Andy put out his right hand, for it was the left arm that had been injured.
"I want to tell you that I feel pretty punk now over the way I"ve treated your crowd, Jerry. This is mighty white in you, and that"s what, to act as you have with me. I"m right sorry now I ever laid out to hurt you fellers. I ain"t goin" to keep it up no longer, and that"s dead certain. If Pet Peters wants to, he can go it alone. I"m all in. You"ve made me ashamed."
Jerry understood. There was really no need of further words. Between two boys such things are instinctively grasped; and Jerry knew what a tremendous effort it must have been for this rough fellow to frankly admit that he had been led to see the error of his ways.
Perhaps the repentance was not wholly genuine, and time would swing Andy back to his old ways; but just then, sitting by that friendly fire, he seemed to feel very warmly disposed toward the lad whose coming may have saved his life.
"Oh! that"s all right; don"t mention it. Glad to know you mean to let us alone. It"s all we ask, anyway. But what brought you away up here, Andy?"
said Jerry.
Andy dropped his head and gazed into the fire. The other even thought he could see what looked like a blush mantle his cheeks, though the chums of the town bully would have shouted at the very idea of such a thing.
"I reckon it was some more rotten business, Jerry. To tell the truth I was up to see old Bud Rabig, trying to get him to join us in a raid on your camp. You see," the boy went on hurriedly, as though fearful lest his courage might fail him before he got the whole thing off his mind, "we"d tried to smoke you out and made a botch of the trick; and I even pushed Bluff over into the lake this afternoon, to get him a duckin", "cause the temptation was too great But it"s all up with me now. After this I ain"t goin" to lift a hand against any of your crowd."
"Did you get lost, too, trying to make your way back to your camp?"
asked Jerry.
"That"s just what I did. Thought I could save time by taking a short-cut through the big woods. Then the storm came down on me, and I reckon I got some rattled. I lost my head, and while I thrashed around, that pesky old tree came down on me. Thought I was a-goner, I give you my word," and Andy shuddered.
"How long did you lie there?" questioned the other.
"Hours and hours, it seemed to me. I"d shout when I could, but something seemed to tell me it wasn"t no good--that I just deserved to die right there, because I"d never been no good to my folks at home or anybody else. But you just wait and see. I got a light, I did. Thought I was sure goin" to die."
Both boys were soon sleepy, for the heat of the fire affected their eyes.
So Jerry fixed things to keep the blaze going while they napped, rolling a log over so that it offered a good chance for the fire to feed.
In this way they pa.s.sed the balance of the night, nor would either of them soon forget the experience, though from different reasons.
In the morning they managed to cook some of the fresh venison Jerry carried, and for which the other seemed very grateful. Then they figured out their position, which was not hard to do, since the sky was clear and the sun well up.
Half an hour later Andy recognized certain landmarks that told him he could make a turn and reach his camp by the lake sh.o.r.e.
"Good-by, Jerry. I"m going to skip out here. And I ain"t forgettin"
this either," he said, thrusting out a hand, while a queer grin crept over his face.
Jerry hurried on, anxious to relieve the suspense of his chums.
As he came in sight of the camp he paused and stared, as well he might, for it seemed to be occupied by a stranger, and he a man with the wild aspect of a madman.
CHAPTER XVII
AFTER THE STORM
"Whoop! All hands on deck to pump ship!"
"My camera! Oh! where did I put it?"
"Grab up the bedding and hustle in under the other tent, boys!"
This last from steady, clear-headed Frank, who seemed to know just what should be done in an emergency.
It started Bluff and Uncle Toby working strenuously to keep blankets from getting very wet. But Will could not think of lending a hand until he had first of all lugged his beloved camera under shelter.
It was indeed fortunate that both tents had not gone by the board at the same time, or the camp must have been plunged into the deepest distress.
Led by Frank, they managed to hustle their belongings under the second cover, where the driving rain could not reach them.
By the time all had been done the boys were dripping, and it took them some twenty minutes to get warm again, snuggled in their blankets.
"Oh! what a night!" wailed Will a dozen times.
"Please let up on that, or give us a change in tune. It"s bad enough to have to stand the storm without listening to a phonograph,"
grunted Bluff.
The hours crept along. Now and then they dozed, but sound slumber did not come to a single one of the group. Uncle Toby was quite content to cower as close to Frank as possible, satisfied that the other was able to protect him. He seemed to exhibit the blind confidence of a dog in an emergency calling for energy; to him Frank was a type of manliness hard to match.
"Will the morning ever come?" groaned Will, as he shifted his cramped position for the tenth time at least.
"Well, I think we"ve got a lot to be thankful for," declared Frank, stoutly; "in the first place, no great damage is done, for I saw that our tent was caught in the branches of a tree close by, and we can rescue it in the morning. Then nothing was spoiled that I know of. And the storm is really over, though morning is some two hours off," striking a match and looking at his nickel watch.
"Can"t we have a fire?" asked Will, who was shivering under his blanket.
"Just thinking so myself. It"s getting sharp, now that the wind has shifted into the northwest. Suppose we make a try," answered Frank, readily.
It was just in antic.i.p.ation of such an emergency that he had hidden some of the dry wood away where the rain could not reach it. Frank"s previous experience in woodcraft had taught him many valuable things.
Securing some of this, he quickly had a little blaze. The others fed this in a cautious manner, so as not to smother it by too much fuel. As a result the fire was in a short time burning freely, and diffusing a genial warmth around that proved very acceptable to the chilled campers.
Even Will thawed out under its influence and ceased to grumble.
"It"s all right, too, fellows; not a drop got in tinder these waterproofs," he declared, as he eagerly examined his precious possession.
So the morning found them.
The first thing they did was to rescue the runaway canvas. It was found to be intact, the pins only having given under the strain. So shortly afterwards the second tent again arose, and things began to look shipshape around the camp.
"Seems like an Irish wash-day," remarked Will, as he surveyed the various blankets and other things spread out on bushes to dry in the sunshine and air.
"Only for Jerry"s strange absence, I"d feel bully," remarked Frank.
"Don"t you think we"d better start out and look for him?" asked Will.
"Yes, after we"ve had some breakfast. I never like to attempt anything on an empty stomach. And, besides, you see, we may have to go all the way over to Jesse"s shack before we learn about him," observed Frank.
"Do you really think he"s stayed there?" questioned Bluff, anxiously; for even though he and Jerry seemed to be constantly bickering, deep down in their hearts they had a genuine affection for each other, as had been proven more than once.