Just to +think of a four flusher like that making off with Elmer's +motorcycle, when he needs it the worst kind to block that +nasty little game of the envious Fairfield dubs! Oh, it's +a cruel world!"</p> + +<p>"But we're goin' to get it back, don't you forget +that!" Toby insinuated.</p> + +<p>"You never spoke truer words, Toby," laughed Elmer; +though there was little of mirth in the sound; for the boy +was tremendously aroused by this new calamity that threatened +to upset all his calculations.</p> + +<p>"Hurry, hurry! I can go a bit faster, now that I know +what's on!" declared Toby, although his manner of gasping +belied his words.</p> + +<p>"Oh, there he is right now! Look, look, Elmer!" cried +Nat.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[69]</a></span></p> + +<p>All of them caught a glimpse of some moving object that +was pushing at top speed through the scrub ahead. Undoubtedly +it was the party who had run away with Elmer's +motorcycle. They had gained on him constantly, and were +now surely overtaking the rascal.</p> + +<p>"We're just bound to get him, fellows!" said Toby.</p> + +<p>"That's so, Toby; it looks good to me," remarked Nat, +as he strained every muscle to keep alongside the others.</p> + +<p>Elmer, being free to make a sprint, since he had no +machine to trundle along, suddenly left his chums in the +lurch. They saw him leaping through the low underbrush +as might a deer.</p> + +<p>"Hurrah! He'll get him!" shouted Toby.</p> + +<p>"Twenty-three for yours, Mr. Wandering Willie!" +added Nat.</p> + +<p>"Don't I wish Elmer would just hold him till we come +up," added the other, with a threat in his manner that +hardly became a scout; but then Toby had been a boy long +before this scout movement was dreamed of, and the natural +instinct is very hard to repress.</p> + +<p>"Hey, do we drop our wheels, and make a spurt, so as +to be in at the finish?" demanded Nat.</p> + +<p>"You can, if you want to," replied his mate; "but +something tells me a machine may come in handy yet, even +if it is an old huckleberry makeshift like mine."</p> + +<p>"Gee, yes! I didn't think of that," Nat muttered, still +clinging to his motorcycle. "The hobo might strike the +road again, you mean?"</p> + +<p>"Yep, that's what, Nat."</p> + +<p>"And go skeetering off on Elmer's wheel?"</p> + +<p>"Just what I meant," replied Toby. "He's been making +a sorter curve all along, like he wanted to strike the +road; I noticed that, Nat."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[70]</a></span></p> + +<p>"So did I. Don't like the job of pushing that machine +through the scrub any too much, I reckon," Nat remarked, +panting from his own exertions.</p> + +<p>"And say, do you blame him?" Toby asked.</p> + +<p>"Listen!" and Nat cocked his head as though he could +hear better in that position.</p> + +<p>"What was it? Did you catch a shout for help? Perhaps +Elmer's caught up with him, Nat!"</p> + +<p>"I thought I heard somebody call out, or laugh," Nat +began, when he was interrupted by a shout.</p> + +<p>"Toby—Nat, hurry along with your wheels!"</p> + +<p>"That's Elmer!" gasped Toby, as he tried to add a +little more speed to his forward progress.</p> + +<p>"Perhaps he's got him under his knee, and is holding +him for us," suggested Nat.</p> + +<p>"That's silly," returned the other, immediately. "It +won't hold water, Nat. Whatever would he tell us to +bring our machines, if he had the hobo? Tell you what, +I reckon he's made off along the road with Elmer's motorcycle, +that's a fact!"</p> + +<p>"And he wants one of ours to chase him with! Oh, I +wish I could fly right now, so's to hurry!" Nat cried.</p> + +<p>"A fine mess <i>you'd</i> make of it, if even a fellow like me, +that's up to snuff, don't seem able to get it down pat," +sneered Toby.</p> + +<p>"I see Elmer, and he's waving his hand to us like +fun!" exclaimed Nat, without appearing to take any +notice of the slur cast upon his abilities in the line of +aviation.</p> + +<p>Elmer came bounding toward them just then, as though +meaning to lend all the assistance in his power toward +getting the machine he fancied, if there was any choice +in the matter, to the road near by.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[71]</a></span></p> + +<p>He clutched hold of Toby's motorcycle, possibly believing +that its recent regeneration might prove fairly +lasting.</p> + +<p>So they came upon the edge of the road again, after +making all that half circle through the woods and scrub.</p> + +<p>Toby's first act was to stretch his neck, and stare along +the road. A moving object caught his eye, which he had +no difficulty in making out to be a motorcycle, upon which +a ragged specimen of a tramp was seated, and which he +was working at a great rate <i>with his feet on the pedals</i>!</p> + +<p>"He don't know beans about how to run the engine!" +Toby exclaimed, with sudden delight, as he saw this plain +fact.</p> + +<p>The road just there was as straight as a rule, for at least +a couple of miles; and the fellow had not gotten more than +a quarter of a mile away.</p> + +<p>He happened to turn his head to look back just then, +while the machine "yawed" at an alarming rate, threatening +to dispose of the tramp in the bushes. To the indignation +of Toby and Nat, the latter having also managed +to reach the spot by this time, the Wandering Willie +jauntily waved a hand toward them, as though bidding +them a fond adieu.</p> + +<p>There was a sudden sputter, and a rattling volley. Then +away sped Elmer, mounted on Toby's old machine, which +seemed about to redeem itself in this momentous crisis.</p> + +<p>"Wow! Watch his smoke, will you!" shrieked Nat.</p> + +<p>"Now will you be good, Mr. Hobo!" cried Toby; hoping +in his heart that the pursuing machine might not take +a notion to perform any of its frequent tricks and betray +its new master.</p> + +<p>The man on the stolen wheel must have heard that rattle +as of artillery behind him, for Elmer never bothered using<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[72]</a></span> +the hush pedal, such was his desire to speed up and overtake +the thief who was running off with his mount.</p> + +<p>They saw him look back over his shoulder as if in sudden +alarm. Then his legs began to work faster than they could +possibly have done in ten years, as he endeavored to pedal +his stolen property at a rate of speed that would take him +beyond reach of the relentless pursuer. But like a meteor +shooting across the sky, Elmer bore down on the hobo +motorcycle thief.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[73]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER VIII.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>TWENTY-SEVEN MILES FROM HICKORY RIDGE AND HOME.</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Look</span> at the silly guy, will you! Thinks he can run +away from a forty-mile-an-hour engine! I like his nerve, +now!" exclaimed Nat.</p> + +<p>"But Elmer's eating up the distance like fun!" cried +Toby, dancing up and down in his great excitement. +"Think of my old machine behaving so decent, would +you! Why, she runs as smooth as grease—better than +when she was new! There! He's closing in on him now +like hot cakes. Watch what happens, Nat!"</p> + +<p>They stood there in the road, with their eyes glued on +the little comedy that was happening not a great distance +away.</p> + +<p>The tramp knew from the loudness of those rapid-fire +explosions that the speeding motorcycle must be rapidly +overhauling him. No need to turn his head any longer +to size up the situation, which in his mind was becoming +acute.</p> + +<p>"He's going to skip out!" shrieked Nat, suddenly.</p> + +<p>"Sure thing!" echoed Toby. "Look at him dragging +his big trilbies along the road to slow up. Hope he don't +run slap into a tree though, and bust things higher'n a +kite!"</p> + +<p>"There he goes! Hoopla!" shouted Nat.</p> + +<p>They saw the tattered thief suddenly bring the motorcycle +to a stop, or at least what looked like it from a distance. +Then he fell over on the ground, and rolled into<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[74]</a></span> +the bushes, as if only too anxious to get out of the reach +of the owner, before he could lay hands on him.</p> + +<p>Elmer shut off power and applied the brake, for he +quickly came to a stop close by the spot where his machine +lay.</p> + +<p>"Chase after him, Elmer! Get him!" yelled Nat, as +he and his comrade started to hasten along the road, Nat +apparently forgetting that he might as well make use of +his machine, if so be it would answer his demand.</p> + +<p>But it looked as though wise Elmer saw no reason why +he should get mixed up with a rough hobo, simply to +satisfy his desire for revenge. He seemed to be bending +over the motorcycle, as though investigating the extent of +damages it might have sustained in being so hastily dropped +on the hard road.</p> + +<p>"Here, what's the reason we can't get along in style?" +demanded Toby. "Hit up your old ice wagon, and I'll +hitch on behind that far."</p> + +<p>"Sure thing!" remarked Nat, as if the idea had never +once occurred to him, he was so busy thinking of how he +would like to lay hands on the thief.</p> + +<p>After several attempts the machine decided to be good; +and as it started, Toby managed to hang on in some fashion, +until presently they arrived on the scene.</p> + +<p>Elmer had raised his motorcycle and started the engine +going, after dropping the rest at the rear, so that the back +wheel could spin in the air.</p> + +<p>"Seems to work all right!" declared Toby.</p> + +<p>"Glad to say there's been no damage done, except a +dent in the gas tank, and that can be easily pounded out +later on," Elmer declared, as he heaved a sigh of relief.</p> + +<p>"Are we going to let that hobo get off so easy; or do +we chase after him?" asked Nat, glaring around at the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[75]</a></span> +neighboring woods, in the depths of which no doubt the +object of his anger was snugly ensconced, watching to see +what they would do.</p> + +<p>"No use trying to get hold of him," remarked Elmer. +"Forget it, and let's bump along the road. He just saw a +chance to steal something that he really had no use for, +and couldn't hold back. It's all right now, and no damage +done. Get ready to start, fellows!"</p> + +<p>In another minute they were speeding away, possibly +much to the relief of the concealed tramp, who had begun +to fear that he had stirred up a hornet's nest, and was +likely to get stung pretty badly.</p> + +<p>Ten minutes later, with all three machines humming +merrily, they flitted past a roadside tavern.</p> + +<p>"See that?" called Elmer over his shoulder to Toby, +who was next in line.</p> + +<p>"The road house, d'ye mean?" answered the other.</p> + +<p>"Second signing station, fourteen miles, about, from +Hickory Ridge," Elmer said.</p> + +<p>"But you didn't make any move to stop," remarked +Toby.</p> + +<p>"No need," came the reply. "We wouldn't be apt +to pick up any later news than what Hen Condit gave us. +And we want to make all the time we can. Been enough +delay already."</p> + +<p>"But perhaps there won't be any more, from my machine +anyhow, Elmer. She's going like a greased pig. +That shake-up must have been just what the old buster +needed." Toby bawled, knowing to what the other referred +when he mentioned hold-ups.</p> + +<p>Nat was trailing along in the rear, but coming apparently +with no sign of another balk; although doubtless he lived +in perpetual fear of something new springing a surprise<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[76]</a></span> +on him. A motorcycle, once it gets to acting queer, can +establish a reputation for opening up new avenues of +trouble second to none.</p> + +<p>"Hey, look ahead!" called Toby, presently, after they +had covered another long distance of quite a number of +miles.</p> + +<p>Elmer, upon doing so, discovered that a couple of fellows +occupied the middle of the road, and seemed to act as +though they meant to stay there, no matter what came +along.</p> + +<p>As the motorcycle squad rushed toward them, Elmer had +no great difficulty in recognizing Landy's cousin, George +Robbins, and one of the Fairfield crowd, Angus McDowd.</p> + +<p>They had their arms locked, and seemed on the best of +terms with the world in general, though their steps had +a tottery look, as Nat expressed it.</p> + +<p>Finding themselves left far in the rear, these two had +apparently made up their minds not to bother about who +won the great hike; but to stick to each other, and take +things as easy as they could.</p> + +<p>Hearing the sputtering of the several machines, they +looked back and waved their hands, evidently recognizing +Elmer in the lead. Then they stepped to one side of the +road so as to let the procession pass.</p> + +<p>Elmer threw out his hand so as to warn Toby to slow +up, as he meant to do that same, and did not wish to take +the chances of being run down.</p> + +<p>"How far are we from home?" shouted both the walkers, +as Elmer came close.</p> + +<p>"About twenty miles," he replied, for he had anticipated +such a question, and prepared himself to meet it promptly.</p> + +<p>"Is that all?" called Angus McDowd, who looked pretty +much "all in."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[77]</a></span></p> + +<p>"What's the news; who's ahead, Elmer?" called +George, as the motorcycle passed.</p> + +<p>"Lil Artha at last accounts, by a long lead!"</p> + +<p>"Bully for Lil Artha!" both trampers shouted; for +Angus was so tired himself that he really cared very little +who won.</p> + +<p>"How far ahead of us, hey?" shouted George.</p> + +<p>"Only about thirteen miles, George," answered Toby +as he flitted past with a fresh start.</p> + +<p>"Oh, won't poor old Landy feel sore when he hears +how the hope of the Philander Smiths has gone aglimmering!" +mocked Nat, as he, too, went by.</p> + +<p>George made a quick motion with his hand as though +throwing something at his tormentor; then his care-free +laugh floated after them.</p> + +<p>About three miles farther along the road they discovered +another sight.</p> + +<p>"What's going on there?" shouted Toby, who again +hung rather dangerously close in the rear of the leader, +because he wanted a chance to exchange remarks from time +to time.</p> + +<p>"Looks like a breakdown, and that's a fact," Elmer +replied.</p> + +<p>"That's right," called Toby immediately. "It's Tom +Cropsey, and he's trying to put a plug in his tire. He's +got a puncture, and that ended his run as inspector."</p> + +<p>The boy looked up as they drew near, and shook his head +even as he grinned.</p> + +<p>"All in, I reckon, Elmer, can't seem to fix her!" he +called, as the scout leader flashed past.</p> + +<p>Possibly he would have been glad if they had stopped +in order to assist him repair the obstinate break; but Elmer +had other fish to fry just then, and time was too valuable<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[78]</a></span> +to waste in gaining a recruit who could never keep up +with them for even half a mile.</p> + +<p>So they presently saw the last of poor Tom, marooned +so far away from home, and with night coming on apace.</p> + +<p>Elmer knew that they might expect to overtake some +of the others at any minute now, and every time he turned +a bend he looked closely to see if there were not figures +on the road ahead.</p> + +<p>Nor was he mistaken.</p> + +<p>A few more miles, and he saw a lone pedestrian manfully +struggling onward, with a stout stick, which he had +stopped to cut, assisting him. At first Elmer thought it +was an old man hobbling along, until coming up on the +party, the other wheeled.</p> + +<p>"Hello, Jack, old fellow! making a game push for it, +eh?" called Elmer, who had slowed down considerably, +so as to give the contestant a <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'cherry'">cheery</ins> word to encourage +him in persisting.</p> + +<p>"Wow, but I guess I'm pretty near the limit, Elmer," +answered the other, who turned out to be Jack Armitage. +"How far have I come since morning, hey?"</p> + +<p>"About twenty-four miles," answered Elmer, as he +passed.</p> + +<p>"Gee, is that all? Thought it was near fifty!" lamented +the scout, as he waved his cane at both Toby and Nat as +they went by and doubtless cast an envious look at the +machines that were carrying them over the ground so +easily, while he was <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'completly'">completely</ins> done up, and ready to cry +quits.</p> + +<p>"Next!" shouted Nat, who was really enjoying this +thing of overhauling the various used-up walkers more +than anything that had come his way for a long time; it +is always so nice to spin along on a wheel, or a motorcycle,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[79]</a></span> +or in a car, and <i>pity</i> the poor fellows who have to +walk!</p> + +<p>"Well, there he is, right beyond," said Toby over his +shoulder.</p> + +<p>"Who under the sun is it?" demanded the rider in the +rear, whose view was somewhat obstructed by his companions.</p> + +<p>"Blest if I know; looks a little like our Ty Collins!" +Toby shot back.</p> + +<p>"It is Ty; anybody ought to recognize that old red +sweater of his," Elmer announced; "and he's got a fine +stone bruise on his foot, if that limp means anything!"</p> + +<p>The contestant stepped out of the road as they drew +near. He stiffened up to salute, game to the last, and +chasing away the look of pain that had been on his boyish +face.</p> + +<p>One of his shoes was held in his hand, and he had been +walking along in this way, determined not to give up until +the last gasp.</p> + +<p>"Better throw up the sponge, Ty," called Elmer, who +had the authority to order anyone out of the race who +in his judgment was unfit to continue further.</p> + +<p>Ty's face told that he welcomed this command, as it +released him from all further responsibility, and he could +retire with good grace.</p> + +<p>"What'd I better do, Elmer?" he called out.</p> + +<p>"Station four just ahead; stay there to-night. Some +one come for you in morning!" the scout leader shouted +back.</p> + +<p>"All right, I will. Hello! Toby, and you ditto, Nat. +Who's winning? That fast Fairfield fellow, Wagner, +passed me a long time ago, going strong."</p> + +<p>"Oh, Lil Artha is miles ahead of him!" replied Nat.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[80]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Hurrah for the pride of Hickory Ridge troop! Bully +for Lil Artha!" they heard Jack whoop as they sped +onward.</p> + +<p>Thus one by one they were fast picking up the contestants +who were spread out along the road to Little Falls, +covering many miles from the leader to the fellow far in +the rear, the Hope of the Philander Smiths.</p> + +<p>"There's the other bicycle boy, Phil Dale!" shouted +Toby a little later, after they had passed the tavern which +had been selected as the fourth station.</p> + +<p>"And he's near played out, too. Look at him wabble, +would you! Wow, he can't do many more miles at that +rate!" Nat yelled.</p> + +<p>Elmer gave a salute to warn the rider they were coming +and wanted half the road. As he swept past Phil called +out something, but Elmer failed to catch what he said, +the others also went whooping by, no one having thought +to slow down.</p> + +<p>And so both inspectors as well as a number of the played-out +contestants had been overhauled. They were now fast +coming to the point where a crisis would be waiting for +them. Twenty-seven miles from Hickory Ridge and evening +close at hand, when the miserable plot of the Fairfield +schemers could be put into play!</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[81]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER IX.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>NEARING THE CRISIS.</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">A sudden</span> howl arose from Nat in the rear.</p> + +<p>Both Elmer and Toby knew what it meant. The tricky +wheel of Nat had given signs of balking again, and they +must make a stop in order to coax it to be good. Elmer +seemed to have a "wheedling" way about him, both the +others had confessed, when it came to patching up the peace +with a mutinous motor. He seemed just naturally to know +how to go about smoothing out difficulties in a way that +told of his being a born mechanic, although as yet he had +found but few chances to show his skill.</p> + +<p>So Elmer, though not without considerable reluctance, +threw up his hand as a signal that he meant to stop. Perhaps +he might even have thought of leaving Nat, and +taking only Toby with him; but after the other had stuck it +out so valiantly all this while, it hardly seemed fair to +abandon him on such a slight pretext.</p> + +<p>So they were soon busy over the refractory motor, Elmer +looking into the trouble with his customary skill.</p> + +<p>"How many other fellows are there ahead of us?" +asked Nat, who was hovering over the one who worked, +eager to lend a hand if called upon.</p> + +<p>"Quite a bunch," replied Toby. "Let's see, there ought +to be Red, Matty, Lil Artha on our side, and from what we +know about the Fairfield crowd we've still got to reckon +with Henry Cobb and Felix Wagner."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[82]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Just leave out Cobb, boys," remarked Elmer, as he +worked rapidly.</p> + +<p>"Why?" demanded Toby.</p> + +<p>"Oh, he's all in, for a fact!" laughed the other.</p> + +<p>"But say, we didn't pass Cobb; unless he was lying +in the bushes along the side of the road. How d'ye know +he's given up the fight, Elmer?" questioned Toby, bent +on finding out.</p> + +<p>"I saw him sitting in that number four station, with +one of his feet on a chair, and being bound up," replied +the scout leader.</p> + +<p>"Shucks, you don't say so!" exclaimed Nat. "Whatever +in the wide world do you think can have happened to +him?"</p> + +<p>"Perhaps he's been bit by a mad dog!" suggested Toby.</p> + +<p>"Might a' been a rattlesnake; I've heard tell about lots +of the critters being found up this way. One man used +to hunt 'em just for the skins and the rattlesnake oil he +got. Some people say it's mighty fine for rheumatism; and +athletes use it a heap. Say, Elmer, what d'ye think?" +Nat went on.</p> + +<p>"Oh, nothing like all that stuff," chuckled the other. +"Henry has just sprained his ankle, I reckon, and is getting +it bound up. That eliminates all the Fairfield contestants +but one—Felix Wagner."</p> + +<p>"And him the most dangerous of the bunch!" muttered +Toby.</p> + +<p>"How does it come on, Elmer; think you can get it +fixed? Gee, I hope so, because I'd sure hate to drop out +now!" said Nat.</p> + +<p>"It's going to be all right; just give me three minutes +more, and I'll have it in shape for a long run," came the +reply.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[83]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, that sounds good to me!" declared Nat; "because +I do want to be in at the finish"; and secretly behind +Elmer's back he doubled up his fist, showed it to +Toby and the two conspirators grinned and nodded, as +though they had their minds fully made up as to what +they meant to do if the chance opened.</p> + +<p>Elmer knew what he was saying when he made that +promise. By the time the three minutes were up he handed +the motorcycle over to its owner.</p> + +<p>"There you are, Nat; give the engine a tryout," he said.</p> + +<p>And as the other did so, with the result that the explosions +started off with a rush such as Nat had not been +acquainted with of late, he gave a shout.</p> + +<p>"Runs bully, Elmer, you're just a wiz, when it comes +to tinkering with things. I bet you the old hippo runs +like a scared dog now. Here goes, fellows!"</p> + +<p>He jumped for the saddle, almost missed it, and managing +to climb on, went along the road furiously, though +quickly slackening his speed as Elmer called out.</p> + +<p>"How is it?" asked the latter, as he overtook Nat.</p> + +<p>"Just oh be joyful, that's what!" answered Nat, who +seemed tickled at the way his rackety machine was now +behaving. "Why, she answers to the least touch, and is +as spry as a young colt. I'm almost afraid she'll take a +sudden notion to run away with me yet, Elmer."</p> + +<p>"There's Red, boys! He's still hitting up the pace; but +it's only grit that carries him on now!" observed Elmer.</p> + +<p>Red had always been known as the possessor of a stubborn +will. Although he was dragging his feet after him +when first the three on motorcycles discovered him, no +sooner did he know of their coming than he braced up +wonderfully and pretended to be as fresh as in the start.</p> + +<p>Again were a few sentences exchanged as they drew past.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[84]</a></span> +But Red did not deign to ask how far he was from home. +He gave a shout upon hearing that the long-legged Hickory +Ridge scout was said to be well in the lead; as though his +one thought was to have his troop win out.</p> + +<p>"Ambulance be along later, Red!" shouted Nat, who +could not resist the chance to get in another little dig; but +Red put his hands up to his mouth to serve as a megaphone +as he yelled after them:</p> + +<p>"Not for me; I'm able to walk back home again, if I +want to, understand!"</p> + +<p>Now they kept a lookout for Matty, who could not be +far beyond. They discovered him bending down at a running +stream where he had evidently been slaking his thirst, +and perhaps bathing his tired feet, for his shoes were both +off.</p> + +<p>Again did Elmer give the "high sign," and the others +took heed. The three riders jumped to the ground. That +clear water looked mighty enticing; and, besides, here was +the last fellow whom they might expect to overtake, save +Felix and Lil Artha; and a wide gap was believed to exist +between them.</p> + +<p>"Come on in, fellows, the water's fine," laughed Matty, +whose face looked as if he had dipped it partly in the creek, +for the dust was washed in streaks; but his smile was just +as genial as ever.</p> + +<p>The trio soon slaked their thirst.</p> + +<p>"Where are we at?" demanded the leader of the +Beaver Patrol, who had made a pretty good bid for the +prize, considering that he was not gifted with such long +legs as the two fellows ahead.</p> + +<p>"I think about twenty-nine miles out," Elmer returned.</p> + +<p>"And with just two fellows ahead; but I've got a poor +chance to overhaul 'em, though I don't give up yet awhile.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[85]</a></span> +That's all, ain't it, Elmer, Lil Artha and that muscular +Dutchman, Felix Wagner?"</p> + +<p>"That's all," nodded Elmer. "Glad to find you so +filled with pluck, Matty; though it looks as if Lil Artha +would have to carry the colors of Hickory Ridge troop to +the scout master of Little Falls."</p> + +<p>"How does the game stand; is Felix overhauling our +chum?" asked the other, as he started to put on his shoes, +making a wry face while doing so, as if his feet might be +more or less sore.</p> + +<p>"Not that we know of; for at last accounts Lil Artha +had a lead of some three miles, and was going strong," +Elmer replied.</p> + +<p>"Then what in the mischief do you fellows look so +serious about, that's what I want to know?" demanded +Matty, whose sharp eyes had read something in their manner +that told him everything was not as serene as outward +conditions would seem to imply.</p> + +<p>"Listen, then, and I'll try to tell you as quickly as I +can." And saying this, Elmer started to relate how word +had come of the detestable scheme engineered by some of +the rougher element among the Fairfield boys, looking to +rendering Lil Artha ineligible as a contestant, by either +coaxing him to ride in their auto, or if he persistently declined, +forcing him into doing so.</p> + +<p>Matty's indignation was immediate.</p> + +<p>"What a lot of scoundrels they are!" he declared, between +his set teeth. "If I wasn't a scout right now, d'ye +know what I'd say they deserved?"</p> + +<p>"Well, never mind," laughed Elmer; "don't commit +yourself, Matty. And now, boys, since we've refreshed ourselves, +let's be moving. This is probably the last stop +we'll make up to the time we overhaul our chum who is<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[86]</a></span> +so gallantly carrying our colors to victory. Come along, +both of you."</p> + +<p>Elmer had thought they could spare the few minutes +needed to get a drink, and give Matty some hints as to how +things stood. The leader of the Beaver Patrol had made +such a brave fight of it, in that he had covered nearly +thirty miles of territory since morning, that really he deserved +to be told.</p> + +<p>Fortunately both of the older machines started in decent +order. Doubtless Toby and Nat breathed sighs of relief +when this fact became evident; for they had been having +so much trouble of late that they distrusted the working +capacity of the worn-out motors to rise to an occasion.</p> + +<p>But everything seemed going along smoothly, and once +more the three sped along, passing the fifth station, which +was the same Rockledge from whence the news had come +concerning Lil Artha some two hours and more before.</p> + +<p>"How far d'ye think he could have gone in two hours, +Elmer?" asked Toby, who, as usual, was making the leader +a pacer for his own progress, as he hung dangerously close +at the rear of Elmer's machine.</p> + +<p>"Well, if he was fairly fresh Lil Artha might make +eight miles, and think little of it," replied the other.</p> + +<p>"But he must be tired by now, and say he's made six, +wouldn't that about fill the bill, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"We'll call it six, just for fun, and let it go at that. +Look out for Felix about this time. He ought to still be +half an hour behind the leader."</p> + +<p>"Unless the conditions have changed a whole lot, which +I don't think has happened," Toby called.</p> + +<p>Elmer had even considered dropping off while passing +through Rockledge, just to find out when Felix entered +his name and time of arrival. But on second thought he<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[87]</a></span> +decided that it did not matter much anyway; since it was +not the persistent work of Felix that bothered them half +so much as what the plotters meant to do.</p> + +<p>Thirty-two miles' walk was something worth while for +boys who had never made any pretense of being skilled +pedestrians; and even the slowest in the bunch, George and +Angus McDowd, need not be ashamed, after having tramped +over twenty miles since sunrise, without any previous experience +and no preparation, such as old walkers of the +Weston and O'Leary type practice before starting on a +long hike.</p> + +<p>A short time after leaving Rockledge, they believed that +they must have reached the thirty-five-mile stage.</p> + +<p>Elmer gave his horn a little toot, that being his way of +signaling to his comrades that he had sighted something +ahead.</p> + +<p>"Is it Felix?" asked Toby, fearful lest the reply might +indicate that Lil Artha had fallen back to second in the +race, and the sturdy Dutchman beat him out.</p> + +<p>"It isn't our chum, anyhow," Elmer answered; "because +he lacks half a foot of being as tall. Yes, it must be +Felix Wagner."</p> + +<p>"He's walking strong, Elmer!" declared Toby, anxiously.</p> + +<p>"So is Lil Artha, you'll find," the other flung back.</p> + +<p>"Do you think he can be far ahead still?" Toby persisted, +just as though the boy in the lead could tell everything.</p> + +<p>"I reckon he's holding his own," answered Elmer. +"When we last heard he was half an hour to the good. +Then we'll likely run across him a few miles farther on."</p> + +<p>"Say, it ain't far from dusk now, Elmer!" sang out +Nat from the rear.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[88]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Oh, we know that easy enough," called Toby. "Just +you keep your machine in good temper, Nat, and everything'll +be lovely, with the goose hanging high."</p> + +<p>So they flew past the Fairfield walker in rapid style.</p> + +<p>After that little exchange of opinions the trio relapsed +into silence for a brief time. The motors kept humming +away as though out for business, and the regular music +that his machine was giving forth seemed especially pleasing +to Nat. Why, he was that delighted he could not bear +to hush matters in the least by using the muffler! Who +cared for the noise anyway; this was no crowded town for +the police to interfere.</p> + +<p>And now Elmer began to grow anxious. Felix had +waved his hand to them in passing, and they had answered +in a friendly way, Felix was not supposed to know anything +about the mean plan on foot to further his interests +at the expense of the one whose fine work entitled him thus +far to the lead.</p> + +<p>How would they find Lil Artha? Was the pride of the +khaki troop holding out all right, or would they discover +that he showed signs of weakening when that sturdy and +persistent Dutchman in the rear would soon pass him by?</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[89]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER X.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>FOUND AT LAST.</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Elmer</span> was thinking about the car that had started from +Fairfield an hour before Toby and Nat learned about the +scheme to waylay the leader in the great hike, in case he +proved to be a representative of Hickory Ridge, and prevent +him from carrying out his intentions not to ride a +foot of the way to Little Falls.</p> + +<p>It could have easily overtaken Lil Artha long before +this. Possibly the four reckless young fellows in the car +may have gone on ahead, to pick out a favorable place for +the ambush, from which they meant to pounce on the +walking Lil Artha and play their mean game.</p> + +<p>He was looking on either side of the road as he went, +as though the thought had come to him that perhaps he +might discover the car in hiding; the plotters having decided +to wait until dark before overtaking the leader.</p> + +<p>Then another idea flashed across Elmer's mind, and he +no longer bothered looking either to the right or the left. +Instead his eyes sought the road in front of his motorcycle.</p> + +<p>It was now beginning to grow a trifle like twilight. The +glowing sun had sunk in the west, and left a legacy of red +and gold to paint a few fleecy clouds that hovered there +in the heavens.</p> + +<p>So it was not as easy as one might wish, to discover +signs on the road, especially when going at the pace they +held. But here and there the conditions became a little +more favorable. Perhaps it was because the trees were<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[90]</a></span> +farther back, allowing more of that glow from the west +to reach them; or else the shading branches had prevented +the sun from drying the mud entirely, so that such a broad +mark as that made by a poorly inflated automobile tire +might be detected.</p> + +<p>And this was just what Elmer was looking for. He +found it presently, too; and was even able to tell that the +car had been going at a pretty good clip in the same direction +in which they were even then headed. This he did +by noting that the mud had been splashed <i>forward</i>, so that +it struck trees ahead of where it had formerly rested on +the roadbed. And the distance it had been thrown was +proof of considerable speed on the part of the passing car.</p> + +<p>So Elmer constantly found his previous experience in +following a trail of considerable benefit when filling the +position of a scout leader. Little things that others would +have neglected to notice, or which, if seen, might be looked +upon as mere nothings, assumed an importance in his eyes +just as they would to an Indian born to reading signs +when following a trail in forest or on the desert.</p> + +<p>There was no especial need of shouting all this out for +the information of the two fellows following after him. +They were quite satisfied to leave the arrangement of +things in his hands. All Toby and Nat wanted was a +chance to have a say in the wind-up; and if the opportunity +arose, to put in a good lick for Hickory Ridge.</p> + +<p>All the while Elmer was trying to figure distances. He +had taken note of the cyclometer at the time he passed +Felix Wagner. It stood at just thirty-five miles then. And +if, as they suspected, Lil Artha, the gallant Hickory Ridge +representative, was some three or four miles ahead of his +closest rival, it was now about time they were sighting the +long-legged boy pedestrian.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[91]</a></span></p> + +<p>Indeed, unless they soon came upon him, Elmer would +begin to worry, lest those reckless blades in the Fairfield +car had declined to wait for darkness to come in order +to hide their actions, and had already carried their plan +into execution.</p> + +<p>It was therefore with a purpose that Elmer shaded his +speed down until they were not moving along much more +than twice as fast as a walker would go.</p> + +<p>"Keep tabs on the road to the left, boys, as we go," he +called back.</p> + +<p>"What for?" demanded Toby, eager to do whatever +the leader wished, and yet not able to see for himself.</p> + +<p>"Notice any signs that might stand for a struggle," +Elmer went on.</p> + +<p>"Good gracious! Elmer, do you think they've jumped +Lil Artha already?" demanded Toby; and from the rear +Nat called out:</p> + +<p>"Didn't you say you thought they'd hold over till it +got dark enough so he couldn't recognize 'em, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"That's right, I did; and I still believe so," replied the +leader, confidently. "When I ask you to help me look +for any signs of a free-for-all scrap, I don't believe we'll +find such a thing; but I'm just insuring the correctness of +my ideas."</p> + +<p>"Oh, that's it, eh?" said Toby; though from the manner +in which he uttered the words it could be plainly seen +that he failed to fully grasp Elmer's true meaning.</p> + +<p>But with three pairs of young eyes on the watch, it was +not very likely that anything in the nature of marks indicating +a scrimmage would escape. A lot of boys engaged +in a wrestling match would be apt to leave many traces +on the road; for knowing Lil Artha as they did, the three<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[92]</a></span> +chums felt sure he could not be hauled into that Fairfield +auto without a desperate resistance.</p> + +<p>Once Nat sang out something that sounded as though he +had made a discovery; and instantly Elmer gave the signal +for a stop. With his heart beating like a trip hammer he +dropped his machine and hurried back.</p> + +<p>"Where is it, Nat?" he asked, eagerly, ready to attempt +the reading of such signs as might be found on the dirt +of the road.</p> + +<p>Nat's eyes opened wide.</p> + +<p>"Where's what?" he asked, as if astonished.</p> + +<p>"Didn't you sing out that you'd seen something that +ought to be investigated?" asked Elmer.</p> + +<p>"Why, not that I know of," replied Nat, seeming rather +confused.</p> + +<p>"But you did call out something?" went on the other, +hardly knowing whether to feel provoked or to laugh.</p> + +<p>"Sure I did; but it was only to tell you I was feeling +as empty as a sugar barrel that's been scraped clean. +When do we get a snack, I'd like to know?" Nat replied, +rubbing the pit of his stomach as if to indicate its state +of emptiness.</p> + +<p>"Well, if that ain't the worst cheek I ever struck," +growled Toby; "to stop us just when my machine had got +into its best stride, and was humming most beautifully!"</p> + +<p>"Oh, come off your perch!" cried Nat. "I didn't +stop you—never dreamed of such a thing. It was an accident, +that's all."</p> + +<p>"Never mind," remarked Elmer, as he prepared to +mount again. "Not much time lost, and I've made sure +that Lil Artha has gone along here, <i>with the car in front +of him</i>!"</p> + +<p>"What's that?" asked Toby, hardly understanding.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[93]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Why, I've seen a place where our chum's footprint +is marked <i>in the tread</i> the automobile tire made in the half-hard +mud. That tells as plain as print the car must have +passed him back here a little; for if he was not coming +<i>after</i> it he could not have stepped in the trail left by the +tire," Elmer went on, calmly.</p> + +<p>"Oh, yes, I see now what you mean, Elmer; and as +sure as you live it's a mighty clever idea. Takes you to +think up all those things. That's what you learned when +you were out there on the plains, didn't you?" Toby remarked.</p> + +<p>"Of course," was all the scout leader replied; but he +could not help thinking that in the case of some fellows it +would be necessary for them to have about fifty years' +experience out West before they could grasp the true +meaning of clews and trails and such things.</p> + +<p>"Is there any need now for us to look out, and try to +find traces of a scrap?" asked Nat, as he balanced his +machine and prepared to start.</p> + +<p>"You might as well keep it up," came the answer.</p> + +<p>"But if those chaps have gone ahead, what's the use?" +demanded Nat.</p> + +<p>"Because, don't you see," put in Toby, anxious to air +his knowledge, "what's going to hinder them lying in +wait, and jumping out on Lil Artha. Shall we keep tabs +of the left side as before, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"The left—yes; but I imagine we're going to come upon +our chum mighty soon now. That track was fresh, and +I've an idea it wasn't made more than ten minutes ago, +at the most fifteen."</p> + +<p>Both the other lads looked admiringly at the one who +was able so confidently to say such a positive thing. They +could not imagine how it was done; and as their glances<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[94]</a></span> +met they shook their heads, as though condoling with each +other on their mutual ignorance.</p> + +<p>Then pop-pop-pop, and they were all off in a line, with +Nat, as usual bringing up the rear, and Elmer in the van.</p> + +<p>Ahead of them, about half a mile away, there seemed to +be some sort of a bend; although the shadows played +around the spot so densely that even the sharp eyesight +of Elmer failed to make sure just what sort of a curve the +road took there.</p> + +<p>He had what he called a "hunch" that once around +this they would be apt to sight the one in whose fortunes +they were so vitally interested. So away they tore, letting +the engines out for all they were worth; and Nat, as before, +utterly ignoring the fact that he had a muffler connected +with his metal steed.</p> + +<p>And as Elmer whirled around the curve he looked eagerly +ahead. At first he saw nothing save a long stretch of +road that seemed to mellow as it dropped a little in the +distance. Was it possible that Lil Artha could have passed +beyond the extreme limit of observation? If so, then the +deduction he had made as to the length of time elapsing +since that footprint was made could not have been the +true one.</p> + +<p>Ah, what was that moving there under the trees about +half a mile ahead, and just before the road took its slight +downward pitch? Surely he had seen something rise and +fall with regularity; and it could hardly be a branch.</p> + +<p>The object caught his eye again. It was red, and Elmer +suddenly remembered that Lil Artha always made it a +point to carry a couple of big red bandana handkerchiefs +along with him when about to indulge in any game, +whether baseball, football or a fishing excursion that entailed +a long walk.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[95]</a></span></p> + +<p>Yes, surely that must be their comrade, who, hearing the +familiar explosion of the motorcycle engines, and possibly +guessing that some of the Hickory Ridge boys were following +on his trail, had stepped aside to let them pass. And +that waving of the red flag was not intended as a signal +of warning, but simply Lil Artha's method of greeting his +mates as they flew by.</p> + +<p>He could see the tall figure plainly now, and even note +how he carried his khaki jacket over his left arm, as the +evening was anything but cool.</p> + +<p>And Elmer felt a thrill of satisfaction as he realized that +after all their troubles on the way they had finally come +to the point where they were about to join forces with the +gallant fellow who was on his thirty-sixth mile and still +set upon arriving at Little Falls long before dawn closed +the contest.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha stood at attention. He had recognized in the +leading figure the assistant scout master of the troop, and, +like a good scout, believed in paying him the respect due +his office. Under ordinary circumstances they were chums +and ready to indulge in any sort of rough-and-tumble +boyish wrestle, but when on duty it must always be a different +thing.</p> + +<p>So, as his hand came up in the regular scout salute, +Lil Artha was surprised to see that the other was bringing +his motorcycle to a slow down, as were also those in +the rear, whom he now recognized as Toby and Nat.</p> + +<p>Apparently, then, they intended to stop and speak with +him, perhaps with the idea of giving him fresh courage to +plod along over the ten miles or so that still remained +between himself and his destination.</p> + +<p>Nothing averse to having a little chat with his chums<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[96]</a></span> +as he walked along, the tall scout stepped out from under +the overshadowing branches of the tree.</p> + +<p>"Hello, fellows!" he remarked. "Say, this is mighty +nice in you, hunting me up just to say howdy and wish +me luck. What's the news back along the line?"</p> + +<p>"All pins down in this alley but one other besides you, +Lil Artha," said Toby, quickly.</p> + +<p>"And I bet you I know who that chap is—he comes +from Fairfield and his name is Felix Wagner. How'd I +get on to that? Why, what's the use of telephones if you +don't use 'em? I called up and found out, you see. +But don't you worry one minute. Why, I ain't near +played out. Fact is, fellows, I'm getting my second wind, +and right now I'm good for another thirty without stopping."</p> + +<p>"Gee, you are a wonder, all right!" exclaimed Nat, admiringly.</p> + +<p>"But listen, Lil Artha," said Elmer as they walked on +in company, those who had motorcycles trundling them +along; "we've followed you all the way from Hickory +Ridge, which we left at four to-day, just to warn you that +you're in danger of being kidnaped!"</p> + +<p>"What!" exclaimed the tall scout, evidently astounded. +"Say that again, won't you, Elmer? Me kidnaped! +Say, are you joshing me now or what? Open up +and tell me."</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[97]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XI.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>THE HOWL OF THE WOLF SIGNAL.</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Well</span>, I like that, now!" burst out Toby. "He thinks +we've run all the way from good old Hickory Ridge, thirty-five +miles away and more, just to hand him a string."</p> + +<p>"And me taking all the dreadful chances of breaking +my neck with this cranky machine that's got into its second +childhood!" echoed Nat, indignantly.</p> + +<p>Elmer paid no attention to these side remarks. He could +easily understand just how Lil Artha looked at things. +Not having the slightest suspicion concerning any crooked +work in connection with the great hike, he could not comprehend +what was meant by "kidnaping" him.</p> + +<p>"Just what we're here for, old fellow," he remarked. +"In the first place, perhaps you know it, and again you +may not; but Mr. Garrabrant sent these two good scouts +over to Fairfield on their motorcycles to take notes of the +start made by the three fellows who meant to compete +with us in this event."</p> + +<p>"Yes, I knew about that," muttered Lil Artha.</p> + +<p>"All right," Elmer continued. "They performed their +duties, and then, according to orders, hung around to find +out whether there might be any talk about some of those +famous tricks that used to be played when Matt Tubbs +was running things with a high hand over there."</p> + +<p>"But hasn't Matt turned over a new leaf; did Mr. Garrabrant +expect that it was all a make believe with him?" +asked the other, quickly.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[98]</a></span></p> + +<p>"No," said the scout leader; "so far as we can tell, +Matt is in dead earnest about doing the right thing from +now on. I reckon he'd be as mad as hops if he heard +what some of his old mates have arranged."</p> + +<p>"Well, hurry on and tell me, please, Elmer; I'm as +curious as any old woman you ever ran across," and Lil +Artha laughed as he said this.</p> + +<p>"Late in the afternoon they happened to overhear a +talk between two Fairfield boys, and then and there learned +about the scheme. It seems that four fellows in a car had +already been gone an hour. They were to run up to the +head of the line, and find out just how things lay. If a +Fairfield competitor was running in the lead, of course +nothing would happen; but in case it proved to be a Hickory +Ridge scout <i>they had their orders</i>."</p> + +<p>"But see here, Elmer, wouldn't that knock them out of +the organization. The rules of the scouts wouldn't stand +for such an outrage," protested Lil Artha.</p> + +<p>"Hold on, Lil Artha," interrupted Elmer. "You don't +seem to get on to the real facts. Nobody said a word about +any scouts being connected with this thing."</p> + +<p>"Outsiders, then, you mean, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, some of the crowd that used to run with Matt +Tubbs when he was the terror of the county. You know +they broke with him at the time he saw a great light. Some +of the best in the bunch followed him into the Fairfield +troop. Others laughed at the idea of turning over a new +leaf. And they say there's a new bully cropped up in +Fairfield, a fellow who used to sneeze in the old days every +time Matt took snuff."</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Lil Artha, "I know—Eddie Johnston; and +a bad egg he is, too."</p> + +<p>"Well," went on Elmer; "he's engineering this deal.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[99]</a></span> +The idea is that these four fellows will try to coax you to +enter their ear for a lift, promising that nobody will ever +hear about it, you see."</p> + +<p>"But they ought to know I'd laugh at 'em. I'm good +for the rest of the hike, and could put on fresh speed if I +sighted any feller coming along to bother me," the tall +scout declared.</p> + +<p>"Well, in that case they had orders to jump you, get +you in the car by force, and carry you off, to drop you +ten miles away, perhaps at Little Falls. In that way, you +see, Lil Artha, you would be eliminated from the game, +because you had <i>entered a vehicle</i>, which is against the +rules. And the second one in the race would win. That +must be Felix Wagner."</p> + +<p>"Does he know about this?" demanded the excited +scout, frowning.</p> + +<p>"Of course," answered Elmer, "we don't feel sure +about it; but the chances are he doesn't. No fellow who +has his heart in the true principles the scout movement +stands for, could take a hand in such a nasty game. And +I'm hoping that if Felix learned what has been done he'd +be the very first to declare that he wouldn't accept a +tainted title!"</p> + +<p>"Good for you, Elmer! I don't know Felix very well +myself, but I want to think of him in that way, because +he's a fellow scout. But look here. I guess I saw the bunch +you speak of pass me by only a little while back."</p> + +<p>"Yes, I knew they had gone on ahead, because I saw +that in several places your footprint was plainly marked +in the tread of the auto tire in the mud," said the scout +leader, quietly.</p> + +<p>"Well, I declare now, if you don't beat anything in +finding out them tricks!" remarked Lil Artha, who frequently<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[100]</a></span> +forgot there was such a thing as grammar in the +wide world. "Nobody else'd think of that way. The rest +of us have got heaps to learn. But I only saw two fellers +in the car, Elmer."</p> + +<p>"Oh, well, perhaps the others were hiding low down +for a purpose," returned the one who observed things +closely and figured out results. "If they all showed +themselves you would be apt to know them later when they +started in with their rough-house business."</p> + +<p>"Then what d'ye think they mean to do?" asked the +tall scout, anxiously; at the same time Toby and Nat noticed +that his hands were doubling up into fists, as if the old +spirit of self-defense had begun to run riot within him.</p> + +<p>"They've gone down the road a few miles to some +place that looks good to them. Then, I reckon, the bunch +will pile out and hide till you come along. And while +they're about it, they may disguise their faces in some way +with handkerchiefs. When fellows are in for something +that won't bear the light of day, they nearly always do +that, don't you know, Lil Artha?"</p> + +<p>"Sure I do," nodded the tall scout, promptly. "More'n +a few times I've done the same myself, and so has Toby +here. But all the same it's a mean dodge to try and cheat +me out of my honest dues. What're we goin' to do about +it, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"It stands to reason that we don't mean to let the game +go through," replied the one addressed, frowning. "I'm +as much opposed to violence as any fellow could be; but +there may come times when even the scout is justified in +using his fists. Mr. Garrabrant says so; and if he was here, +even if he is a man of peace, he'd say the same."</p> + +<p>"That's right Elmer; I've heard him say that myself, +and he'd laugh right out when he declared that he was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[101]</a></span> +a man of peace, and that he was bound to have peace even +if he had to fight to get it," chuckled Toby.</p> + +<p>"All right," snapped Elmer. "We must remember +that we're up against a condition that can only be met by +standing up for our rights. If those four rascals from +Fairfield tried to push Lil Artha into their car against +his will, he'd be justified in kicking and striking out in +defense of his liberty, wouldn't he, scout law or not? +And on the same ground, we, as his comrades, have the +right to defend him."</p> + +<p>"And by ginger we will!" burst out Toby, triumphantly.</p> + +<p>"Make your mind easy on that, Lil Artha," declared +Nat; "we haven't run all the way from Hickory Ridge +to see our chum badly treated without putting in a few +good licks for him. Gee, it will seem like old times! My +style is getting rusty, and will need some sandpapering, +I guess."</p> + +<p>"Of course, talk won't amount to a row of pins," said +Elmer.</p> + +<p>"Not with that kind of skunks it won't," observed Lil +Artha.</p> + +<p>"As Mr. Garrabrant isn't here, and I stand in his place, +I'll have to try and do what I think he'd commend," +Elmer went on.</p> + +<p>"About that peace racket, even if you have to fight to +get it, eh?" laughed Nat.</p> + +<p>"Wait and see," replied the scout leader, nodding his +head, and giving the other a significant, look that made +Nat's heart glad; for, like Red Huggins, Nat had always +had something of a reputation as a fighter, and found it +most difficult to repress this pugnacious spirit after he +joined the scouts.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[102]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Lay out the programme, Elmer, won't you, please?" +begged Lil Artha.</p> + +<p>"Yes, tell us just what each fellow must do," added +Toby.</p> + +<p>"Well, I've been thinking it over as we came along," +remarked the one to whom these appeals were addressed; +"and this is the plan I settled on as promising the best +results. In the first place, as these chaps want darkness +before they show their hand, so that Lil Artha won't be +apt to recognize them, the chances are they've gone several +miles farther on before running the car in among the +trees at a likely spot. Do you agree on that, boys?"</p> + +<p>"Sounds good to me, Elmer; please go on and roll your +hoop," said Nat.</p> + +<p>"Beats all how you can hit things so close," remarked +Toby; "because, now that you've mentioned it, I c'n see +how they'd be apt to do just that very thing."</p> + +<p>"I'm agreein' with the rest, so keep moving, Elmer," +Lil Artha observed, deeply interested in the results, as he +had a right to be.</p> + +<p>"Well, then, suppose now we ride on behind Lil Artha +for another mile. Then he can hold up when I give a +little whistle, or he hears the faint howl of a wolf in the +distance. The three of us will then proceed to hide our +motorcycles somewhere in the woods, marking the place +at the roadside so we can find 'em again easy later on to-night. +After that we'll haul upon our chum, and keep +a little distance behind him as he tramps on toward Little +Falls."</p> + +<p>"Bully idea!" declared the object of all this attention, +shaking the hand of the one who had suggested it. "And +a feller don't have to have more'n two eyes, with a mite<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[103]</a></span> +of common sense back of 'em, to know what's goin' to +happen when the Fairfield bullies jump out on me."</p> + +<p>"Whack! whack! that's two down; one with the right, +and t'other with the left duke, leaving only two for you +three boys," declared Nat, making a violent lunge in either +direction, as though getting in trim after these months of +idleness, when following the mild paths of peace.</p> + +<p>Toby laughed.</p> + +<p>"Say, what d'ye suppose we'll be doing all that while?" +he demanded. "Don't be so greedy, Nathan. It's one +apiece all around. Nothin' could be fairer than that, and +I put it up to Elmer here. Who wants to get cheated out +of his share, tell me that!"</p> + +<p>"I reckon that ought to be understood in the beginning," +remarked Elmer, dryly. "Get this notion out of +your heads, fellows. All we want is to protect Lil Artha. +If talking would do it I'd say leave it to me entirely; +but we all know it needs something stronger. So let each +fellow try to capture one of the bunch in ambush and hold +him. Perhaps they'll skedaddle as soon as they see us +coming, and the job will be done without one blow."</p> + +<p>"But if they do resist when we're trying to defend our +chum, what then?" asked Nat, with the most agonizing +appeal in his voice, as though he saw his dearest hopes +fading, fading gradually away.</p> + +<p>"Oh, that goes without saying," chuckled Elmer. "I +don't think there's any real need of my giving you fellows +orders along that line, because you know what the only +remedy is. Only, please don't forget for one minute that +you are scouts, and as such should hold your hand the +instant the white flag goes up."</p> + +<p>"Sure we will, Elmer, if we see it!" chuckled Nat. "You +make me happy again. Gee! I was afraid you might say<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[104]</a></span> +that under no circumstances was a poor fellow allowed to +defend himself—that, like a lot of old women, all we could +do was to grab an enemy and hold on, no matter how he +scratched and bit and gouged. It's all right. We've got +our orders, fellows. Nuff said."</p> + +<p>All this time they had been walking at a rather stiff +pace along the road that led in the direction of Little Falls, +distant something like nine miles. When Lil Artha had +said that he believed he was in possession of his second +wind, he evidently knew what he was talking about. At +least the others were hard pushed to keep up with the long-legged +contestant, hampered as they were by their heavy +machines, which had to be trundled along with considerable +effort.</p> + +<p>"Fall back and mount, fellows," said Elmer; "and +you, Lil Artha, keep listening for the signal to wait for +us. Only a mile do we dare keep going; to get closer to +the place of ambush might betray us, as they would hear +the explosions from one of these machines, the muffler of +which never works decently. Get that?"</p> + +<p>"It's as plain as the nose on my face, and nobody can +miss that," replied the other, as he started off along the +road.</p> + +<p>Elmer cautioned his comrades to make as little racket as +possible, and presently they followed on their motorcycles.</p> + +<p>About ten minutes later a low, weird sound floated +through the air. To most persons it would have meant +that some farmer's watchdog was uneasy, and baying at +the stars; but Lil Artha knew better.</p> + +<p>It was intended for the howl of the wolf, the sign of his +patrol!</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[105]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XII.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>THE AMBUSH.</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">I see</span> him, Elmer," whispered Toby.</p> + +<p>"Couldn't be anybody else," chuckled Nat, "because +Lil Artha is as tall as a house, you know."</p> + +<p>The contestant representing the Hickory Ridge scouts +was standing there in the middle of the road, waiting for +them to come up.</p> + +<p>"Is it time, Elmer?" he asked, anxiously, as the other +three joined him.</p> + +<p>The gloaming was about them; indeed, since the heavens +were beginning to be overshadowed by clouds, the dusk +had already commenced to settle, earlier than usual in the +end of August.</p> + +<p>It had been a pretty fair day, but there was no telling +what the night might bring forth; and Lil Artha, wisely +looking ahead to a possible thunder-storm about midnight, +was determined to complete his long hike as early as +possible.</p> + +<p>"Yes," replied the leader of the Wolf Patrol, quietly. +"We're going to hide our machines somewhere about here, +where we can find them when we need them a little +later."</p> + +<p>"And you want me to hold up till you're ready?" +asked Lil Artha.</p> + +<p>"That's the programme," came the reply. "You see, +we expect that the four hold-up fellows must be hidden +only a little farther along; and we want to have our part<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[106]</a></span> +of the game fixed. Just sit down here, Lil Artha, and we'll +be back again in a jiffy."</p> + +<p>"Well, if it's all the same to you, Elmer, I think I'll +keep on standing," replied the tall boy, with a chuckle.</p> + +<p>"Oh, all right," replied Elmer; "you're the doctor, +and ought to know what's best for your own case. Just +wait for us here. Come along, fellows, and bring your +motorcycles with you."</p> + +<p>Of course there was no mystery about the refusal of +Lil Artha to sit down. He knew from past experiences +how difficult it is to get in working order again at such +a stage in a long hike should he give way to the temptation +and drop upon the ground. It was better to keep +moving, and not allow any of his muscles to get stiffened.</p> + +<p>Following Elmer, the others pushed into the woods on +the right, where the scout leader seemed to think the conditions +looked best for the hiding of the three machines.</p> + +<p>It was not a hard task to secrete them in the bushes.</p> + +<p>"Hope it don't rain before we come back again," remarked +Toby, as he came out from the thicket where he +had placed his motorcycle as carefully as though it were +a brand-new one; for on account of its recent fairly decent +performances the boy began to feel a return of his former +affection for the wheel.</p> + +<p>"We'll have to take the chances on that," replied +Elmer. "These clouds may not stand for anything, +after all."</p> + +<p>"Often tries a big bluff like that," remarked Nat; "so +we ain't going to worry about it. Besides, if the little +circus is soon over, we can come here to get the bunch +before long."</p> + +<p>"Back to the road then, fellows," Toby observed, leading +off with confidence.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[107]</a></span></p> + +<p>A minute later Nat broke out again:</p> + +<p>"Say, what d'ye know about this?" he remarked. +"Don't seem a bit familiar to me along here. What're +you laughing at, Elmer? Has Toby led us the wrong +way?"</p> + +<p>"Rats!" exclaimed that worthy, bristling up in indignation. +"Don't you suppose I know what I'm about? +Of course this is the right way to the road, ain't it, +Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"You might get there, if you kept on long enough!" +admitted the other.</p> + +<p>"But how far would we have to go?" demanded the +incredulous Nat.</p> + +<p>"Oh, about twenty-five thousand miles, more or less," +chuckled Elmer.</p> + +<p>"Gee, he's turned right around and is heading <i>away</i> +from the road, that's what," declared Nat, laughing softly. +"A nice guide you'd be, Toby, old chum. Think of us +floundering deeper and deeper into these blessed old +woods, when every minute is worth a heap to us right +now!"</p> + +<p>"But what did you let me do it for, Elmer?" complained +the culprit.</p> + +<p>"Well, you started off as if you wanted to show us +what you know about woodcraft; and I thought the chance +to open your eyes a little too good to be lost," Elmer +replied.</p> + +<p>"But we've wasted time by it," declared Toby, feeling +disheartened.</p> + +<p>"Only a minute or two, and that doesn't count much +beside the lesson it may be to a couple of scouts I know," +said Elmer.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[108]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Tell us just how you know which way the road lies," +said Nat.</p> + +<p>"Oh, that is as easy as falling off a log," came the +crushing reply. "I just kept my eyes about me when +we were coming in, and noted that we were moving due +east at the time, with the breeze exactly on our right, and +you remember it was coming out of the south a bit ago. +If it had been daylight I'd have known the points of the +compass from the direction of the sun; or, that failing, +by the moss that nearly always grows on the north side of +the trunks of forest trees. There are many ways for a +wide-awake boy to find out these things; but only when he +keeps his wits about him <i>all</i> the time, and his eyes and +ears open."</p> + +<p>"I guess you're right, Elmer," grunted Toby. "Time +I woke up and began to do some tall thinking, if ever I'm +going to get out of the greenhorn class."</p> + +<p>While the three were talking after this fashion, in low, +cautious tones, Elmer had been leading the way in a confident +fashion through the gloomy woods.</p> + +<p>Both the others were now more than a little curious to +ascertain just how near the point where they had left Lil +Artha their guide would fetch up. So far as they themselves +were concerned it was by this time all a confused +jumble. If asked to point out the proper direction neither +could have done better than shut his eyes and thrust out +a hand at random; for they were very much turned +around, now that the clouds had rendered it impossible +for them to even decide which direction was west.</p> + +<p>"Well, I declare!" ejaculated Toby, presently, "here's +the bally old road, as sure as you're born, Nat!"</p> + +<p>"Elmer!" said a low voice, as some object moved +near by.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[109]</a></span></p> + +<p>"And better still, here's Lil Artha!" declared Nat, lost +in wonder as to how Elmer could have done such a remarkable +stunt, and with hardly an effort, too.</p> + +<p>"Sure," came in the same low tone. "Where else +should he be but here just where you left him? But say, +Elmer, you were gone a long time."</p> + +<p>"Not a bit over five or six minutes," replied the leader, +immediately; "and even then, we've had quite a lesson in +woodcraft. Besides, Felix is half an hour behind, and +there's little danger of his catching up, yet awhile."</p> + +<p>"Do we start on again now?" asked Nat, who was opening +and shutting his hands nervously in a way that might +have excited the scout leader's suspicions had he been able +to notice the movement.</p> + +<p>"Yes, we're going to set the stage now for the last little +scene in this act of the drama entitled the Great Hike +Conspiracy," chuckled Elmer.</p> + +<p>"That sounds good to me," murmured Nat.</p> + +<p>"Go on, Elmer, and tell us just what you want us all +to do," urged Lil Artha.</p> + +<p>"First of all, you are to start on again, just as before, +Lil Artha."</p> + +<p>"Yes, I get that all right," replied the tall lad.</p> + +<p>"And the rest of us will shadow you," Elmer continued.</p> + +<p>"I don't quite understand what you mean, Elmer; will +you keep a certain distance behind me all the time?" Lil +Artha asked.</p> + +<p>"You can make up your mind that we'll be close enough +every minute to hear you whistle steadily as you trudge +along," came the reassuring reply.</p> + +<p>"And that means you'll get on to what they say to me +when they show their hand: eh, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"Just what it does, Lil Artha," the leader answered.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[110]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Fact is, I want to hear that little dialogue or conversation +the worst way. Because, you see, we may have to +repeat this story a few times later on, and we'd like to be +able to have it all down pat."</p> + +<p>"Well, what happens then after they show their +teeth?" questioned the tall boy.</p> + +<p>"You make up your mind which one of the lot you +like best, and hang on to him with tooth and nail, as if +you thought he was your long-lost brother. Get that, Lil +Artha?" Elmer continued.</p> + +<p>"I <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'undersand'">understand</ins>," came the reply. "You want me to +count for one hold-up, so as to leave the other three to you +fellows?"</p> + +<p>"Well, you wouldn't be greedy, would you, and cheat +us out of all the fun, after we've come all this long way, +and risked breaking out necks time and time again?" remarked +Nat, reproachfully.</p> + +<p>"He understands, Nat," remarked Elmer, pouring oil +on the troubled waters as he frequently did when little +frictions arose in the khaki troop. "And there's no need +of wasting any more time. Be off, Lil Artha, and success +to you."</p> + +<p>"Same here, fellows," came the merry reply; "and +more power to your elbow, Nat"; from which last remark +it was very evident that Lil Artha knew full well +the impulsive character of the Scott boy, and how his +desire to engage in "scraps" had not as yet been wholly +tamed down by his becoming a scout in good standing.</p> + +<p>Nat's father was the principal of the public schools in +Hickory Ridge; and from the time that Nat started to +attend he had possibly given the professor as much trouble +as any lad in the whole town. Not that Nat was naturally +bad, but his quick temper, and readiness to use his fists<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[111]</a></span> +to settle argument, had drawn him into innumerable +scrapes.</p> + +<p>Accordingly, Lil Artha once more started along the +darkening road, swinging out with those long strides which +his length made possible.</p> + +<p>Elmer calculated to a nicety just how far they ought to +allow their chum to get before starting to follow. It was +important that they should be concealed from the eyes of +the four in ambush; and yet, on the other hand, he did +not want to drop back to such a distance that they might +be cheated out of hearing what happened when the surprise +came.</p> + +<p>In order to maintain a certain distance in the rear he +had instructed the one ahead to keep up a steady whistle. +Lil Artha was known to be a whistler, and often amused +his chums by his accomplishment in this line. It was a +gift, such as an occasional boy finds himself in possession +of. And more than once had Elmer told his friend that +he would make a good woodsman if only he turned his +talent toward imitating the various clear sweet notes of +wild birds.</p> + +<p>They could hear him easily now, and Elmer fixed the +sound in his mind. As he had cautioned Lil Artha to keep +up a steady flow, it would become apparent that they were +either diminishing the distance or adding to it, if that +whistle became louder or softer in volume.</p> + +<p>Five minutes passed.</p> + +<p>Elmer caught a big sigh close beside him, which he knew +must proceed from the impetuous Nat. Doubtless every +sixty seconds that dragged by seemed like an age to the +Scott boy; who fancied that after all their trouble perhaps +they were going to be cheated out of their fun, and +that the plotters had weakened at the last round.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[112]</a></span></p> + +<p>Not so Elmer, who estimated things at their true value, +and not by the rapid pulsations of an excited heart.</p> + +<p>"Cheer up, Nat," he whispered in the ear of the other; +"it's going to come pretty soon now."</p> + +<p>"Oh, I hope so!" sighed the one who loved action above +all things.</p> + +<p>"He's stopped whistling, Elmer!" whispered Toby, excitedly.</p> + +<p>"No, there he starts again," replied the leader, who in +truth suspected what the little break in Lil Artha's melody +might signify.</p> + +<p>Possibly he had caught some suspicious rustling sound, +and unconsciously held his breath for just five seconds in +order to listen better.</p> + +<p>Was it a false alarm, or would the music begin immediately? +Warned by this suggestive hint, Elmer waited, +fully expecting to hear a loud voice suddenly break forth +from some point ahead. Since this was not "Out West" +where lawless desperadoes held sway, it would hardly come +in a hoarse demand to "throw up your hands," but in +some milder fashion.</p> + +<p>And presently Elmer realized that his guess had hit the +mark. The whistle suddenly ceased. Then they heard a +voice call out in the most familiar way possible:</p> + +<p>"Hello, there, Lil Artha! Hold up a bit, won't you?"</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[113]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XIII.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>FRIENDS IN TIME OF NEED.</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">A nervous</span> hand gripped the sleeve of Elmer's jacket.</p> + +<p>Nat was trembling with suspense; and doubtless Toby, +on the other hand, was almost as badly off. Elmer had +come to a halt as the sound of that voice reached them; +but it was for only a fraction of a minute. He knew +that it was policy on their part to creep up, foot by foot; +because, when Lil Artha wanted help he would need it in +a hurry. If they were too far away perhaps those energetic +Fairfield plotters might be able to throw the tall +lad into the car, and start going; when, as Nat might have +expressed it, "the fat would be in the fire."</p> + +<p>"Why, hello! Who's that?" they heard Lil Artha +reply, in the most natural tone any fellow could display.</p> + +<p>Of course he ought to show surprise at being suddenly +hailed from the bushes so far away from home, and by +some one familiar with his name.</p> + +<p>Evidently the quartette at that came out of hiding and +surrounded the tall lad; for his next exclamation seemed +to announce this fact.</p> + +<p>"Four of you, hey? Well, this is nice of you, boys, +to come all this way just to give me a good word of +cheer!" he remarked.</p> + +<p>"Hold up, don't be in such a hurry to get along, Lil +Artha," said one who seemed to be the leader of the lot.</p> + +<p>"But how do I know how close some other fellow may +be on my heels!" remarked the tall lad; although he evidently<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[114]</a></span> +did not make any further attempt to brush past +them.</p> + +<p>"Say, that's just it!" declared the unknown, who, no +doubt, had his hat pulled down over his face, and depended +on this, as well as the gathering gloom of approaching +night, to conceal his identity. "There is a Fairfield fellow +hot on your trail, and he's bound to beat you out, because +he's got his second wind."</p> + +<p>"Yes," spoke up another, quickly, chuckling at the same +time; "that's what we're bothered about, Lil Artha. We +just can't bear the idea of you being beat to a frazzle +by Felix Wagner."</p> + +<p>"But I don't mean to be, you know, boys," expostulated +the tall boy. "Little Falls ain't mor'n nine miles ahead; +and if Felix has got his second wind, I'm in the same boat +myself. Count on me to get there ahead of him, fellows!"</p> + +<p>"But you might have an accident, stub your toe or +something like that," declared the leader of the opposition.</p> + +<p>"So might Felix," remarked Lil Artha, cheerfully.</p> + +<p>"Yes, that's so," came the reply; "but you don't know +the luck of that Dutchman. Everything comes his way, +Lil Artha."</p> + +<p>"Well, this hike won't, bet you a cookey!" remarked +the other, stubbornly.</p> + +<p>"He's right behind you, and coming like a house afire."</p> + +<p>"Then what in the dickens are you keeping me waiting +here for?" demanded Lil Artha, indignantly.</p> + +<p>"I'll tell you," replied the leader of the four, mysteriously.</p> + +<p>"Hurry up, then, and let me go ahead," ordered the +tall lad.</p> + +<p>"We've been talking it over, you see," began the other.</p> + +<p>"It's plain enough that talking is something in your<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[115]</a></span> +trade," commented Lil Artha, bitterly; and Elmer heard +Toby alongside him chuckle softly, as though he might be +enjoying these caustic remarks of their tall chum mightily.</p> + +<p>"And we've come to a conclusion, Lil Artha," went on +the other, as though he was not to be moved by any thrusts +from the tongue of the contestant.</p> + +<p>"All right. Glad you've come to something. Hurry up +and spit it out, and then give me a clear road, won't +you?" the one who was being held up remarked, sharply.</p> + +<p>"The honor of good old Hickory Ridge is at stake," +continued the unknown, in a solemn tone that suggested +graveyards and all that sort of thing, Chatz Maxfield +would have declared.</p> + +<p>"Sure it is, and if you don't let up on this business it'll +go aglimmering. I want to walk, I tell you," declared +Lil Artha.</p> + +<p>"Hold on, now. Easy, Lil Artha. We represent a +committee of the Hickory Ridge boys, and have been sent +out to make dead sure that you win this big hike; d'ye +get on to that, now?"</p> + +<p>"Well, it sounds all right, but for the life of me I can't +place you among all the fellows I know," returned Lil +Artha, suspiciously.</p> + +<p>"Never mind about that; it don't cut any figure in the +matter at all. Fact is, none of us want you to know us. +Then you won't be able to give the game away."</p> + +<p>"Game? What's that mean?" demanded the other. +"Open up here, and show your hand, won't you?"</p> + +<p>"We want to help you on your weary way, Lil Artha."</p> + +<p>"With cheery words and all that?" queried the one addressed, +with something of a sneer showing in his tone.</p> + +<p>"Shucks! Something that counts better than cheery<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[116]</a></span> +words. We've got a bully old car right here, Lil Artha. +You can see it if you look."</p> + +<p>"Well, I see it all right," returned the Hickory Ridge +scout; "but what's that got to do with a fellow that's +on a long walk, and anxious to get to the end of his journey, +tell me that?"</p> + +<p>"Huh, a heap, Lil Artha; and you must be silly not to +see through a grindstone that's got such a big hole in it. +What's a car made for, anyway?" demanded the leader +of the ambushing party, while his comrades laughed +harshly.</p> + +<p>"Look here, what're you hinting at?" asked Lil Artha. +"You don't want me to get in there with you, I hope?"</p> + +<p>"Plenty of room for six, and there's only four along, +Lil Artha."</p> + +<p>"But I don't need any help that way," protested the +tall boy, angrily. "I tell you I'm good for hours of hard +grind yet. Not one chance in sixty of me losing out to +that Felix Wagner. I don't care what sort of a hustle +he's got on him. Just you clear the track, and watch my +smoke, that's all."</p> + +<p>"But we fellows of Hickory Ridge don't want to take +the chances. Here's a bully opening for you to be carried +along five miles in as many minutes. Then we'll set you +down, and you can finish the hike into Little Falls as fresh +as a daisy. You'll do it, Lil Artha, of course you will?"</p> + +<p>"Of course I won't, and you hear me warble at that!" +roared the tall boy, furiously. "What's more, I don't +believe a single one of you live in Hickory Ridge. Just let +me strike a match and have a look at your faces. Then +perhaps I'll believe you mean honest, even if I can't take +up your offer."</p> + +<p>There was a slight scuffle at this. Evidently Lil Artha<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[117]</a></span> +had attempted to put his suggestion into practice; but +a ready hand had knocked the match out of his grasp just +as he struck it. There was a sudden gleam of light, and +then darkness again.</p> + +<p>"No, you don't, old fellow," said a voice that was now +tinged with anger. "None of that funny business goes +with us, does it, boys?"</p> + +<p>"Nixey, not this time," replied one.</p> + +<p>"Quit kidding, and make him be good," growled another, +who plainly had tired of the game as far as it had +gone and wanted to be on the move.</p> + +<p>"What's this mean?" demanded Lil Artha, just as +though he could not as yet get the true facts through his +fuddled brain.</p> + +<p>"The bird that can sing and won't, must be made to +sing, they say," growled the fellow who seemed to take +the lead in the abduction game.</p> + +<p>"Grab him, boys, and jam him in the car; that's the +only way!" burst out a second of the quartette.</p> + +<p>"Hold on here, do you know what this means?" asked +the one who was being threatened in this fashion. "It's +an outrage to stop me like this. And when you say you're +from Hickory Ridge, you lie, that's what! You're a bunch +of Fairfield cowards, and you're only trying to make me +break the rules of the game so that I can't win! I'm on +to your dodge, and don't you forget it!"</p> + +<p>A series of scornful laughs greeted these words. Evidently +the hold-up fellows felt so very sure that they had +things in their hands that they could afford to delay a +little; just as the cat, not feeling particularly hungry, will +play with the mouse that has been maimed.</p> + +<p>"Listen to him, will you?" jeered one.</p> + +<p>"He's on, all right, fellows," exclaimed another; "he<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[118]</a></span> +sees through the dodge, does Lil Artha. Oh, ain't it a +great thing to be a scout, and use your brains! But all +the same, we don't expect to let our big friend have his +way, do we, boys?"</p> + +<p>Of course they were clustered around the Hickory Ridge +scout, cutting off all avenues of escape, even if Lil Artha +should conceive the idea of running away.</p> + +<p>"Not much, we don't," echoed another.</p> + +<p>"Keep your hands off me now, I warn you all!" +shouted the tall boy, aggressively; but in reality his words +were intended to inform Elmer, Toby and Nat just how +far events had progressed, so that they might arrange +their movements accordingly.</p> + +<p>"Are you going to get aboard?" demanded the leader, +harshly.</p> + +<p>"You mean of my own free will?" asked Lil Artha, +fighting for a little time, so that he could make sure of +having his chums come up for the crisis.</p> + +<p>"Yes, climb in, Lil Artha!"</p> + +<p>"I refuse; and defy the whole bunch of you. I'm going +to stick to the rules of the game; and you can't make me +change my mind. Bah!" the tall scout shouted.</p> + +<p>"Tackle him, and if he fights back, don't be too gentle +with the big cub. He's going to be carried five miles and +more, whether he wants to go or not!"</p> + +<p>As the leader snapped this out there were heard sounds +of a scuffle. No need of daylight to tell those who were +crouching so close at hand what was taking place.</p> + +<p>Grunts and low exclamations told that Lil Artha was +doing his level best to resist the onslaught of the four Fairfield +rowdies.</p> + +<p>Still, the tall scout from the Ridge was only a boy after +all; and if those opposed to him were less lengthy, that was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[119]</a></span> +no reason they lacked in physical powers. And left to +himself, there could have been no doubt in the world but +that after a gallant resistance Lil Artha would have found +himself bundled into the car, possibly bearing numerous +cuts and contusions on his body as mute witnesses to the +fight he had put up.</p> + +<p>And once they had him in the tonneau, three could hold +him tight while the other fellow started the machine. +After that it would have been "one, two, three," in the +language of Lil Artha himself, so far as his right to +claim the prize of the great hike was concerned.</p> + +<p>There could be no doubt but that the boy who was thus +attacked was following out the suggestions given by his +patrol leader. This was made evident by the loud cries +of the fellow whose voice proclaimed him as being the +leader of the attacking squad.</p> + +<p>"Pull him off, there, can't you?" he yelled. "He's +hugging me like fun, and got his long arms twisted around +my neck. Hi, there! somebody give him a jerk before he +chokes me! Knock him in the ribs, and make him let go, +fellows!"</p> + +<p>Nothing could hold Nat Scott back after that. The +sound of battle acted on him just as the smoke of burnt +powder is said to affect a horse that is accustomed to the +roar of mighty conflict.</p> + +<p>Nor did Elmer have the slightest idea of trying to keep +either of his chums in restraint longer. The crisis had +arrived, and Lil Artha needed their help, lest he be bodily +kidnaped and carried away in that car.</p> + +<p>So they swiftly bore down upon the scene of the fracas. +In the gathering darkness they could just manage to distinguish +a group of wildly struggling figures; for Lil +Artha had one of the ambushing party in his embrace,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[120]</a></span> +and the other three were vainly endeavoring to make him +break his hold.</p> + +<p>"Remember, one apiece!" Elmer said, as they arrived +on the spot.</p> + +<p>Up to that second none of the Fairfield fellows had the +slightest suspicion that their miserable game had reached +a snag. One happened to discover the coming of a single +figure, and apparently the only thought that flashed +through his mind was that the next nearest contestant had +somehow managed to arrive on the spot ahead of scheduled +time; for he immediately began to shout aloud:</p> + +<p>"Keep your hands off, Felix; this is our job, and you +don't want to know anything about it. Go right along the +road now, and close your eyes and ears. You've got a +snap, and a soft one at that. Here, let go of me, you fool! +We're your friends, d'ye hear! Quit it, I tell you! Wow! +What's this mean, fellows?" And the one who was making +all this outcry suddenly changed his tune from indignation +to fright, as he noticed other vigorous forms attacking +his companions.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[121]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XIV.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>HOW THE PLOT FAILED.</div> + + +<p>"<span class="smcap">Help</span>, help! he's choking me! Pull him off, you fools, +can't you?" shouted the valiant leader of the four, who +had planned to have all this fun with Lil Artha, and now +found that the shoe was on the other foot, since it seemed +to be the tall scout who was enjoying a monopoly of the +sport.</p> + +<p>But instead of his mates obeying, he found that they +had suddenly ceased in what efforts they were putting +forth. The mystery was not difficult to solve, because +every fellow had enough to do defending himself against +an assailant who had apparently sprung from the darkness.</p> + +<p>It was a lively scene for a short time. The Fairfield +fellows understood that in some miserable way their scheme +must have become known to the Hickory Ridge scouts. +Perhaps they heard Toby call out the name of Elmer when +asking what he was to do with the fellow on whose back +he had lodged with the tenacity that the Old Man of the +Sea exhibited when he refused to let Sinbad the Sailor put +him down.</p> + +<p>They struggled hard, but it was no longer with the idea +of completing their cowardly plan. All thought of carrying +Lil Artha off in the car was now abandoned, and +each and every Fairfield fellow only considered his individual +chances for making what Nat called a "get-away."</p> + +<p>Speaking of Nat, that worthy was really and truly +happy. Old times had come back again, and once more<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[122]</a></span> +were his muscles being allowed to play their part in a +struggle for the mastery.</p> + +<p>He had early picked out the victim whom he felt called +upon to punish. If pugnacious Nat could only have had +his sweet way about the matter, that party would undoubtedly +have been the leader of the four Fairfield +schemers; but since Lil Artha already had that worthy "in +chancery," as it is called when one gets his opponent's +head under his arm and in a position of abject helplessness, +Nat had to content himself with selecting a less prominent +foeman.</p> + +<p>What happened just then and there it would be hardly +fair to state, because of the fact that Nat was a scout in +good standing. But there were several loud thumps heard, +and somebody seemed to pick himself up from the road +twice, only to suddenly sit down again, with more grunts +and finally decline to get up at all. Upon which Nat +danced around him, making threatening gestures, and +actually daring the alarmed plotter to try and get on his +feet again.</p> + +<p>Elmer, on his part, had happened to lay hold of a very +slippery customer. The Hickory Ridge scout did not want +to hurt the fellow any more than he could help; but at the +same time he was bound to do all in his power to hold him; +for he meant to take a look at every one of their faces, so +that he could tell them again.</p> + +<p>Twice the other had come close to slipping out of his +clutches, despite the grip Elmer had upon him. The second +occasion was when with some sort of movement, which he +had possibly practiced until he had it down fine, the boy +suddenly drew his arms out of the sleeves of his coat, and +was in the act of darting away when Elmer threw out a +foot and tripped him.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[123]</a></span></p> + +<p>Again he pounced on the other, and this time managed to +get a good grip, so as to be able to exert himself. The +consequence was that he spun the Fairfield chap around +on his back and was able to place a knee on his chest.</p> + +<p>"Now, lie still, you, unless you want to get hurt!" +Elmer exclaimed; and being by this time of the opinion +that he had run up against a buzz-saw in action, the panting +and defeated plotter gave in.</p> + +<p>The clamor had for the most part ceased. Only Nat +seemed to be doing an Indian war dance around his prostrate +foeman and shaking his fist every little while in the +fellow's face.</p> + +<p>"Don't hit me!" yelled the alarmed one. "I'm all in, +don't you see? I cave! I'm a prisoner, and scouts don't +dare hit a defenseless fellow, do they?"</p> + +<p>"Aw, you make me think of a coward that would hide +behind a woman's skirts!" declared Nat, in disgust, because +his enjoyment had been so suddenly cut short by the +collapse of his opponent. "Why don't you stand up and +take your medicine like a little man? Just because I belong +to the scouts I ain't allowed to hand you what you'd +give me if you had the upper hand. It's tough, that's +what."</p> + +<p>Possibly Nat might have been tempted beyond his powers +of resistance but for the fact of the patrol leader's presence.</p> + +<p>"Hold up there, Nat, Toby, Lil Artha!" called out +Elmer just then. "How is the world treating you, fellows?"</p> + +<p>"All to the good here," chuckled Toby, who was still +clinging to the back of his capture and showed no inclination +to let go.</p> + +<p>"My pig looks like thirty cents!" said the tall scout +who, left to himself, had speedily reduced his opponent.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[124]</a></span></p> + +<p>"And mine is on the blink, too," declared Nat.</p> + +<p>"Shucks, I ain't had hardly a mite of fun out of it all! +He laid down on me, that's what he did, Elmer."</p> + +<p>"'Taint so," bawled the fellow, indignantly. "He just +went and knocked me down two times, and here he goes +now waving his old fist under my nose like he wanted to +do it some more. Call him off, Elmer, the game's all up +and we cave!"</p> + +<p>"All right, boys, glad to hear it," sang out the patrol +leader; "but before we let you go we're bound to have a +look at every one of your faces, so we can know you again."</p> + +<p>There was more or less muttering at this, for the Fairfield +boys began to see that they were doubtless in for considerable +unenviable publicity on account of the affair. +But beggars can seldom be choosers. They found themselves +helpless in the hands of their enemies, and must do +exactly what they were told.</p> + +<p>So Elmer took out his match-safe and prepared to strike +a light.</p> + +<p>"See if you know the fellow you've got hold of, boys," +he called.</p> + +<p>Then the little illumination flared up.</p> + +<p>"I know this duck all right!" called out Toby. "He's +Dick Rawlings who used to play center field on the Fairfield +nine."</p> + +<p>"And I've got Eddie Johnston, just as I expected!" +announced Lil Artha who, it will be remembered, had +seized upon the leader of the quartette by whom he had +been stopped on the road with the demand that he ride, +whether he wanted to do so or not.</p> + +<p>"I don't seem to know this cowardly cub," declared Nat, +who had lighted a match on his own account, and bent low +over his prisoner. "He makes the worst faces you ever<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[125]</a></span> +saw, just to keep me from knowing him again. Here, stop +your throwing your head around that way, or else you'll +get burned! Hey! what did I tell you? Got a little dose +of it then, did you? And one of your eyebrows singed +right off! Well, you <i>will</i> be a beaut for a while now, and +I reckon I can put my finger on you any time I want."</p> + +<p>"You did that apurpose!" shouted the fellow on the +ground, glaring at the grinning Nat. "You just wanted +to mark me, that's what!"</p> + +<p>"Oh, rats! Close your trap now and see how you can +run," laughed Nat, as he took a firm grip on the collar +of the other, and started to drag him up off the ground, +the fellow whimpering all the while as though he really expected +that he was going to be badly treated.</p> + +<p>"Who's your bug, Elmer?" cried Lil Artha.</p> + +<p>"I think his name is Sandy Coons; anyhow he's got +cross-eyes and that ought to mark him, if ever we want +to prove that he was here," replied the patrol leader, as +he assisted the fellow to get up.</p> + +<p>"That's O. K., Elmer," declared Lil Artha. "Sandy +Coons has got a pair of the crookedest eyes ever; and if +you look close you'll see he's got a notch in his right ear. +I remember when he got that, too; a fellow he was with +pinned his ear to a tree with an arrow he fired, when they +were playing Buffalo Bill's Wild West, and when Sandy +tore loose it left a dent. Is it there, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"Sure as you live," laughed the other, as he looked.</p> + +<p>"Then we know the whole cahoot of 'em," declared Lil +Artha, "And now, please hurry up and get 'em on the +jump, Elmer, because it's time I was hiking out again, +you understand."</p> + +<p>"What're you going to do with us, fellows?" asked +the leader, as they were being ranged in line.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[126]</a></span></p> + +<p>"We're going to start you down the road to meet Felix +and tell him the game's all up," said Toby, who seemed to +believe the Fairfield competitor must be aware of the +scheme by means of which he was to be benefited; though +Elmer on his part thought better of the rival scout.</p> + +<p>"But—our car is here," expostulated one of the prisoners.</p> + +<p>"Then come back and get it later on; we don't mean +to run away with it. But if you take my advice, you'll +cut for home right away, because this thing has gone to +the limit. And anyone trying to hamper Lil Artha any +further is liable to get himself seriously hurt. Understand +that, all?" and Elmer allowed his voice to express the +indignation that surged through his soul.</p> + +<p>"Aw, let us loose! You know we've thrown up the +sponge, and it's to the tall timber for the lot," grumbled +the leader.</p> + +<p>Nat suddenly made a rapid movement. There was a cry, +and then a fellow started at a rapid pace along the road. +Nat, unable to hold in any longer, had given his prisoner the +start he promised, which, of course, meant a hearty kick.</p> + +<p>Elmer let his captive go scot-free, which fact so aroused +the indignation of Nat that he darted after the fleeing +Sandy Coons, and by rapid work succeeded in placing his +number seven in the place where it would do the most good. +At least the others judged this from the agonized shriek +that floated back to their ears.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha was quick to see a good thing and show his +appreciation. In his mind imitation was the sincerest flattery; +and accordingly the successor in the bully line to +Matt Tubbs was heard to loudly declare that he would +never, never cease to remember the long-legged scout; but<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[127]</a></span> +upon hearing the aggressive Nat making in his direction +he, too, faded away.</p> + +<p>That left only one to be treated, and this the chap whom +Toby had been riding as he might a horse. This fellow, +understanding that he was in for a good dose of the same +kind of medicine, began struggling again, hoping to upset +his captor and in some way make off without submitting +to that humiliating experience.</p> + +<p>It was of no use, however. Lil Artha took hold of him, +and then told Toby to let go. There was some little <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'comfusion'">confusion</ins>, +and then the fellow galloped madly up the road, +bellowing as though in pain.</p> + +<p>"Did you get him?" asked Toby, eagerly.</p> + +<p>"Well, I nearly broke my toe, because you see I'm wearing +light walking shoes on this hike. And how about you, +Toby?" laughed the tall one.</p> + +<p>"Dick Rawlings won't play ball for a little while; till +he gets over his limp, anyway," answered the other.</p> + +<p>"Field's clear now, Elmer, ain't it?" asked Lil Artha, +turning to the patrol leader for further orders.</p> + +<p>"Yes, and the sooner you're off again the better, Lil +Artha," replied Elmer. "You see, that Felix has been +coming along all this while, and perhaps he may be nearer +than we think. How is it with you now; ready to put in +your best licks on the home stretch?"</p> + +<p>"I'm just feeling as fresh as a daisy, Elmer," replied +the other. "This little business seems to have given me a +new appetite. You watch me just eat up the miles. Nine +of 'em, do you say? Shucks, I'll be in Little Falls before +two hours!"</p> + +<p>"Bully for Lil Artha!" exclaimed Nat, clapping his +hands.</p> + +<p>"Well, we'll put it out of the power of these fellows to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[128]</a></span> +pursue you any farther, by taking their spark plug along. +Ten to one they haven't got an extra plug with them. And, +Toby, Nat, we mustn't forget that we've got machines a +ways back here."</p> + +<p>"That's right, Elmer. Do we get a move on us, and +go for 'em now?" asked Nat.</p> + +<p>Lil Artha had already waved his hand at them, and +started off along the road at a stiff pace, which seemed +to emphasize the truth of what he had just said about +feeling as "fresh as a daisy."</p> + +<p>"That's just what we're going to do," replied the other; +"so come along boys."</p> + +<p>"Gee! I hope we happen to run foul of one of them +fellers again," laughed Nat.</p> + +<p>"Don't be a hog, Nat," admonished Toby. "You had +ought to remember that now you belong to the scouts you've +got to be merciful."</p> + +<p>"Ain't I?" protested the pugnacious one. "Didn't I +just kick that feller with the singed eyebrow, when I might +have punched his head? Guess I know my duty, Toby +Jones!"</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[129]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XV.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>VICTORY—SISS! BOOM! HURRAH!</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Elmer</span> was as good as his word. He knew how to cripple +the car, and in almost no time he had secured the vital +plug without which the machine was valueless for following +after Lil Artha, and making him any more trouble.</p> + +<p>Then he and his two chums hurried back along the +road, meaning to look up their motorcycles; and once +mounted upon these they could speedily overtake Lil +Artha; to form a guard of honor about him while he covered +the last few miles of his long and adventurous hike, +that was to bring new glory to the khaki troop of Hickory +Ridge.</p> + +<p>Nat ran on ahead. They knew full well that it was not +any eagerness to be the first to discover the marked spot +near which the machines had been secreted that influenced +him to do this, but some other motive, possibly not quite +so worthy of commendation.</p> + +<p>But even Elmer did not say a word. In the first place +he did not think Nat would be successful in overtaking +one of the Fairfield schemers; and then again, Elmer was +not feeling any too kindly toward fellows who could try +to put through such a mean plot for defeating the ambitions +of the leader in the great hike.</p> + +<p>"Hold on, there; come back, Nat!" called Toby, presently. +"You've gone and overrun the place. It's lucky +Elmer here took note of this big oak tree; or a pretty time +we'd have finding our wheels again."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[130]</a></span></p> + +<p>Nat did return, but with a bad grace. He was mumbling +something about "hard lines when everything goes +against a fellow," and all that sort of stuff; but no one +appeared to pay any attention to his complaint.</p> + +<p>They quickly found the three motorcycles, just as they +had left them; and again Toby started out to lead the +way, only to make a mess of it.</p> + +<p>"What's wrong this time, Elmer?" he asked, when +the patrol leader gave him to understand that they would +be a long time getting out of the woods if they kept on +the route he, Toby, had started to follow. "I made sure +to notice that the wind was on the same side as when you +led us out before."</p> + +<p>"Yes, but since then the wind's taken a sudden shift. +You should have paid attention to that just when we left +the road," remarked the other. "A woodsman never goes +by what it was a while ago. He knows changes are liable +to come around most any old time; and that's what happened +here. Wind whipped around about ten degrees, and +is heading from the southwest quarter now. That may +mean rain before long, boys."</p> + +<p>"Let her come if she wants," declared Toby, who was +something of a philosopher at times. "Can't do any more +than soak us through, and at this time of year that's +nothing. I've fallen into a pond more times than I've +got fingers on both hands. They just can't drown me, and +that goes, boys."</p> + +<p>"So long as Lil Artha comes in well to the front, and +the Hickory Ridge scouts win the big hike, what do we +care?" Nat spoke up. "Besides, we've had a little mite +of fun, you know, fellows."</p> + +<p>"Fun for the boys, but how about the frogs?" laughed<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[131]</a></span> +Elmer, as he pushed his machine through the low brush, +heading for the road again.</p> + +<p>"Let the bullfrogs look out for themselves, that's all," +declared Nat. "Any silly gump who will duck his head +about, when a feller's holdin' a lighted match close to his +nose, just ought to get burnt. Say, think of that guy +minus one of his eyebrows; and he's got big ones too, at +that! Won't he be the sight, though!"</p> + +<p>So, joking and laughing, they pushed on. Presently the +road being reached, they proceeded to get a start. Fortunately +the incline was downhill, if anything, which promised +to make it easier for a mount. Had the opposite been +the case one or more of the boys might have had some +difficulty in getting started.</p> + +<p>Elmer was away first, with a merry splutter of explosive +sounds; but he quickly shut off most of his power in order +to wait for the others. Toby came along after two efforts +at mounting; but Nat seemed to be having one of his old +troubles. This time, however, the fault apparently lay in +Nat, and not in his motor, for they could hear the racket +the engine kept up.</p> + +<p>"Here he comes like a skyrocket!" announced Toby, +as the character of the sounds from the rear changed; and +sure enough they quickly heard Nat whooping it up.</p> + +<p>"Clear the track, there! Get out of the road everybody, +and give me room. Hi! My old ice wagon's taken +the bitt in her mouth; she's running away with me, Elmer! +Look out there!"</p> + +<p>Luckily Elmer had insisted that each of them light the +acetylene gas lamps belonging to their motorcycles before +attempting to make a start. Hence they were able to see +Nat bearing down upon them with a rush, and get to one +side of the road in a hurry.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[132]</a></span></p> + +<p>He went whizzing past amid a rattle and confusion, for, +as usual, Nat had paid no attention to his muffler.</p> + +<p>"Somebody head me off!" came floating back, as the +runaway machine went whirling along the road leading +to Little Falls.</p> + +<p>"Good gracious! What can we do?" gasped Toby.</p> + +<p>"You stick by Lil Artha!"</p> + +<p>Even as he shouted these words Elmer was giving his +machine its head, and quickly he vanished from the view +of the other around a bend.</p> + +<p>It was no easy task that now presented itself to the +young patrol leader. Had it been a runaway horse there +might have been some hope of the rider controlling it; +but with a motorcycle that took what seemed to be a +fiendish pleasure in doing just the things its owner did +not want done, the case was a different matter.</p> + +<p>Something had become jammed, so that poor Nat, having +opened his engine up wide on starting, was unable to shut +off power. And there he was, rushing along at a reckless +speed, headed for Little Falls by the most direct route.</p> + +<p>Somebody shouted out something as Elmer sped along. +He guessed it must be Lil Artha, who had discreetly sought +the side of the road upon seeing that fierce light bearing +down upon him. But Elmer could not find time to reply. +Besides, there was Toby, who would be along presently, +and in a condition to tell the tall scout just what was +taking place.</p> + +<p>Elmer was keeping a bright lookout ahead. He knew +that, given a fair field, he could easily overtake the runaway +motorcycle; but this thing of rushing along in the +darkness was no child's play. At any second he might +bang into some obstacle that would give him a nasty +tumble.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[133]</a></span></p> + +<p>Besides, he had to keep watch over the leading machine, +so that he might not run into Nat; which would be the +worst sort of calamity that could happen to them both.</p> + +<p>At least he was gaining fast now; he could tell that by +the glow from the other lamp which lighted up the road +ahead.</p> + +<p>Presently he found himself within speaking distance. +He could just barely see Nat humped there in his saddle, +giving his entire attention to keeping his runaway machine +in the road.</p> + +<p>"Hello, Nat ahoy!" he called aloud, so that the sound +of his voice might reach the other above the clattering +of his "cantankerous" motor, as Nat himself was fond of +calling his engine, which was now on such a wild plunge.</p> + +<p>"Hey, that you, Elmer?" came back to him; and the +patrol leader imagined there was a trace of alarm as well +as vexation in the voice.</p> + +<p>"Yes, can't you keep over on the left side of the road? +I want to come closer to you so we can talk," Elmer called.</p> + +<p>"All right. Half is good enough for me; so come right +along, Elmer."</p> + +<p>In another minute they were nearly abreast, each striving +to keep to his side of the thoroughfare as best he could.</p> + +<p>"Steady, now, Nat," said Elmer. "Be careful how +you let her yaw this way, for I'm only a length behind +you; and a mix-up wouldn't be the nicest thing going."</p> + +<p>"I'm holding her steady, Elmer. Now, tell me how I'm +going to get the curb on her, won't you?"</p> + +<p>So Elmer began by asking questions concerning what +seemed to have become jammed; and in this way he +quickly understood the situation. A few suggestions followed, +which, upon being put into practice, brought forth<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[134]</a></span> +a loud cheer from the relieved owner of the runaway +motorcycle.</p> + +<p>"It's all right now, Elmer! That last move did the +business for her! She minds her head now; see, I can +slow down just as I please. But, wow, that was a lively +dash as long as it lasted. I sure began to think I'd bump +into Little Falls like a falling comet, and run up against +a stone wall; when good-by to my neck."</p> + +<p>"Well, suppose then we turn around, and see if we can +pick up the others. Try it first, and see if things work +smooth," and Elmer jumped from his saddle as he said +this, assisting Nat make the test.</p> + +<p>Having made sure of this they returned along the road, +though at a much less rapid pace than they had recently +shown in covering it. The light from Toby's lamp told +them when they were nearing the walking Lil Artha; and +presently the four Hickory Ridge scouts were together.</p> + +<p>"I tell you what," remarked Toby, heaving a sigh, +"I'll be awful glad to get you safe back home again, Nat +Scott. What you haven't tried the last few hours ain't +worth telling. And now that your old huckleberry of a +machine has taken to cutting up monkey shines a feller's +life ain't safe nohow."</p> + +<p>Lil Artha seemed to be in the best of humor. Things +were, as he himself remarked, "breaking all right for a +fellow of his size," and he had no cause for complaint.</p> + +<p>"Just a few little incidents to liven up the last quarter +of a pokey hike, boys," he observed, as he strode along, +with those lengthy legs covering a yard at each and every +step. "Why, I'll be entering Little Falls like a conquering +hero, with a guard of honor around me. Shouldn't +wonder but what we'll run across Mr. Garrabrant there, +keeping company with the other scout master."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[135]</a></span></p> + +<p>"That's just what you'll do," remarked Elmer over +his shoulder as he rode slowly along in the van of the +procession; "because he went ahead with that idea in +view, to be on hand to receive the first contestant who +showed up."</p> + +<p>They enlivened the journey with all sorts of conversation +and jokes. Wearied as Lil Artha must certainly be, +after coming all these long miles since sunup, his chums +sought to make him forget the fact by keeping him in +high spirits.</p> + +<p>Nothing happened to interfere with their plans. Those +who were inclined to act ugly toward the possible winner +were a long way in the rear, and only concerned about getting +home again with the car that belonged to the father +of one of the quartette.</p> + +<p>It was not a great while after nine o'clock when the +lights ahead told that they were approaching a town.</p> + +<p>"That's Little Falls, brother!" called Elmer, cheerily.</p> + +<p>"Well, honest now, I ain't sorry to know it," declared +Lil Artha; "though, if I had to do it, I reckon I could +crawl along a little farther, p'raps a dozen or two miles. +If anything's won this walk for me, fellows, it's just been +pluck. You can tell me all you want to about athletes +and such, but in my opinion that's what counts above +condition and everything else. As long as you keep up +heart you've got a look-in; but when the sinking spell +comes, good-by."</p> + +<p>Ten minutes later they entered among the houses. Immediately +some boys in khaki who were posted along the +road as a sort of vedette corps, began to call out to one +another, uttering cries like the fox and the bear, which +doubtless denoted the nature of their patrols.</p> + +<p>Presently there was quite a crowd accompanying Lil<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[136]</a></span> +Artha as he headed for the church where the local troop +of Boy Scouts had their headquarters.</p> + +<p>Here there were many lights, and a lot of people assembled. +When Lil Artha passed through the open doorway +a tremendous outburst of applause greeted his appearance. +He doubtless felt something of the thrill of victory that +used to come to the Grecian victor in those old days of the +Marathon races.</p> + +<p>Mr. Garrabrant beamed with pleasure when he saw that +it was a Hickory Ridge boy who had come in first. +Heartily did he shake hands with Lil Artha and congratulate +him on his pluck in making the entire distance with +hours to spare.</p> + +<p>And when a little later on, while waiting to see if Felix +came in before the storm broke, the scout master listened +with the greatest possible interest while Elmer related +what was known about the evil intentions of those four +scheming lads from Fairfield; and also laughed when he +heard how their designs had been signally defeated by the +bravery and intelligence of Lil Artha's faithful chums.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[137]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER XVI.</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>"THE FINEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO FAIRFIELD!"</div> + + +<p><span class="smcap">After</span> the second in the race, Felix Wagner, had come +in, one of the first things the boy from Fairfield did was +to hunt out Lil Artha, shake hands with him heartily, and +congratulate him.</p> + +<p>"I'd like to have beat you, all right," he said with a +whimsical grimace; "but I take it no fellow had need of +feeling ashamed about playing second fiddle to such a +giant on a hike as you, Lil Artha. And that goes."</p> + +<p>Elmer had watched this meeting with eagerness; and he +immediately turned to Mr. Garrabrant.</p> + +<p>"That settles one thing I've been worrying about," he +declared, emphatically.</p> + +<p>"Meaning that this Fairfield lad has had no knowledge +of the miserable game that some of his misguided friends +were engineering in his behalf; is that it, Elmer?" remarked +the gentleman, understanding what he had in +mind.</p> + +<p>"Yes, sir," came the reply. "You see, from all accounts, +in the old days this same Felix Wagner was one +of the right bowers of Matt Tubbs. And somehow I +seemed to be making up my mind that if <i>he</i> had a hand +in this ugly deal, there was a screw loose somewhere in +this reformation business over there."</p> + +<p>"But now?" asked Mr. Garrabrant, smiling.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[138]</a></span></p> + +<p>"It looks good to me, as Lil Artha would say," replied +Elmer. "If ever a fellow seemed in earnest, Felix was +when he said those words just now. And I feel positive +that when he hears the story of how some of his friends +tried to make Lil Artha ride, so as to knock him out of +the race, Felix will be furious."</p> + +<p>Which prediction proved to be the case a little later; +but we cannot afford either the time or space to go into +particulars with regard to this.</p> + +<p>"Now we have another job before us," remarked Mr. +Garrabrant, when ten o'clock had arrived.</p> + +<p>"You mean looking up the cripples—those who are +ready to admit that their hope of reaching Little Falls +within the required time has died out; and who will be +only too willing to get a lift back home?" Elmer suggested.</p> + +<p>"Why, yes, some of them must be in a pretty bad way; +and as it still threatens rain we must look them all up. I +have three cars here that can be used for the job. Would +you care to run ahead, and try to hunt them up, Elmer?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, on one condition," came the reply.</p> + +<p>"Oh, you can consider that it is granted before you ask; +but what is its nature?" Mr. Garrabrant inquired, laughingly.</p> + +<p>"That I ride alone," answered the boy.</p> + +<p>"Oh, I see," the scout master went on, nodding his +head wisely; "you dread having Toby and Nat along with +their decrepit wheels to add to your troubles."</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Elmer, seriously; "because I can make much +better time alone, rain or not. Besides, I think the boys +ought to have a rest; and it would really be better if they<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[139]</a></span> +put up here in Little Falls with some Boy Scout friends +until to-morrow, when they can come home."</p> + +<p>"All right; I shall so advise them; though if they choose +to leave their motorcycles here until some future day, they +can just as well ride back in a car."</p> + +<p>Both Toby and Nat, however, had friends in the town, +and concluded to stay over. Their machines had taken on +a new life apparently, since their association with Elmer +and they were much encouraged.</p> + +<p>Accordingly, the leader of the Wolf Patrol started out. +Fifty miles or so does not amount to a great deal when +mounted on a good motorcycle; and if that threatened +storm would only hold off a few hours, Elmer felt that he +would have little cause for complaint.</p> + +<p>As he rode along the thoroughfare he frequently sounded +his horn in such a way that any stragglers would know it +was meant for a signal to show themselves. It was to be +Elmer's duty to warn them that the cars would soon be +along, and that they could get back to Hickory Ridge in +that way if they preferred.</p> + +<p>About five miles out he heard a shout, and some one +who was standing alongside the road waved his hat. It +was Matty, the leader of the Beaver Patrol.</p> + +<p>Elmer immediately jumped off his machine and put the +question up to his fellow scout. But he really knew what +the answer would be before the other opened his mouth.</p> + +<p>"What, me give up, when I'm within smelling distance +of my goal?" declared the determined Matty. "Not for +Joseph! I'm going on and report to the headquarters of +the Little Falls troop; and get back home to-morrow someway +or other. But I'm glad Lil Artha got the prize. He's<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[140]</a></span> +a dandy on a hike, I tell you; and Hickory Ridge is proud +of him, sure as you're born! So long, Elmer; get word to +my folks, if you can; though I warned 'em not to look +for me to-night."</p> + +<p>Then Matty strode off bravely, though Elmer detected +a slight limp which even his game qualities could not entirely +conceal.</p> + +<p>A little later on he picked up Red Huggins and Phil +Dale, the latter having given up, as he was utterly +worn out. They had started a fire alongside the road and +were preparing to pass the remainder of the night after the +fashion of true scouts. In view of the possibility of rain +the boys were even then starting to make some sort of +shelter from branches and such stuff as they could find.</p> + +<p>Of course they received the good news with tremendous +satisfaction; and declared that they would be only too delighted +to get a chance of a lift back home.</p> + +<p>"Hope they'll let me fasten my old wheel behind, somehow?" +remarked Phil; and Elmer assured him that that +had all been arranged for.</p> + +<p>So leaving them, with an exchange of cheers, Elmer +rode on.</p> + +<p>One by one he came across Jack, Ty, George, and the +Fairfield fellow, Angus McDowd, the latter still in company +with young Robbins. And every one of them expressed +the greatest satisfaction when they heard how Mr. +Garrabrant did not mean that they should <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'spent'">spend</ins> the night +away from home but would speedily be along with a number +of cars calculated to carry them back to Hickory Ridge.</p> + +<p>Even Tom Cropsey was located, he having taken refuge +in the branches of a tree, because of a farmer's vicious<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[141]</a></span> +dog that kept barking savagely not far away; and Tom +happened to be particularly timid about strange dogs. +His wheel being useless, and himself too cramped for walking, +he had "camped" after his own fashion.</p> + +<p>Thus all were restored to their homes that night save +the other Fairfield boy who had sprained his ankle and +was in bed at the tavern; Matty, who declined to be +brought back until he had finished his task; and Elmer's +two companions, Toby and Nat, with their unreliable +motorcycles.</p> + +<p>Of course it was well along into the morning before the +last automobile reached Hickory Ridge with the balance of +the contestants; and as nearly everybody had long before +gone to bed, the victor was not received with any great +acclaim; at least the factory whistles were not blown, nor +the church bells rung. But a few of the faithful scouts, +who were bound to make a night of it, had waited up at +headquarters; and these fellows gave three hearty cheers +when they saw the long-legged Lil Artha step stiffly from +the leading car.</p> + +<p>When, on the following night, a regular meeting of the +troop was held, every fellow made sure to be in attendance; +for it had been announced that the several contestants in +the great hike, as well as the five who had gone forth on +bicycles and motorcycles, intended giving a detailed report +of what adventures had happened on the way; and it +was expected that there would be some stories worth +listening to.</p> + +<p>The indignation of the boys was intense when they heard +how those Fairfield four had tried to block Lil Artha's +game and, by forcing him to ride, render his claim to be +a contestant under the rules null and void.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[142]</a></span></p> + +<p>"But listen, fellows," said Elmer, who presided in place +of the scout master, called out of town on sudden business; +"don't be too quick to blame the Boy Scouts of +Fairfield for that rascally piece of business. Matt Tubbs +called me up on the phone this afternoon and wanted me +to express the indignation of himself and his comrades +over the matter. He declared that they had not the faintest +indication of the affair; and that it was engineered entirely +by some 'outcasts,' who, having declined to subscribe +to the twelve cardinal principles of the new movement, +were doing everything in their power to wreck the troop +over there."</p> + +<p>"Well, they won't succeed, that's all," declared Lil +Artha, confidently; "because my father says he knows +that the best people of both Fairfield and Cramertown are +just daft over the change that has taken place among the +boys there ever since the scouts were organized, and that +they mean to stand back of the movement through thick +and thin. They say the organization of the scouts was +the finest thing that ever happened to Fairfield."</p> + +<p>"And, fellows," continued Elmer, "I <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'thing'">think</ins> that on the +strength of this, not to speak of Felix saying he would have +refused to accept a tainted title if he had won after Lil +Artha was kidnaped, we ought to give our fellow scouts +over there a cheer. Yes, and send them a letter congratulating +them on the new spirit of fairness that has sprung +up among them."</p> + +<p>It was put in the form of a motion, and carried unanimously. +So three cheers and a tiger were given with a +will; and later on the letter was written, which Elmer +himself promised to deliver to Matt Tubbs, the loan of +that fine motorcycle still holding good.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[143]</a></span></p> + +<p>And this, then, was the way the great hike went +through. Lil Artha, of course, was the pride of the +troop for his fine work; but the other fellows who had +done the best they knew how were not forgotten in the +chronicles of the event, as written in the log book of the +secretary.</p> + +<p>The only serious accident of the affair was the sprain +which Henry Cobb had been unfortunate enough to receive, +and which was likely to make him limp for many weeks. +But it had afforded a tremendous amount of fun, and at +the same time proved that the fact of a boy belonging to +the scouts need not detract in the least from his manly +qualities.</p> + +<p>Vacation was now nearly at an end, and presently the +scouts would be taking up their school duties for the new +year. The summer that had passed had really been the +most delightful one in all their experience; and they looked +forward hopefully to other good times ahead, when, as +scouts, they might be given the privilege of learning many +of the secrets of Nature and of building up sturdy and +manly characters under the influence of the splendid rules +governing the organization.</p> + +<p>But there was one grumbler out of the number starting +out for Little Falls, and this was Nat. He never could +get entirely over the cruel fate that had allowed those +trapped plotters to get off "so easy" and was often +heard to mutter that if Elmer had not happened to be +along there might have been a different story to tell. But +like a lot of fellows, Nat's "bark was more savage than +his bite," and perhaps, after all, had he been allowed his +own sweet way, he might have remembered how he had<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[144]</a></span> +faithfully promised not to harbor the spirit of revenge +when he signed the roster of the Hickory Ridge Boy +Scouts' troop.</p> + + +<div class='center'><i>THE END.</i></div> + + +<p><i>The next story of this Series (Number Six), which can +be found on sale everywhere, is called "The Hickory +Ridge Boy Scouts' Endurance Test; or, How Clear Grit +Won the Day."</i></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[145]</a></span></p> +<h2>ADDENDA</h2> + +<div class='chaptertitle'>BOY SCOUT NATURE LORE</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[146]</a></span></p> +<div class='chaptertitle'>BOY SCOUT NATURE LORE TO BE FOUND IN THE<br /> +HICKORY RIDGE BOY SCOUT SERIES.</div> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>Wild Animals of the United States</td><td align='left' rowspan='2'><span class='huge'>}</span></td><td align='left' rowspan='2'> in Number I.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Tracking</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'><span style="margin-left: 3em;"><span class="smcap">The Campfires of the Wolf Patrol.</span></span><br /><br /></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'>Trees and Wild Flowers of the United States in Number II.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'><span style="margin-left: 3em;"><span class="smcap">Woodcraft, or How a Patrol Leader Made Good.</span></span><br /><br /></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'>Reptiles of the United States in Number III.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'><span style="margin-left: 3em;"><span class="smcap">Pathfinder, or the Missing Tenderfoot.</span></span><br /><br /></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'>Fishes of the United States in Number IV.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'><span style="margin-left: 3em;"><span class="smcap">Fast Nine, or a Challenge from Fairfield.</span></span><br /><br /></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'>Insects of the United States in Number V.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'><span style="margin-left: 3em;"><span class="smcap">Great Hike, or the Pride of the Khaki Troop.</span></span><br /><br /></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'>Birds of the United States in Number VI.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='3'><span style="margin-left: 3em;"><span class="smcap">Endurance Test, or How Clear Grit Won the Day.</span></span><br /><br /></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[147]</a></span></p> +<h2>THE INSECTS OF THE UNITED STATES.</h2> + + +<p>Insects are the most abundant of the animal kingdom. +They are classified principally by the nature of their wings. +Dr. Sharp, an authority on Entomology, recognizes but nine +orders:</p> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Orders"> +<tr><td align='left'>1. Aptera.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>2. Orthoptera.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>3. Neuroptera.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>4. Hymenoptera.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>5. Coleoptera.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>6. Lepidoptera.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>7. Diptera.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>8. Thysanoptera.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>9. Hemiptera.</td></tr> +</table></div> + + +<p>Many useful products are obtained from insects. From +them we get our silk, honey and cochineal, and they help +to fertilize our flowers. On the other hand, many are detrimental +to agriculture and health.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>APTERA.</h2> + + +<p>These are primitive insects without wings. The Campodea, +a small insect, belongs to this order. Another +example is the "Silverfish," which is found in receptacles +holding sugar, starch, etc., in and about unclean bakeshops +and kitchens. They are known principally in houses of the +Southern States, especially in damp places.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[148]</a></span></p> +<h2>ORTHOPTERA.</h2> + + +<p>These are the straight-winged insects. They have four +wings, the front pair being usually leathery and smaller +than the hind pair.</p> + +<p>Here belong the Grasshoppers, Katydids and Crickets. +Cockroaches, Walking-sticks, Leaf insects, Praying Mantis +also belong to this order.</p> + + +<p><span class="smcap">The Cockroach.</span></p> + +<p>Most of the Cockroaches are nocturnal. It is said that +their food is dead animal matter. The kinds of Cockroaches +found in the house are the American Cockroach, +Croton-bug and the Black Beetle. Apparently they eat +anything, animal or vegetable, and are great pests in ill-kept +houses, especially where moisture is plentiful. The +name "Croton-bug" is applied to the smaller sort, it having +made its appearance about the time when Croton water +was first used in New York City. They show a strong distaste +to light and are fond of warmth. The eggs are laid +in capsules.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Locust.</span></div> + +<p>This family are insects most destructive to crops. The +antennas are short, the hind legs large and strong, giving +them their jumping power. The most injurious of these is +the migratory locust. During the years 1874 to 1876 this +insect, it is said, did more than $200,000,000 damage to +crops in four States of the Union. Every country boy +knows the crackling sound made by these grasshoppers in +their flight. Their "song" is made by the scraping of +the legs against their wings. Locusts swarm and are not +particular as to the kind of vegetable matter which they<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[149]</a></span> +eat; anything green which they chance upon is devoured. +The red-legged grasshopper is the one most common in +the Eastern States in late summer.</p> + +<p>The true or green grasshoppers have long horns, are +much softer in body and "sing" more than their cousins +of the locust family. The "Katydids" belong here.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Crickets.</span></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/149-mantis.png" width="500" height="421" alt="PRAYING MANTIS." title="" /> +<span class="caption">PRAYING MANTIS.</span> +</div> + +<p>Crickets are closely related to the green grasshoppers. +They have long antennae. The Mole Cricket burrows in +the earth, as its name implies, digging with its powerful +forelegs. The black Field Cricket lives in small burrows +in fields and pastures. The Crickets are musical and together<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">[150]</a></span> +with their cousins of this family swell the insect +chorus of our summer nights.</p> + +<p>A peculiar insect belonging to this family is popularly +known as the Walking-stick; in motion it does not look +unlike a twig moving about. Its body is long and slender. +In the tropics this family has many forms which so closely +resemble the leaves, and even flowers of plants and trees, as +to fool not only the casual but the close observer.</p> + +<p>Another peculiar insect is the Praying Mantis; this name +has been given them because of the position which they +take, the legs being held as though in prayer. They are +found in the Southern States and are regarded with superstitious +awe by the ignorant.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>THE NEUROPTERA.</h2> + + +<p>These are the net-veined winged insects; the Dragon +flies, Mayflies, Caddis-flies belong in this order.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Dobson.</span></div> + +<p>The Dobson is one of the most curious insects in this +order. It is generally known as the hellgrammite, although +it has probably more popular names than any other insect +and some are very peculiar, for instance, Conniption-bugs, +Goggle-goy, Flip-flaps, Ho Jacks, Snake-doctor. It +is a large insect with strong-biting mouth, living in its larval +form in water.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Snake Flies.</span></div> + +<p>These are found in the Western States and prey vigorously +upon other insects and render themselves especially +important to the farmer of the far West because of their +ravages upon the Coddling Moth, which is the special +enemy of apple trees.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">[151]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 323px;"> +<img src="images/151-walking.png" width="323" height="500" alt="WALKING-STICKS." title="" /> +<span class="caption">WALKING-STICKS.</span> +</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">[152]</a></span></p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Ant Lion.</span></div> + +<p>The Ant Lion digs a little pit in loose sand and buries +itself therein with the exception of its head. Into this trap +fall small insects on which it feeds. After the victim is +sucked dry the remains are thrown out of the pit.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Dragonflies.</span></div> + +<p>These insects are also known as "Horse-stingers" and +"Devil's Darning-needles," and many superstitious beliefs +are held in regard to them, although they are perfectly +harmless. Many ignorant people still hold them +capable of sewing up bad boys' ears. The early part of +their existence is spent in the water. They prey upon +flies, mosquitoes and small insects. In the wings of these +flies are often beautiful colors. They frequent stagnant +water. The Kingbird favors them as a diet.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Mayflies.</span></div> + +<p>The Mayflies or Shadflies, like the Dragonflies, spend +their infancy under water feeding upon vegetables and +primitive forms of animal life. Their scientific name is +Ephemerida, coined from the Greek word meaning a day. +They were given this name because of their short life. Great +quantities of the larvæ are eaten by fish.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Caddis Flies.</span></div> + +<p>What observing country boy has not seen the queer-looking +Caddis worms in the brooks and their curious larva +cases. Put them in your aquarium, for they are interesting +to watch and study. Their wings are more or less covered<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">[153]</a></span> +with hair and this gives them a moth-like appearance. They +frequent the shady margins of streams. The larvæ cases are +made of leaves, bits of sticks, sand, shells, etc., fastened by +silk which the caddis worm spins. These cases protect them +from fishes and preying insects.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 471px;"> +<img src="images/153-dragon-flies.png" width="471" height="550" alt="DRAGON FLIES." title="" /> +<span class="caption">DRAGON FLIES.</span> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">[154]</a></span></p> +<h2>THE HYMENOPTERA.</h2> + + +<p>The Hymenoptera is an order of insects of high rank +containing the Bees, Ants, Wasps and Gallflies. Dr. Leland +O. Howard, Chief of the Division of Entomology in the +United States Department of Agriculture, says that this +order "comprises nearly 30,000 described species; but the +enormous number of undescribed species, particularly of +the smaller parasitic forms inhabiting tropical regions and +other out-of-the-way localities, would probably swell this +number to more than 300,000. To indicate the work still +to be done in this order, it is safe to say that a day's collecting +in Central Park, New York, almost under the windows +of the great American Museum of Natural History, or in +Logan Square, Philadelphia, within 200 yards of the Academy +of Natural Sciences, would result in the capture of a +number of species new to science." Most remarkable are +the insects of this order for their seeming intelligence and +the wonderful habits and methods in their interesting colony +lives.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 299px;"> +<img src="images/155-bees.png" width="299" height="510" alt="MODERN BEE-HIVE" title="" /> +</div> + + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Bees.</span></div> + +<p>Bees are distinguished from Wasps and Ants by their +hairy bodies. The common hive bee is an insect most important +to mankind, and bee-keeping, properly conducted, +is a profitable occupation. Here is a chance for boy scouts +to win money and laurels. In early summer the bees +"swarm." The bee-keeper watches for signs of this and +knows that when there is an unusual restlessness among them +and the workers become less attentive to their regular duties, +"swarming" may be expected. Suddenly more than half +the workers, with the queen of the hive, leave the old home +and fly to a new place where they "swarm." A second +or third swarm sometimes leave the hive, each with their<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">[156]</a></span> +respective queen. The first, however, is always the most +important. When hived they climb to the roof and hang +in a mass for often a day. The wax taken from the old +hive is kneaded and the foundation of the new honeycomb +started. As soon as the workers finish cells, the queen lays +eggs in them. These hatch into maggot-like baby bees which +have to be fed and taken care of. The worker must now +forage for pollen or "beebread" and nectar from flowers. +The nectar they carry in their "honey-bags" and change +it into honey. The inside workers feed the youngsters, build +the comb and clean house, even ventilating it by fanning +the air with their wings. In the hives in the swarming are +drones who do no work. They are permitted to live and +feed on the stores until this season is over, then they are +relentlessly killed by the workers. Bees were kept for their +product by the Egyptians.</p> + +<p>The Honey Bee was imported from Europe and is not a +native of this country. The Cuckoo Bees are so called because +of their habits of living in the nests of other bees. +They apparently live there in friendly relations with the +rightful occupants of the hives.</p> + +<p>The Carpenter Bees; these insects are so called because +of their habit of boring into the stems of plants. They +line their cells with silky membrane and build mud partitions. +The larger forms of these bees bore into tree trunks +and lumber, and even the timber of buildings.</p> + +<p>Mason Bees build earthen cells of sand, earth, etc., glued +together. Another group of these cut pieces from leaves +with which to form their cells.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 242px;"> +<img src="images/157-cells.png" width="242" height="300" alt="SECTION OF CELLS" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 274px;"> +<img src="images/157-straw-hive.png" width="274" height="300" alt="STRAW-HIVE" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>The Bumble Bees; Western farm boys have invented a +method or robbing bumble bees' nests. They take a gallon +or two-gallon jug partly filled with water and place it near +the nest. They then beat the nest and retire to a distance.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">[158]</a></span> +The bees swarm out of the nest in their attempt to find +the guilty disturber. The jug attracts their attention; they +fly to it and the beating of their wings over the mouth of +the jug causes a roar which attracts the bees and causes +them to fly at the mouth and drop into it. The noise of those +inside increases the attraction and finally all the bees are +inside. After all the bees are thus disposed of the robbing +of the nest is then a safe matter.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Wasps.</span></div> + +<p>The wasps' bodies are less hairy than the bees'. Some of +the wasps live solitary lives and other groups colonize. The +former build their nests in a burrow or attach them to trees. +These nests are supplied by the mother wasp with animal +food. The social wasp includes the paper-making varieties +and the hornets. The habits of both are similar. The nest +is never used more than one season. In India it is said that +there is a variety that builds a nest reaching a length of several +feet. The hornets suspend large, round nests often a +foot in diameter from tree branches.</p> + +<p>The Mason Wasps build their nests of mud under outhouses, +roofs, on rocks and trees. The sting of these insects, +especially that of the hornet, is severe, but they do not sting +unless disturbed; then they display great anger and will +follow the disturber for a long distance. Although they do +considerable damage to fruit they are also helpful as destroyers +of insect life.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 457px;"> +<img src="images/159-wasp.png" width="457" height="400" alt="NEST OF COMMON WASP SEEN FROM BELOW." title="" /> +</div> + +<p>They capture and store in their cells a great variety of +insects, spiders, flies and plant-lice. Certain members of +this group of insects burrow into the earth and conceal their +nests by inserting a stone over which they scrape earth. +When the prey is taken the insect is carried into the burrow +and the entrance to it is again closed. Dr. S. W. Williston,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">[159]</a></span> +writing of this insect, states that the wasp has been +observed to "use a stone as a tamping-iron to pack the +earth into the mouth of the burrow." He feared, he says, +to publish this observation because he thought he would +not be believed. It is also said by observers of these wasps +that each insect seems to have distinct individuality, for +instance, some are careless, some are industrious, some scrupulously +painstaking. One entomologist tells of <ins title="Transcriber's Note: this word added to the text">a</ins> method +used by a wasp in capturing a certain spider: the wasp +would entangle itself in the spider's web and the latter +would dart out from her hiding place; the wasp would then +easily disengage herself from the web and follow the spider<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160">[160]</a></span> +to its hiding place. The Cicada often becomes prey of the +wasp and its song suddenly ceases as it is quickly stung +into insensibility. If in a struggle the two fall to the ground, +the wasp drags the Cicada up a tree until she reaches a +height from which she can fly downward to her storehouse. +The colony wasps are the paper-making insects, their nests +being made from woodpulp and woodfiber secured from old +fences and unpainted woodwork which they mix with saliva +and form into a pulp with which they build their nests.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 450px;"> +<img src="images/160-cicada.png" width="450" height="351" alt="CICADA." title="" /> +<span class="caption">CICADA.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 450px;"> +<img src="images/161-ant-cells.png" width="450" height="399" alt="COLONY NEST OF BLACK ANTS" title="" /> +</div> + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 450px;"> +<img src="images/161-ant-colony.png" width="450" height="308" alt="Ant Colony" title="" /> +</div> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Ants.</span></div> + +<p>The third group in this important order are the ants. +They always live in communities and build nests which are +especially devoted to the purpose of raising their young.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">[162]</a></span> +The young are fed from the mouth of the worker ants. A +remarkable peculiarity of these insects is their practice of +making slaves. The large red ant often makes raids on +other ants, carrying off their young to their own nests where +they are brought up to perform the work of their masters. +They also domesticate plant-lice, which have on that account +been nicknamed "Ant-Cows." Instances are related +where beetles have been found in ant nests; they are +fed by the ants and in case of migration are carried away +by them to their new home. While some of these guests +are tolerated because, perhaps, the ants cannot rid themselves +of them and others are parasites, some seem to be of +the nature of pets. The black ants build mountain-like +nests, sometimes reaching three feet in height; in these nests +sometimes forty or fifty species of ants have been found.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Gall Flies.</span></div> + +<p>All the members of this family produce galls. In the +spring the insect breaks the vegetable tissue by means of +her sting and deposits the eggs. When hatched the young +seem to exercise a peculiar influence on the growing tissue, +shaping it into a swelling or gall containing a series of +chambers. Certain of the galls formed on the oak trees were +formerly used in the manufacture of ink and tannin.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Ichneumon Flies.</span></div> + +<p>These flies attack caterpillars especially and lay their +eggs in their bodies. The young, when hatched, feed upon +the unfortunate victim.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Horn-tails.</span></div> + +<p>The wood-eaters or horn-tails are wood-boring insects living +in the trunks of trees and stems of plants. They are<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">[163]</a></span> +called "horn-tails" because of the spine at the end of the +body. They lay their eggs in these borings and the young, +when hatched, continue to bore their way through the pith.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Saw-flies.</span></div> + +<p>The saw-flies saw their way into plant tissue and lay +their eggs in the openings thus made. Many of these flies +are very injurious to vegetation because of this habit. The +currant-worm, rose-slug and pear-slug are all members of +this family, and farmers are not on friendly terms with +these insects.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>THE COLEOPTERA.</h2> + + +<p>This is the order of insects which includes beetles, glowworms, +lady-birds, weevils, cock-chafers, etc. Their chief +characteristic is the hard wing covers. The wings proper +are below these. Most of this order have strong mandibles. +The diet of beetles is much varied, but they are all voracious.</p> + +<p>The little lady-birds, about whom the nursery rhyme sings, +warning them to "fly away home," feed upon the scale +insects.</p> + +<p>The glow-worm derives the first part of its name from +its luminosity, and the second from its worm-like appearance. +To this same family belong a number of other luminous +beetles, the name "firefly" being usually given.</p> + +<p>The weevil is a general name for plant-eating beetles, +and they not infrequently cause great destruction to vegetable +matter. Certain weevils are interesting because of +their habit of rolling up leaves in order to construct a +shelter for their young. The nut-weevil lays her eggs in +the young nut while it is still soft and its grub bores its +way out in the fall. The cotton-boll weevil has caused +great injury to the cotton crops in the Southern States.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">[164]</a></span> +It pierces the leaves of the plant and lays its eggs. The +young feed upon the plant. There are also corn weevils and +rice weevils, and still others that attack peas and beans.</p> + +<p>The cock-chafers belong to a large group of dark-colored +beetles known as June bugs. They frequently enter light +rooms at night, making a loud buzzing noise. The insect +comes out of the ground in the spring and is very destructive +to the foliage of fruit and other trees. Its grubs live under +ground and feed on roots. The chief enemies of the grub are +moles and birds; of the beetles, bats and birds.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>LEPIDOPTERA.</h2> + + +<p>The order of Lepidoptera includes the butterflies and +moths. Their wings and body are covered with scales, frequently +bright-colored. There are several stages in the life +history of these insects just as there are in the life history +of other insects, but these stages are so pronounced and +the changes so remarkable in this order that it is well here +for us to consider the different steps which nature takes +in transforming the repulsive caterpillar into the beautiful +butterfly or moth. The first stage is the egg, from which +is hatched the caterpillar. The caterpillar, after living its +life, spins its cocoon, is transformed into the chrysalis. The +chrysalis in turn eventually becomes the butterfly.</p> + +<p>The milkweed butterflies are large-sized butterflies; the +upper surface of the wings is bright and reddish bordered +with black, and the whole wing is veined heavily with black. +The wings are spotted with white; the caterpillar is bright +yellow with black bands. This insect often appears in large +numbers in New Jersey late in the autumn. This particular +one of the milkweed butterflies is called "The Monarch"; +a smaller one of this genus is called "The Queen."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">[165]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/165-butterflies.png" width="600" height="407" alt="BUTTERFLIES." title="" /> +<span class="caption">BUTTERFLIES.</span> +</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">[166]</a></span></p> + +<p>The California long-winged butterfly. The fore wings are +brownish-black blotched with yellow; the hind wings are a +dingy orange.</p> + +<p>The Dircenna. The fore wings of this butterfly are +grayish-brown with transparent spots; the hind wings are +more yellowish in color.</p> + +<p>The Cliff Fritillary. The upper side of this butterfly is +bright tawny-brown spotted with black; the hind wings have +a black border spotted with the same color as the wings. +The under side of the fore wings is orange. The caterpillar +feeds upon the passion flower of the Southern states. It +is found from southern Virginia westward to Arizona and +California.</p> + +<p>The Regal Fritillary. The upper side of the fore wings +is a bright brown, spotted and blotched with cream color +and black; the upper side of the hind wings is black with +cream-colored spots. The caterpillar is large, nearly two +inches long; black with stripes and bands of reddish-orange. +There are six rows of spines. The caterpillar feeds on violets +and does not appear in the daytime. This is a beautiful +butterfly and is found from Maine to Nebraska, frequenting +the borders of woodlands.</p> + +<p>The Diana. Both wings are a dark brown with wide +border of dark orange spotted with brown spots. It is found +in the Virginias, Carolinas, Georgia, Tennessee and Kentucky.</p> + +<p>The Silver-bordered Fritillary. This is a small butterfly +ranging over most of the northern part of the United States. +The fore wings on the under side are spotted at the margin +with silver spots.</p> + +<p>The Baltimore. Upper side black bordered with a row +of red spots followed by three rows of yellow spots on the +fore wings and two rows on the hind wings. It is found in<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">[167]</a></span> +colonies in swamps, in the northern parts of the United +States and Canada.</p> + +<p>The Question Sign. This butterfly is easily determined +by its large size; the wings are peculiarly shaped; it is bright +brown on the upper side, spotted but edged with darker +brown and pale blue. This is a common butterfly of the +Middle States and is often found in the early spring.</p> + +<p>The Red Admiral. This is a common butterfly found +throughout North America. It derives its name from the +red on its fore wings and the red border on its hind wings.</p> + +<p>The Thistle Butterfly. Wherever thistles grow may be +found "The Painted Lady," and Dr. V. J. Holland in his +Butterfly Books says, "This is undoubtedly the most widely +distributed of well-known butterflies. It is found in almost +all regions of the earth and in many tropical lands in both +hemispheres." The food plants of the caterpillar are thistles.</p> + +<p>The Buckeye. On both the upper and lower sides of the +fore and hind wings are eye-like spots. It is a common +butterfly in the South, but is occasionally found as far North +as New England. These butterflies will fight other passing +butterflies.</p> + +<p>The Painted Purple Butterfly is easily distinguished because +of its broad white bands across both wings.</p> + +<p>The Blue Butterflies, the Copper Butterflies and the Hair-streaked +Butterflies are small insects, many of which are +characterized by the bright blue of the upper side of the +wings; in other forms the copper color prevails. Hair-streaked +Butterflies often have small tails on their horned +wings.</p> + +<p>The Sulphur Butterflies and Whites are medium-sized or +small butterflies, white or yellow in color, having dark +edgings. The common white butterfly is easily classified +by its pure-white color of the under-side white wings.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">[168]</a></span></p> + +<p>The Cabbage Butterfly is a common insect familiar to all. +Much good sauerkraut material is spoiled by its ravages.</p> + +<p>Orange Tipped Butterflies. This is a large species of +pretty butterflies.</p> + +<p>The Swallow-tail Butterflies are generally large butterflies +with the hind wings tailed.</p> + +<p>The Ajax is one of the most beautiful of the butterflies. +Its wings are streaked with brown and white, with red and +blue spots near the tail on the hind wings.</p> + +<p>The Tiger Swallow Tail seems to be fond of the woodlands +of Pennsylvania, Virginia, Carolina, Kentucky and +Tennessee. The common Eastern swallow-tail is bright yellow +and black, and found all over the Atlantic States.</p> + +<p>The Wood Nymphs are butterflies of moderate size with +eye-like spots on their wings, the wings being tawny brown +or gray.</p> + +<p>We have endeavored to give our boy readers a brief description +of some of the most beautiful and some of the +most common butterflies of the United States. There are +thousands more.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Moths.</span></div> + +<p>The moths are popularly distinguished from butterflies +by the belief that they fly at night; there are, however, numerous +exceptions to this distinction. The antennae of butterflies +are blunt; in moths they vary in form, being rarely +shaped like those of the butterfly. Moths are more numerous +than butterflies, and vary as to size and color. Some moths +have been known to reach a size of six or seven inches in +width and attain the most brilliant coloring of all insects.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/169-moths.png" width="600" height="368" alt="MOTHS." title="" /> +<span class="caption">MOTHS.</span> +</div> + +<p>Hawk Moth. This is a large, dull-colored, powerful moth. +The caterpillars are smooth and striped, horned at the rear +end. The Death's Head Moth belongs to the same family,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">[170]</a></span> +as do also the Oleander Hawk Moth and the Humming-bird +Hawk Moth. The last mentioned is often mistaken for a +humming bird. Caterpillars of this family are destructive +to potato, tomato and tobacco plants. The moths of this +family are known as the Sphinx Moths. The markings on +the body of the Death's Head Moth resemble a skull and +crossbone—hence its name. The body is covered with hair. +The fore wings are brown, the hind wings yellow, banded +with black. It makes a squeaking noise and is often found +in beehives where it is attracted by the honey.</p> + +<p>The Egger Moths get their name from the peculiar egg-shell-like +surface of their cocoons.</p> + +<p>The Lima Moths are among the largest and most beautiful +of our moths. The hind wings have a tail-like appendage. +It is pale green in color with a purple band along the front +of the fore wings.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>THE ORDER DIPTERA.</h2> + + +<p>This order includes all the true flies or insects having but +two wings. There is probably no other order of insects +that are more injurious to the health of human beings. The +housefly, because of its habits, is a virulent pest in the +spreading of disease and it has been discovered that certain +mosquitoes carry the germs of malarial and yellow fevers.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Mosquitoes.</span></div> + +<p>Up to the year 1900 little had been known about these +insects. Since then it has been discovered that one genus +is responsible for the transfer of malarial fever and another +variety is the sole means of the spreading of yellow fever. +Mosquitoes are found in any locality where stagnant standing +water allows them the opportunity to breed. Their<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">[171]</a></span> +eggs are laid in a flat mass on the surface of the water, and +each of these masses contains from 200 to 400 eggs. The +young mosquitoes issue from the under side of the eggs, +coming to the surface frequently to breathe, which they do +by means of a long tube at the end of the body which is +thrust up above the surface of the water. In many localities +boy scouts have been interested in exterminating mosquitoes, +the most successful methods being either the abolition of +their breeding places, the flooding of surfaces of stagnant +water with kerosene, or the introduction of fish into fishless +ponds. In a mosquito crusade every receptacle for standing +water must be found and either destroyed or treated with +kerosene.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Midges.</span></div> + +<p>Midges are small or minute flies; swarms of them are commonly +seen in damp localities in the summer.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Flies.</span></div> + +<p>Horseflies are unusually abundant in the neighborhood of +ponds and streams.</p> + +<p>The Robber Flies, or bee-killers, are the hawks of the insect +world, preying upon their victims on the wing. In flying +an insect is likely to become the victim to their sharp little +dagger, which they carry in their beak. It is said that they +will frequent a favorite position near a beehive and make +frequent trips back and forth, and hundreds of empty bodies +of bees are found beneath this perch.</p> + +<p>The Dancefly is so called because of the up-and-down +movement which they make in their swarms.</p> + +<p>The Housefly. These insects are highly injurious to human +beings because of their agency in spreading germs of +such diseases as typhoid fever and Asiatic cholera. It has<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">[172]</a></span> +been discovered recently that germs of infantile paralysis +are conveyed by the housefly.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>THYSANOPTERA.</h2> + + +<p>To this order belong very small insects known as "thrips." +They are found in large numbers in flowers and in the heads +of grain, chrysanthemum, hydrangea, orange-blossom, cabbage +leaf, cauliflower, squash, turnips and other plants.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>HEMIPTERA</h2> + + +<p>includes plant-lice, scale insects and bugs proper. One entomologist +says: "If anything were to exterminate the destroyers +of hemiptera, we, ourselves, would probably be +starved in the course of a few months," so harmful are +they to vegetation. One of the best-known insects of this +order is the cicada or harvestfly, popularly but wrongly +called the "locust," the term "locust" belonging rightfully +to the long-horned grasshoppers. The body of the +cicada is large with a blunt head. At the end of July and +early in August its song may be heard in the treetops.</p> + +<p>The queer-shaped treehoppers also belong to this order. +When they are resting upon a twig, it is difficult, except +upon close examination, to distinguish them from a thorn +or a natural protuberance of the wood.</p> + +<p>The Spittle Insects. After hatching from the egg the +young insects live in little frothy masses like spittle on the +stems of plants and grasses.</p> + +<p>Scale Insects. Many of the members of this family are +very injurious to fruit trees and other trees. They feed +upon the sap.</p> + +<p>The Oyster-shell Bark Louse is found particularly upon +apple and pear trees.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">[173]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 315px;"> +<img src="images/173-scale-insects.png" width="315" height="500" alt="SCALE INSECTS." title="" /> +<span class="caption">SCALE INSECTS.</span> +</div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">[174]</a></span></p> + +<p>Plant Lice. These insects prey upon cultivated plants. +Huxley computed that the uninterrupted breeding of ten +generations of plant lice from the single insect would produce +a bulk equal to the population of the Chinese Empire, +500,000,000 of human beings. We have already spoken of +the relations between ants and plant lice; they are often +called "Ant Cows" because of the ant's habit of milking +them for the juices which they exhume.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The True Bugs.</span></div> + +<p>The "Water Boatmen" may be found swimming on the surface +of water. They often go below the surface, carrying +with them a bubble of air which is held by the hairs of their +body. They hibernate in the mud at the bottom of the water. +The eggs of these insects are made into cakes and are eaten +by the Indians.</p> + +<p>Another family of water bugs are properly called the +"back swimmers" because of their habit of swimming on +their backs. They prey upon other water insects and even +fish. They can sting with their beak.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">Toad Bugs.</span></div> + +<p>They have a short, wide body, protruding eyes and toad-like +color. They are found in damp places under the banks +of ponds and streams.</p> + +<p>The Water Striders are the long-legged insects which run +over the surface of the water with such speed that it is +difficult to catch them.</p> + +<p>The Cannibal Bugs, the Pirate Bugs, are preying insects +which feed upon other insects whose blood they suck. A +species of this insect was especially abundant in the Eastern +States in 1898. Their bites and blood-sucking habits gave<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">[175]</a></span> +cause to the "kissing-bug" scare to which the newspapers +gave great publicity.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Ambush Bugs</span></div> + +<p>is the name which Professor Comstock has given to insects +frequenting yellow flowers, with which its color agrees and +hides it from other insects visiting the flowers.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Squash Bug</span></div> + +<p>is the enemy of vegetables of the pumpkin family and has a +distinctly disagreeable odor.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">The Stink Bugs</span></div> + +<p>are small flat bugs which, like the Squash Bug, have a bad +odor. One of this family is still called, in Georgia, "The +Abe Lincoln" bug, and in Texas, "The Third Party" bug.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><span class="smcap">THE CINCH BUGS.</span></div> + +<p>This is a bug that makes a specialty of corn and grasses as +a diet.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[177]</a></span></p> +<h2>INDEX</h2> + + +<div> +<span style="margin-left: 7em;">PAGE</span><br /> +<br /> +Abe Lincoln Bugs, <a href="#Page_175">175</a><br /> +<br /> +Ajax Butterflies, <a href="#Page_168">168</a><br /> +<br /> +Ambush Bugs, <a href="#Page_175">175</a><br /> +<br /> +Ants, <a href="#Page_154">154</a>, <a href="#Page_160">160</a>, <a href="#Page_162">162</a><br /> +<br /> +Ant Lion, <a href="#Page_152">152</a><br /> +<br /> +Aptera, <a href="#Page_147">147</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Back Swimmers, <a href="#Page_174">174</a><br /> +<br /> +Baltimore Butterfly, <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<br /> +Bee Killers, <a href="#Page_171">171</a><br /> +<br /> +Bees, <a href="#Page_154">154</a>-<a href="#Page_158">158</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Bumble, <a href="#Page_156">156</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Carpenter, <a href="#Page_156">156</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Cuckoo, <a href="#Page_156">156</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Honey, <a href="#Page_156">156</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Mason, <a href="#Page_156">156</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Beetle, Black, <a href="#Page_148">148</a><br /> +<br /> +Blue Butterflies, <a href="#Page_167">167</a><br /> +<br /> +Buckeye, <a href="#Page_167">167</a><br /> +<br /> +Bugs, <a href="#Page_174">174</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Abe Lincoln, <a href="#Page_175">175</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Ambush, <a href="#Page_175">175</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Cannibal, <a href="#Page_174">174</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Cinch, <a href="#Page_175">175</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">June, <a href="#Page_164">164</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Kissing, <a href="#Page_175">175</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Pirate, <a href="#Page_174">174</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Squash, <a href="#Page_175">175</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Stink, <a href="#Page_175">175</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Third Party, <a href="#Page_175">175</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Toad, <a href="#Page_174">174</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Bumblebees, <a href="#Page_156">156</a><br /> +<br /> +Butterflies, <a href="#Page_164">164</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Ajax, <a href="#Page_168">168</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Blue, <a href="#Page_167">167</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Cabbage, <a href="#Page_168">168</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">California Long-winged, <a href="#Page_166">166</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Copper, <a href="#Page_167">167</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Hair-streaked, <a href="#Page_164">164</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Milkweed, <a href="#Page_164">164</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Orange-tipped, <a href="#Page_168">168</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Painted Purple, <a href="#Page_167">167</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sulphur, <a href="#Page_167">167</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Swallow-tail, <a href="#Page_168">168</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Thistle, <a href="#Page_167">167</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">White, <a href="#Page_167">167</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Cabbage Butterflies, <a href="#Page_168">168</a><br /> +<br /> +Caddis Flies, <a href="#Page_150">150</a>, <a href="#Page_152">152</a><br /> +<br /> +California Long-winged Butterflies, <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<br /> +Campodea, <a href="#Page_147">147</a><br /> +<br /> +Cannibal Bugs, <a href="#Page_174">174</a><br /> +<br /> +Carpenter Bees, <a href="#Page_156">156</a><br /> +<br /> +Cicada, <a href="#Page_160">160</a>, <a href="#Page_172">172</a><br /> +<br /> +Cinch Bugs, <a href="#Page_175">175</a><br /> +<br /> +Cliff Fritillary, <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<br /> +Cockchafers, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +Cockroaches, <a href="#Page_148">148</a><br /> +<br /> +Coddling Moth, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Coleoptera, <a href="#Page_147">147</a>, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +Conniption Bugs, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Copper Butterflies, <a href="#Page_167">167</a><br /> +<br /> +Corn Weevils, <a href="#Page_164">164</a><br /> +<br /> +Cotton-boll Weevils, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178">[178]</a></span>Crickets, <a href="#Page_148">148</a>, <a href="#Page_149">149</a><br /> +<br /> +Cricket Field, <a href="#Page_149">149</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Mole, <a href="#Page_149">149</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Croton Bugs, <a href="#Page_148">148</a><br /> +<br /> +Cuckoo Bees, <a href="#Page_156">156</a><br /> +<br /> +Currant Worms, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Dance Flies, <a href="#Page_171">171</a><br /> +<br /> +Death's Head Moths, <a href="#Page_168">168</a><br /> +<br /> +Devil's Darning-needles, <a href="#Page_152">152</a><br /> +<br /> +Diana, <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<br /> +Diptera, <a href="#Page_147">147</a>, <a href="#Page_170">170</a><br /> +<br /> +Dircenna, <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<br /> +Dobson, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Dragon Flies, <a href="#Page_150">150</a>, <a href="#Page_152">152</a>, <a href="#Page_153">153</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Egger Moths, <a href="#Page_168">168</a><br /> +<br /> +Ephemerida, <a href="#Page_152">152</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Field Cricket, <a href="#Page_149">149</a><br /> +<br /> +Fire-flies, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +Flies, Caddis, <a href="#Page_150">150</a>, <a href="#Page_152">152</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dance, <a href="#Page_171">171</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dragon, <a href="#Page_150">150</a>, <a href="#Page_152">152</a>, <a href="#Page_153">153</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Fire, <a href="#Page_163">163</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Gall, <a href="#Page_154">154</a>, <a href="#Page_162">162</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Harvest, <a href="#Page_172">172</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Horse, <a href="#Page_171">171</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">House, <a href="#Page_171">171</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Ichneumon, <a href="#Page_162">162</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">May, <a href="#Page_150">150</a>, <a href="#Page_152">152</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Robber, <a href="#Page_171">171</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Saw, <a href="#Page_163">163</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Shad, <a href="#Page_152">152</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Snake, <a href="#Page_150">150</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Flip-flaps, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Fritillary, Cliff, <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Regal, <a href="#Page_166">166</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Silver-bordered, <a href="#Page_166">166</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Gall Flies, <a href="#Page_154">154</a>, <a href="#Page_162">162</a><br /> +<br /> +Glow Worms, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +Goggle-goy, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Grasshoppers, <a href="#Page_148">148</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Red-legged, <a href="#Page_149">149</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Hair-streaked Butterflies, <a href="#Page_164">164</a><br /> +<br /> +Harvest Flies, <a href="#Page_172">172</a><br /> +<br /> +Hawk Moth, <a href="#Page_168">168</a><br /> +<br /> +Hellgrammite, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Hemiptera, <a href="#Page_147">147</a>, <a href="#Page_172">172</a><br /> +<br /> +Ho-Jack, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Honey Bee, <a href="#Page_156">156</a><br /> +<br /> +Horn Tails, <a href="#Page_162">162</a><br /> +<br /> +Hornet, <a href="#Page_158">158</a><br /> +<br /> +Horse Flies, <a href="#Page_171">171</a><br /> +<br /> +Horse Stingers, <a href="#Page_152">152</a><br /> +<br /> +House Flies, <a href="#Page_171">171</a><br /> +<br /> +Hymenoptera, <a href="#Page_147">147</a>, <a href="#Page_154">154</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Ichneumon Flies, <a href="#Page_162">162</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +June Bugs, <a href="#Page_164">164</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Katydids, <a href="#Page_148">148</a><br /> +<br /> +Kissing Bugs, <a href="#Page_175">175</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Lady Birds, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +Leaf Insects, <a href="#Page_148">148</a><br /> +<br /> +Lepidoptera, <a href="#Page_147">147</a>, <a href="#Page_164">164</a><br /> +<br /> +Lice, Plant, <a href="#Page_174">174</a><br /> +<br /> +Locusts, <a href="#Page_148">148</a><br /> +<br /> +Louse, Oyster Shell Bark, <a href="#Page_172">172</a><br /> +<br /> +Luna Moth, <a href="#Page_170">170</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Mason Bees, <a href="#Page_156">156</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Wasps, <a href="#Page_158">158</a></span><br /> +<br /> +May Flies, <a href="#Page_150">150</a>, <a href="#Page_152">152</a><br /> +<br /> +Midges, <a href="#Page_171">171</a><br /> +<br /> +Milkweed Butterflies, <a href="#Page_164">164</a><br /> +<br /> +Mole Cricket, <a href="#Page_149">149</a><br /> +<br /> +Monarch Butterflies, <a href="#Page_164">164</a><br /> +<br /> +Mosquitoes, <a href="#Page_170">170</a><br /> +<br /> +Moths, <a href="#Page_168">168</a>-<a href="#Page_170">170</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Coddling, <a href="#Page_150">150</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Death's Head, <a href="#Page_168">168</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Egger, <a href="#Page_168">168</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Hawk, <a href="#Page_168">168</a></span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[179]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Luna, <a href="#Page_170">170</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sphinx, <a href="#Page_170">170</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Neuroptera, <a href="#Page_147">147</a>, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Nut Weevils, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Orthoptera, <a href="#Page_147">147</a>, <a href="#Page_148">148</a><br /> +<br /> +Oyster Shell Bark Louse, <a href="#Page_172">172</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Painted Purple Butterflies, <a href="#Page_167">167</a><br /> +<br /> +Pear Slugs, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +Pirate Bugs, <a href="#Page_174">174</a><br /> +<br /> +Plant Lice, <a href="#Page_174">174</a><br /> +<br /> +Praying Mantis, <a href="#Page_148">148</a>, <a href="#Page_149">149</a>, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Queen Butterflies, <a href="#Page_164">164</a><br /> +<br /> +Question Sign Butterflies, <a href="#Page_167">167</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Red Admiral Butterflies, <a href="#Page_167">167</a><br /> +<br /> +Red-legged Grasshoppers, <a href="#Page_149">149</a><br /> +<br /> +Regal Fritillary, <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<br /> +Rice Weevils, <a href="#Page_164">164</a><br /> +<br /> +Robber Flies, <a href="#Page_171">171</a><br /> +<br /> +Rose-slugs, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Saw Flies, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +Scale Insects, <a href="#Page_171">171</a>, <a href="#Page_173">173</a><br /> +<br /> +Shad Flies, <a href="#Page_152">152</a><br /> +<br /> +Silver-bordered Fritillary, <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<br /> +Sulphur Butterflies, <a href="#Page_167">167</a><br /> +<br /> +Silverfish, <a href="#Page_147">147</a><br /> +<br /> +Slugs, Pear, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +Slugs, Rose, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<br /> +Snake-doctor, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Snake Flies, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Sphinx Moth, <a href="#Page_170">170</a><br /> +<br /> +Spittle Insects, <a href="#Page_172">172</a><br /> +<br /> +Squash Bugs, <a href="#Page_175">175</a><br /> +<br /> +Stink Bugs, <a href="#Page_175">175</a><br /> +<br /> +Swallow-tail Butterflies, <a href="#Page_168">168</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Tiger, <a href="#Page_168">168</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Third Party Bugs, <a href="#Page_175">175</a><br /> +<br /> +Thistle Butterflies, <a href="#Page_167">167</a><br /> +<br /> +Thysanoptera, <a href="#Page_147">147</a>, <a href="#Page_171">171</a><br /> +<br /> +Tiger Swallow-tail, <a href="#Page_168">168</a><br /> +<br /> +Toad Bugs, <a href="#Page_174">174</a><br /> +<br /> +Treehoppers, <a href="#Page_172">172</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Walking Sticks, <a href="#Page_148">148</a>, <a href="#Page_150">150</a>, <a href="#Page_151">151</a><br /> +<br /> +Wasps, <a href="#Page_154">154</a>, <a href="#Page_158">158</a>, <a href="#Page_159">159</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Mason, <a href="#Page_158">158</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Water Boatmen, <a href="#Page_174">174</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Striders, <a href="#Page_174">174</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Weevils, <a href="#Page_163">163</a><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Corn, <a href="#Page_163">163</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Cotton Boll, <a href="#Page_163">163</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Nut, <a href="#Page_163">163</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Rice, <a href="#Page_164">164</a></span><br /> +<br /> +White Butterflies, <a href="#Page_167">167</a><br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[181]</a></span></p> +<div class='bbox'><div class='adtitle'>The Campfire and Trail Series</div></div> + + +<div class='bbox'> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Book list"> +<tr><td align='left'>1. <span class="smcap">In Camp on the Big Sunflower.</span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>2. <span class="smcap">The Rivals on the Trail.</span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>3. <span class="smcap">The Strange Cabin on Catamount Island.</span></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>4. <span class="smcap">Lost in 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