"I guess you"re, about right, Davy," admitted Thad; "and I often sit and wonder how it"d seem if a fellow lived away back in those days before the times of automobiles, motorboats, telephones, talking machines and electricity."
"Huh!" grunted b.u.mpus, "according to my mind, what dangers they faced ain"t to be mentioned in the same breath as them we have hovering over us all the while. For instance, what if Thad here just crooked his hand, wouldn"t we be apt to run smack into that other boat that"s goin"
to pa.s.s us right now.
"And say, fellows," remarked Giraffe, in a low, mysterious tone, that somehow managed to thrill the others, as no doubt he intended it should; "just take a peek at the men in that boat, will you? Somehow I don"t know just why, but they make me think of pirates, if ever they have such critters up here on Old Superior. And take it from me, boys, right now one of the bunch is looking us over through a marine gla.s.s. Like as not they"re making up their minds who and what we can be, and if it"s going to pay "em to board this same craft, to clean it out. Don"t anybody make out like we"re watching "em; but try and remember where you put our gun, Thad; because who knows but what we might need the same right bad before long?"
CHAPTER VII
ON HEAVING WATERS
"Gee! Pirates! Whew!"
That was only b.u.mpus talking to himself; as he lay there on the deck, and stared across the swelling water toward the black powerboat that was heading the other way, so as to cross their course.
There were apparently several men in the strange boat; and as Giraffe had just remarked, they seemed to be more or less interested in the Chippeway Belle and her young crew, for every one of them was looking that way, and one man really had a pair of marine gla.s.ses up to his eyes.
Thad dived into the interior of what was called the "hunting cabin," and quickly reappeared bearing the gla.s.ses they had been wise enough to fetch along, as well as a compa.s.s whereby to steer.
"That"s the ticket, Thad!" said Step Hen; "let "em see they ain"t the only pebbles on the beach. We"ve got a marine gla.s.s, too. Now, tell us what you think, are they really lake buccaneers; and will we have to put up a desperate fight to keep from being robbed, and sunk, and perhaps made slaves?"
b.u.mpus gasped for breath, at hearing such doleful things; but as, Step Hen gave a quick glance toward the fat chum, possibly what he said was only meant to cause the other"s flesh to quiver with dread.
"Oh! they don"t seem to be altering their course in the least," spoke up Allan; "and as for them watching us, who wouldn"t stare on seeing a crowd of boys afloat up here on Superior waters?"
"I was thinking that our uniforms as scouts might make them sit up and take notice," said Giraffe. "P"raps they think we"re U. S. soldiers, because the dough-boys all wear this same khaki now instead of the old army blue. And in case they"re real bold smugglers or pirates, that would give them cause for a scare. Do they look like they"re ready to run away, Thad?"
"Well, not any more than would be the case if they were honest cruisers," replied the other, as he handed the gla.s.ses to Allan, who in turn would pa.s.s them around. "Seems to me one of them wears some kind of a blue cap, as though he might be an officer of some sort."
"Oh! don"t count on that," spoke up b.u.mpus, "anybody can buy one like that. Ain"t I got one right here in my duffel bag; but I hadn"t found a chance to spring it on the rest of the bunch. They, may be a tough lot, even if one does wear an officer"s cap."
"Well, they"re going right along about their own business, and don"t seem to be changing their course a little bit," Allan said as he pa.s.sed the gla.s.ses to Giraffe.
"I"m glad to hear that," b.u.mpus admitted, breathing freely again.
"Because, as you all know, I"m very much opposed to violence at any time; though," he continued, "I"d fight if I was hard pushed, and fight real fierce, too."
"We all know that, b.u.mpus, so there"s no need of you apologizing," Thad a.s.sured him, with a smile and a nod, for he was very fond of the stout chum.
"But when you said smugglers, what did you mean, Giraffe?" questioned Step Hen.
"Oh! Don"t you know that they have heaps of trouble with such law-breakers all along the Canadian border?" demanded the tall boy. "You see, there"s a heavy duty on a lot of things that can come into Canada free, or with only a small sum to pay; and whenever men can make money taking chances, they"re just bound to try it. Why, I understand that millions of dollars are lost to the Government every year just in the goods smuggled across the border all the way from Maine to the Pacific ocean."
"Whew! and yonder craft might be one of the tricky boats engaged in that business; is that what you mean, Giraffe?" asked b.u.mpus, again staring hard after the strange black powerboat which was larger than the Chippeway Belle, and apparently much better able to meet the heavy seas that must sweep across the lake when the wind reached a certain strength.
"Oh! I don"t say that, remember," quickly replied the other; "because it"s only a guess on my part, and I haven"t anything to show for proof.
I was just giving you the benefit of a bright thought that came into my brain, that"s all. There may be something in it, and again, p"raps them fellows are just a pleasure party; or some sportsmen heading, for a favorite fishing place."
"Then if we followed "em, we"d stand a show to find where the fish lie,"
suggested b.u.mpus; showing that at least he had not forgotten about his recent wager, even in the midst of all this excitement.
"Better mind your own business, I think," remarked Allan.
"Yes," added Giraffe, "if so be they turned out to be a bad lot, they"d think we kept poking our noses in just to arrest them; and in that case chances are we"d get our fingers burned."
"But what do you think they might be, Thad?" persisted Step Hen, noticing that the pilot of the expedition had as yet not given any opinion on the matter.
"Oh! any one of the explanations you fellows have put up might cover the bill," Thad, went on to say. "The idea came into my mind that perhaps now those men might be game-fish wardens."
"W-what!" gasped b.u.mpus; "d"ye mean to tell me they have such things on a big lake like this? Why, I thought they were only needed ash.o.r.e, where ponds and rivers require looking after."
"That"s where you make a big mistake," Thad informed him. "Right up among the Great Lakes there are millions of dollars taken out in fish every year; and if the Government didn"t watch sharp plenty of unscrupulous fishermen would use all kinds of illegal devices for getting big hauls. They are limited to certain kinds of nets or seines; and so the precious sturgeon, and the delicious white fish that are in these lakes will be kept from being exterminated."
"Thank you for telling us that, Thad; it"s all news to me," said Step Hen. "But what about the trout; I"ve heard there are awful big speckled trout in Superior?"
"So there are, as high as eight pounds; and the Government hatchery at the Soo has hundreds that large in their ponds, for breeding purposes, I"ve read," Thad continued, for the topic was a favorite one with him, and he was a very accommodating boy at that; "that in Michigan, for instance, the law doesn"t allow trout to be offered for sale or shipped; so while they catch some whoppers in the acts they use for white fish, they have to put most of them back."
"And then you think that p"raps those men are wardens, looking for poachers that are breaking the law some way or other?" Giraffe asked.
"I only said that might be who they are," Thad insisted. "You notice they have a high-powered boat that could make circles all around, ours, if they wanted to let her engine out. And it"s painted black, perhaps so they can sneak up on a dark night without being seen. But as they"re two miles away from us by now, suppose we cut out talking any more about them."
From the way Thad turned his eyes upward, and looked at the gathering clouds it was evident that he felt he had better pay attention to other matters which threatened to cause them more or less annoyance before long.
The wind was certainly freshening very fast. And of necessity the waves began to take on a size that made poor b.u.mpus stare, and look serious, as he contemplated the possibility of a wreck.
"Sure you are heading right to make that cove?" Giraffe asked the skipper who had the wheel in his charge.
The engine was plodding away steadily, though some of the boys were worried at the quick whirr that followed the pa.s.sing of each big wave, when, perhaps the propeller would be partly exposed, and the resistance so much less that it spun around, much faster than usual.
"Yes, no doubt about it at all, and if everything goes along right we stand to make our harbor before dark comes along," the other answered.
"Oh! I wish we were there already," groaned b.u.mpus; and when Thad looked at the fat scout he noticed how white he was.
But then that was nothing singular, for it was certainly getting pretty rough out there on that great expanse of water, and some of the scouts were sure to display signs of seasickness sooner or later, he knew.
Perhaps poor b.u.mpus was fated to be the first victim.
"Well," remarked Giraffe, trying hard to appear indifferent, though he could not wholly hide his concern every time a wave larger than ordinary would slap against the side of the boat, and sweep along toward the stern, causing a quiver to run all through the little craft that seemed just like a chip on that inland sea; "I reckon now, it would be pretty tough if we missed connections somehow, and had to keep marking time all night long out on this old bathtub."
"Oh! Murder! I hope we don"t!" muttered b.u.mpus, shivering.
"Stop that kind of talk, Giraffe," ordered Thad, who would rather look on the bright side of things; "don"t you see you"re only bothering b.u.mpus?"
"There"s no need of feeling that we"re going to have trouble; because the engine is working as fine as silk right now, and I feel sure I can see where that same jolly little cove lies, away ahead there."
"You mean where that small point juts out, don"t you, Thad?" asked Allan, who hovered constantly near his best churn, ready to take a hand at a second"s notice, should there ever arise an occasion calling for a.s.sistance.
"Yes, that shows on the Government chart I"ve marked, and the cove lies just in the shelter of it. I think a little river makes into the lake there, and if so we might pick up some fish before starting out again."