Toby had to confess that it did not look that way.
"Oh! I"m ready to own up you did see a man snooping around our camp, Lil Artha," he confessed, frankly; "and when you let fly with that load he lit out like all possessed. Elmer, of course the chances are it was _that man_, don"t you think?"
"We know of no other in this region," said the patrol leader. "He must have discovered our fire, and was creeping up when our vigilant comrade saw him, meaning to steal part of our food supply. We happen to know they"re short of grub, and now that the country is being roused against them this man is beginning to be more or less afraid to venture out of the swamp to secure another lot of fowls, or anything else along the eating line."
"But it looks as if he came here alone, Elmer, seeing we can find only one set of footprints," remarked Lil Artha.
"Oh! mercy! I certainly hope now he hasn"t done anything _ter_rible to our chum, Hen Condit," quavered Landy, in a panic.
"There"s no reason why we should believe such a thing," announced Elmer, decidedly; "we"ve already agreed that he possesses some sort of strange power over poor Hen, and I suppose the boy is waiting in their camp away from here, for the man to come back with provisions."
They walked back and the fire was revived, for since no one felt just like trying to sleep again they concluded to sit up a while and talk it all over. This attempted visit on the part of the unknown man had apparently put a new face on the whole matter. It might change their plans considerably, too, some of the scouts feared.
"I don"t see why that should be," Elmer explained. "Of course, after this we"ll have to keep a watch every night, so as to hold him up if he tries to get away with any of our stuff. It may hurry things along in the end. If they have little to eat, and the man is really afraid to go outside of the swamp thinking the police are waiting to arrest him, he may make up his mind to surrender to us."
"Then you believe he knows why we"re here, do you, Elmer?" demanded Toby.
"It seems possible, although, of course, we have to jump at conclusions, because we really don"t know," came the answer.
"Whew! but this is all a dark mystery," confessed Landy; "and I never was much account at guessing the answer to riddles. Who is this man; what is he holding over Hen Condit"s head; why should our chum do that awful thing, and then leave such a silly letter behind to convict himself? I"m all in a whirl, and if anybody can straighten me out I"d be a heap obliged."
Apparently, n.o.body could, at least there was no effort made in that direction. In fact, to tell the truth, all the boys felt that they were groping in the gloom, and even their best guesses had only a slender foundation.
"We"ve enlisted in the war, though," said Lil Artha, grimly, "and we won"t be kept back by any little thing. If that chap comes snooping around any more he stands a mighty good chance of getting hurt, that"s all I"m going to say about it."
"And we"ll run across Hen, sooner or later, you can put that in your pipe and smoke it," a.s.serted Toby Jones, firmly.
When they had discussed the subject from every side, without picking up much additional information worth while, the boys began to feel sleepy again. So Elmer told them off in watches, two scouts being a.s.signed to duty at a time. Landy was left out, because he was the odd fellow, and perhaps for other obvious reasons.
He pretended to be quite indignant over the slight, and vowed that he would certainly sit up through one of the watches with the pair whose turn it happened to be. But none of them took his threats seriously, because they knew full well when Landy Smith once got asleep it required something like a young earthquake to arouse him. Elmer hardly antic.i.p.ated another visit from the mysterious unknown that night. He fancied the fellow must have imagined Lil Artha really shot point-blank at him, and that it was only his good luck which enabled him to escape disaster.
Being too good a scout to take unnecessary chances, and not wishing to lose the main part of such supplies as they had fetched along for several days" use, the patrol leader took all due precautions.
The fire was kept up the balance of the night in the bargain, for they felt as though the illumination helped to guard them. Complete darkness might have tempted a raiding thief to try again, while he would be afraid to attempt such a risky move while the flames crackled and lighted up the immediate surroundings.
After all, nothing happened to disturb them. The sentries stuck diligently to their duties, and changed at the time appointed. This had been laid out by Elmer, as the sky had cleared and the stars could be plainly seen in places. He figured time from the position of certain bright planets, and their setting would mean the different changes in guard mount. Scouts who have been in camp have learned these methods of telling time by the use of the heavenly watch, and few of them after once mastering the interesting method find a need for Ingersols.
When daylight sifted in through the treetops overhead, the boys gave signs of arousing. Landy, of course, was the last to awaken, and he professed to be quite heart-broken because no one had called him in time to help stand out that watch. The gleam of humor in his eyes, however, told Elmer that the fat boy was not quite so much disappointed as he made out to be. In fact, the patrol leader was beginning to fear that Landy had latterly shown signs of developing a new trait in his composition, and started to play the part of a deceiver, in return for constant badgering on the part of his fun-loving mates.
It was while they were eating breakfast that Elmer propounded a new scheme, and after placing it before his comrades asked them what their opinions were.
"The question now is," was what he said, seriously, "whether we mean to keep on poling our skiff along the waterways; or shouldering our packs take the sh.o.r.e from now on; and as our rule always has been, majority votes carry the day."
CHAPTER XII
THE VALUE OF SCOUTCRAFT
"But that old skiff suits me all right," objected Landy, who did not particularly fancy shouldering his pack, to tramp through brush and over marshy tracts of land, such as must be their portion.
"Why ought we make a change, Elmer?" asked Ted, also unable to grasp the meaning of this new move.
Not so Lil Artha, who was quick to see things, especially when some suggestion on the part of the scout-master was concerned.
"Why, what ails you fellows?" he exclaimed, scornfully, as became one possessed of superior brains; "don"t you understand my sighting that man last night alters the whole business? Now, there"s no need of hunting a needle in a haystack, for we"ve got a real trail to follow up."
"That"s right, suh, and scouts ought to be able to accomplish the task," Chatz remarked in his superior way, which, however, everybody knew was only skin-deep, the result of his Southern birth and training, for he was a splendid fellow at heart, and well liked.
"What about the skiffs then, if we abandon the same?" asked Toby.
"Oh! we"ll mark the place, and Johnny can easily find his property when we"re paying him five dollars for their use," said Lil Artha, lightly.
"And boys, better make a start with those packs right now."
Landy sighed heavily, and seeing there was no escape he started to carry out the suggestion of the tall scout. His lack of ambition was so noticeable that Lil Artha could not resist the temptation to take a shot at him.
"I was just thinking, fellows," he went on, maliciously, "that Landy"s going to play out on us, and give no end of trouble; so we might leave him here to watch the boats while we"re gone."
"What! me stay here, and starve to death?" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Landy, commencing to put considerably more vigor into his labor; "I guess not, if I know myself, and I think I do."
"Oh! for that matter we"d let you have some grub," continued the generous Lil Artha; "enough for one full meal anyway."
"No thank you, not any in mine. I"m going where the rest do, make up your mind to that. If the old boats have to be watched stay yourself, Lil Artha, that"s all. You couldn"t coax or hire me to remain alone a single night in this awful swamp, not if you tried till doomsday. I like company, and if I have to I c"n even put up with you as a steady, Lil Artha. Now that"ll do for you. It isn"t to be considered for a second."
Of course, Lil Artha was only having a little fun, because there was no thought of leaving anybody behind to stand guard over the two abandoned skiffs; and least of all would Elmer have dreamed of appointing the fat and timid scout for such a duty.
When deciding on such a radical change in their plans, Elmer did not forget that it might also be well for them to conceal the two boats.
Should the man they were hunting chance to come upon the skiffs he might think it good policy to smash in the planks to such an extent that they would be useless for further voyaging; and possibly the scouts would be glad to get out of the swamp by the same means they had taken when entering.
"First of all, let"s hide the boats somewhere," he suggested. "They"re pretty heavy, of course, but seven of us ought to be able to carry them, one at a time."
"It needn"t be for far either," Lil Artha a.s.sured them, "because here"s a jimdandy place close by. Everybody on the job, and see what you can lift."
After all it was nothing to speak of, for the two skiffs were easily handled, and nicely concealed from view. When the boys had removed all traces of their pa.s.sage, anyone might walk by within five feet of the patch of bushes and never suspect what lay there so neatly hidden.
"There, that job"s done," said Elmer; "now finish packing, and we"ll be off."
Landy hurried now. He had a lingering fear that there might be more in that obscure threat made by Lil Artha of desertion on their part than appeared on the surface. The more he considered being left alone in that dreary swamp the faster Landy"s fingers flew. He also kept a wary eye on the tall scout, and had Lil Artha shown any intention of hurrying off he would have surely found Landy tagging at his heels, whether he had his pack or not.
Meanwhile, Elmer, having quickly arranged his possessions, because of long familiarity in the packing line, had gone over once more to the bush patch where on the preceding night Lil Artha had seen that suspicious lurker.
Of course, it was Elmer"s intention to examine the tracks left by the mysterious visitor, and see whether it would be possible for them to pick up the trail.
He was, of course, taking it for granted that the party must have been the same man they had been hunting ever since reaching the swamp. So far as Elmer could say, his footprints resembled those they had seen with Hen"s, although there was really nothing remarkable about them to distinguish the indentations above all others.
Elmer knew that they took certain chances in figuring this way. After all this man may have been the farmer who had a stock farm. Some of his cattle breaking bounds would likely enough wander into the swamp, and in looking for the strays perhaps he had discovered the smouldering fire.
As tramps, and possibly bad men as well, sometimes hid in the depths of swamps, the cautious cattle-raiser may have been crawling up to find out the truth when that sudden shot frightened him, so that he had run wildly away.