"I like fires as well as anybody, but excuse me from getting roasted in one. Don"t you think he ought to be sent to bed, Mr. Scoutmaster? He"s so logy right now, that the chances are ten to one he"ll climb in, and wrap the blanket around his head instead of his feet. Seems like you"ll have to appoint a dry-nurse to look after the poor baby, or else he may freeze to death in the night."

But Step Hen did not wait for any permission to retire. He just crept away, and vanished under the folds of the second tent, which he shared with Thad and Davy Jones.

Indeed, the others were that sleepy they declared they would not be long in following his example. Thad himself was the first to get up and stretch.

"It"s late, fellows, and we ought to be turning in, if we want to be good for anything to-morrow. And remember, that if this sort of thing keeps up, we"re going to change the programme, and let every scout have a share in keeping sentry duty, working in couples. It doesn"t seem exactly fair that when Eli and Jim have to work all day with the paddles, or in any other way, they ought to spend half the night standing guard. h.e.l.lo! there"s Eli right now, coming in on the trot, as if he had some news for us. What"s up, Eli?"

The old guide had been down to the sh.o.r.e of the lake to take a look at the canoes; and he was plainly bringing some sort of news, if they could judge from his hasty steps; and the look of concern on his dark face.

"Canoe comin" along daown yonder; mout be Cale"s agoin" ter pay us a visit," he remarked; and his words aroused the sleepy boys as thoroughly as though they had been ducked with a bucket of ice-water.

They all hastened to step off toward the sh.o.r.e. b.u.mpus even picked up his gun, possibly under the belief that there might be a speck of war on the horizon. Jim looked a trifle uneasy, but there was a grimness in the way he shut his jaws together that told of his set purpose to face the music somehow or other, before leaving this country of the Eagle Lakes.

"There it comes!" announced Giraffe, in a half whisper, as he pointed to the left.

They could soon all make out the dim, shadowy canoe that was stealing along, some little distance from the sh.o.r.e, and evidently bent on pa.s.sing the camp.

"I kin jest make out two fellers in her," said Eli, who had sharp eyes.

"I reckon one of them must be Old Cale, then; he seems to be shadin" his eyes with his hand, alookin" toward our fire, and us astandin" here,"

Giraffe went on to say, though no one could be really positive, because the light was so poor.

The canoe pa.s.sed by in this spectral fashion. There was no hail from those who sat in the boat, one using the paddle with the usual dexterity of a Maine guide; and of course none of the scouts thought of calling out, knowing who and what the voyagers were.

"I suppose that was Old Cale in the bow?" remarked Thad, after the canoe had faded away.

"An" he was alookin" fur me, I kinder guess," said Jim, mournfully; at the same time, as if mechanically raising a hand to feel of his ears.

CHAPTER XVI.

A STARTLING AWAKENING.

It was about four o"clock on the following afternoon when the three canoes containing the boys of the Silver Fox Patrol, accompanied by their two guides, drew up once more on the lake sh.o.r.e, and preparations for going into camp were hastily commenced, since night would soon be upon them.

Jim had selected this site for their last camp on this lake. When they left it, they intended going through the rest of the chain, and then seeking the railroad, with the idea of starting homeward again.

And Thad wondered whether, in picking out this camp, Jim might not have had an eye to his own affairs. Perhaps it was not many miles away from the shack of Cale Martin, the man who had been logger, trapper, guide, and was now about to turn his superior knowledge concerning foxes into a profitable channel, and raise them for their valuable furs.

Thad hoped that for the sake of Jim"s peace of mind he might carry out his plan before they broke camp here. And secretly he was determined that, should the guide decide to take a chance at finding Old Cale at home, he would not be averse to accompanying Jim across country to the place where Little Lina used to live, before she ran away with Jim.

Despite his positive conviction that he was really on the eve of succeeding with his fire-making, by the aid of his little bow, and the twirling stick, Giraffe had failed to accomplish what he expected that morning. Why, he hardly ate any breakfast, so engrossed had he been in his "fiddling" as b.u.mpus contemptuously called it, whenever he saw the tall scout working that clumsy little bow. But as usual, some little thing went wrong that spoiled the whole combination; and of course fire did not reward the hard labor Giraffe put in.

He looked so bitterly disappointed that even b.u.mpus did not have the heart to taunt him; though as a rule the fat boy could be depended on to do his share of such.

But then, it had been arranged that Giraffe and b.u.mpus were to go out on a hunt on the following day, all by themselves, and without even a guide along. Giraffe had boasted so often now, that he felt himself fully competent to look after himself when adrift in the woods, that Thad thought it might be a good thing to give him the chance. And there was b.u.mpus, eager to make use of his new gun; nothing would please him better than to accompany the tall scout.

Of course neither Thad, nor any one else for that matter, ever suspected that they would bag any game, unless it might be a few half-tame partridges, that would sit on a limb, and wait to be knocked over.

Indeed, Thad was of the opinion that in the end the two bold Nimrods might even get lost, and have to be searched for.

But then, they would unquestionably leave a plain trail that the guides could pick up without great trouble; and the experience would be worth much to both Giraffe and b.u.mpus. They were really getting too "sc.r.a.ppy"

in their dealings with each other; and a little spice, such as must accompany losing themselves in the woods, and being dependent on each other entirely, might draw them together, Thad thought, and make them appreciate each other more.

As they sat around the blaze that night, after they had partaken of a generous supper, Thad purposely led the conversation to the subject of fires in the woods. Allan had told of some experiences he met with some years back, and of course both guides were able to supplement this with stirring yarns that thrilled the blood of the young listeners.

"And I reckon, now, Eli?" Thad went on, after the guide had finished what he had to tell; "that you never saw the pine woods in better condition for a fire than they are right now?"

"Thet air a fact," replied the other, emphatically. "Dry as tinder, an"

ef we doan"t git sum snow mighty soon, I guess as haow ther"ll be thousands o" acres o" vallerable land burned over afore Thanksgivin"

time."

"Yeou must a seen sum lands thet hed be"n burned, on ther way up on ther train," interjected Jim, breaking his long silence; "an" yeou kin understan" jest how lonesum they "pears like, with ther tall pines astandin" thar like flagpoles, black, and withaout ary limb; er else alayin" in windrows on ther ground. Allers makes me feel bad tew see sech things."

"And the game deserts a burned tract, too," declared Allan.

"It sure dew," Jim went on, with a shake of the head. "Yew never seen a more desolate region than sech a burned territory. Everybody moves aout quick as they can; fact is, most on "em hes gut ther houses burned, an"

doan"t hev ter kerry much away with "em. I hopes as haow it"ll snow er rain right soon, so"s tew save miles an" miles o" woodland."

"And the fire wardens have their work cut out for them at this season of the year, you can easily believe," observed Allan.

"Wonder now if we"ll see a real genuine forest fire while we"re up here," remarked Giraffe, with considerable interest. "My! but she must look great to see them pines aflamin" up like big torches. Now, you needn"t give me that look, Thad, because I haven"t forgot my promise, an" I ain"t acarryin" a single match along with me day after day. But if _somebody else_ sets fire to the woods, I have as good a right to look as the next one, ain"t I?"

"Of course you have, Giraffe," replied the scoutmaster, relieved, because this overpowering pa.s.sion on the part of the tall boy had given him many anxious minutes since coming into Maine.

"Lots of these fires come after the loggers have done their work," Allan volunteered. "You see, they leave a tremendous amount of stuff behind; all the limbs and branches of the trees they have cut down, as they are only after the main stem; so when this gets nice and dry, after a year or so, and a fire starts, with a brisk wind to whip it, what follows is more than I can describe. I saw one such fire, and we only escaped with our lives by the quick wit of a logger along with the party."

"What did you do, Allan?" asked b.u.mpus, eagerly. "You know, I"m goin"

out with Giraffe to-morrow, and if we did meet up with a forest on fire, I couldn"t run like he can, with his long legs; so I"d like to know another way to give the old fire the go-by. Please explain how you cheated it. Why, Allan, it might save my life too, for all you know."

"Glad to hear that you"re interested, b.u.mpus," answered the other readily. "And I think every one of you ought to know about it. When you"re out hunting, try and keep the location of any stream you happen to pa.s.s, in your mind. Then in case of being beset by fire, make your way there, and get in, up to your neck. You"re going to be safe there, every time. If it gets hot, duck under, and cool off. I"ll sure never forget the time I had; but then I hope none of you will ever have to hunt for a stream, or that you"ll even see a forest fire when up here, no matter how much Giraffe wants to look on one."

Giraffe had dropped out of the circle, and apparently some idea had just flashed into his mind connected with his pursuit of that slippery contract, whereby he expected sooner or later to make fire come, after the fashion of the far away islanders of the Pacific.

No one paid much attention, for they were heartily sick of seeing him sawing away with his little bow, wasting so much time, most of them thought; though Thad for his part was secretly pleased to see that the tall scout stuck at his apparently hopeless job; with a persistence that must win out in the end.

Thad had been explaining just what the new system of standing sentry was to be. Each of the scouts would have his turn, even b.u.mpus being called on, though his partner was to be old Eli. There being eight of them, their fixed posts would not run much over an hour and a half each; and it was to be expected that the boys might receive more or less benefit from having to a.s.sume some of the responsibility of the camp"s security.

b.u.mpus had been yawning for some time; and presently, taking advantage of a lull in the conversation the fat boy clumsily gained his feet, and made a lunge for the nearest tent, in which he was supposed to sleep.

No one was really surprised to see b.u.mpus trip, and go floundering to the earth, for he frequently got his legs twisted, and did that; but when there was a shout of consternation, and the tall form of Giraffe bounded erect they realized that b.u.mpus had actually fallen over his chum, not noticing him, because his eyes were so heavy with sleep.

"Oh! Giraffe, excuse me, please!" he remarked, as he rolled over, and sat up. "I give you my word I didn"t know you were there. I was rubbing my eyes, because they felt so hot and tired, lookin" into the fire so long. Hope I didn"t hurt you any?"

"Hurt me," grumbled Giraffe; "I wouldn"t care for that so much, even if you"d broken a rib or two in my side; but to think that you"d upset me just when I was agoin" to make it burst out into a nice little flame!

Why, she was smokin" to beat the band when you knocked it all into a c.o.c.ked hat by bustin" my bow; an" now I"ll have to sit up another hour makin" a new one. It"s always the way. I"m havin" the toughest luck ever was, about that business; but I can hang on, like a bulldog to the seat of your trousers when you"re gettin" over the fence. I"m game, all right. I"m agoin" to get that, if it takes a leg."

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