"Let"s not separate any more," begged Tom. "We"re split up enough as it is. Let"s all go or else all stay."
"All the lockers are securely fastened so no one could take much if they came aboard," argued Frank. "I"m in favor of remaining together if we can. If we only had a lantern to take with us."
"We"ve got an acetylene headlight such as they use on motorcycles," Tom declared. "That would be a dandy thing."
"Let"s go, then, before Wyckoff comes back with his friends."
Accordingly the boys secured automatics and the acetylene headlight.
They hurriedly packed a bundle of food, borrowed one of the boats of the shipyard and started upstream to look for their chums. In a short time they discovered the skiff moored at the leaning oak. The big fish were duly admired by all.
"They"ve been gone quite a while," announced Tom. "See how hard and dry that fish is. They forgot to put it overboard."
"Evidently they didn"t intend to stay long," suggested Jack.
"Look at Rowdy. You didn"t know he was a bloodhound, did you?"
"Go it, boy," urged Jack. "Find Arnold. Find Harry."
The bulldog circled about the spot where the boys had eaten dinner, lost the scent, picked it up again, again dropped it and finally started away in dead earnest. Hastening along the boys had hard work to keep up with him. Through forest and glade, across swampy places and over ridges the dog led the lads ever at a swift pace. Once in a while he stopped to give vent to a fierce growl.
At length the boys becoming exhausted called a halt.
"Make Rowdy rest a while until I get my breath," protested Tom.
"He seems to know pretty near where he"s going," Jack said.
"Yes," agreed Frank, "and I have an idea that he"s trailing the boys.
The point that worries me is whether we can find our way back to the tree where the boats are tied."
"I think so," replied Jack. "When we left the river we struck straight back for a little distance then turned directly to our left and have followed nearly a straight course since. I have seen the stars every little while and I"m sure I could find my way back."
"We"re going against the wind, aren"t we?" questioned Tom.
"Yes, what little wind there is," replied Jack, "Why?"
"Oh, nothing. I just get foolish notions in my head, that"s all."
"What"s the foolish notion, now, Tom?" queried Jack in a kindly tone.
"Tell us what it is, man. Maybe it is worth while."
"Well, just notice Rowdy, here. He"s mighty uneasy and has been snuffing into the air for some little time. Just now as I took a deep breath I thought I smelled smoke and with it came an odor of burning flesh. It was too heavy to be merely the remains of a dinner thrown into a fire. I was just thinking that some accident--"
"I don"t think so," replied Jack. "At least we won"t think that until we have to. It just can"t be so," he added.
"It"s getting mighty dark in here," stated Tom. "I wish it would lighten up a bit. That"s a fire ahead there."
"Whar y"all gwine?" A giant negro barred the path.
CHAPTER XIV
TWO BEAVERS IN PERIL
Neither Harry nor Arnold is quite clear as to just what happened after the rattlesnake made his leap at the charmed boy.
They both are agreed on one point, however. Whenever the subject of marksmanship is brought up, they invariably agree that the man who fired the shot from his rifle that afternoon was the best crackshot they ever saw. His skill surely saved Harry"s life.
What really happened was that a stranger, pa.s.sing through the forest at the moment of the boys" predicament, heard the shots from Arnold"s automatic. As the reader knows, the snake, Harry and Arnold were in direct line with Harry between the snake and Arnold. Therefore Arnold was unable quickly to shoot the snake. He tried to distract the attention of the reptile by creating a disturbance, but, as we know, in this he was unsuccessful. The temporary diversion was sufficient, however, to enable the stranger to grasp the situation as he came through a clump of palmettos.
Swinging his rifle to his shoulder he fired, seemingly without taking aim. His bullet sped true to the mark and severed the head of the now thoroughly angered rattler. He was just in time, for already the muscles of steel had started to launch the death dealing fangs.
It was not to be wondered at that Harry and Arnold should feel extremely grateful to the stranger. As he approached they both stepped forward and embarra.s.sed him by the profuse thanks offered.
"Now, boys, don"t say another word," he protested. "I like to kill them varmints. It pleased me a heap to be able to he"p youall."
"But we feel that you saved Harry"s life, just the same and we want you to understand that we feel under deep obligations," Arnold insisted.
"Another moment and it would have been too late."
"Well, I guess it would," acknowledged the stranger. "That"s a leetle the biggest snake of that partic"lar kind I ever seen."
"He"s big enough to be in a show," declared Harry.
"How"d you like his skin?" inquired their new found friend.
"No, thank you," protested Harry. "I"ve seen quite enough of him. I couldn"t enjoy that skin a bit. But you may have it."
"Thanks. Believe I"ll just pull that hide off. I might be able to sell it. Some feller"ll be along from up No"th and buy it."
"Why, we"re from up North," was Arnold"s rejoinder. "Let me introduce my chum and myself before you handle that snake. Shake hands with Harry Harvey and my name is Arnold Poysor. We"re from Chicago down here on a pleasure trip in a motor boat."
"Glad to meet you," replied the fellow. "My name"s Lopez. They call me Pete when I"m to home. How"d youall like to come over to my house for supper? I live just a piece from here."
"Thank you, but we"d better be getting back," replied Harry. "Our friends will be expecting us shortly, and it"s quite a ways back to the shipyard where our boat is on the ways for repairs."
"Only a little ways," a.s.serted Lopez. "I know a short cut through a bayou that"ll take you there in less than half an hour. Youall better stay. I"m goin" to have mutton for supper, and my n.i.g.g.e.r sh.o.r.e knows how to cook mutton. He"s a fine cook."
While Lopez urged the boys to stay, he was busy with the carca.s.s of the dead snake and soon had the skin deftly removed. His entreaties for the boys to visit his home were insistent. The boys felt that they owed him such a large debt that they could not decline, although they preferred to proceed in the opposite direction. At length they yielded to the urgent invitation. Lopez started away at a good gait through the forest, closely followed by his new guests, who found some difficulty in keeping pace with him.
"I"m gwine to have mutton for supper," explained Lopez, "and I want to get down to my sheep as they are pa.s.sin" through a little draw back here a piece. They always go through there about this time."
After a short time the party came to a draw through which ran a small stream of clear water. Here they saw a flock of perhaps two hundred sheep feeding slowly along. All were headed in one direction.
"I see a young wether," Lopez announced as the party drew up beside a giant pine. "Shall I pick him off?"