“Coming,” answered Frankie, as he and three of his patrol reached the shore. “What’s in that bottle?”
Frankie and his scouts2 got into the boat, and soon the Stetson twins (aged ten, the very youngest of the troop, and known as “tenderfeetlets”) came down. One of them, “Giant George,” was hardly big enough to see without a magnifying glass, if you care to believe Atwell, but he made up in fearlessness and resolution.
“There mustn’t be more than one boy in the boat with Giant George,” spoke4 up Brownell. “Mr. Wade5 says we must run no risks. Who’s willing to volunteer to paddle the canoe occupied by Giant George?”
“Got a good muscle?” asked Brownell, seriously.
“I guess I can manage it,” smiled Harry.
“All right; now, let’s see. Frankie, Corporal Tommy, Eddie Worth, and Charles Augustus Denning7 in the dory—here, Atwell, it’s up to you—get in and keep your eye on this bunch. Now, William Stetson, hop8 in the canoe there with Oakwood” (meaning Gordon), “and I’ll make up the trio.” This left four members of the Hyena9 Patrol, who got into the other canoe.
The stream flowed about a quarter of a mile from camp, and, passing under the three roads which had figured in the night’s adventures, wound through a beautiful, wooded valley into Lake Champlain. The dory, flying Frankie’s official banner ostentatiously at its stern, headed the procession, and the three canoes hovered10 about it, gliding11 easily upon the current. Now one of them would swerve12 near the majestic13 flagship to make some slurring14 comment on the Elephant Patrol, now dart15 forward like a playful child to await the squadron under low-hanging boughs16 farther down the stream. Now and again a lazy frog, startled by the passing pageant17, dived into his muddy sanctum, and here and there along the way the birds complained to one another of this invasion of their domain18. The scene was peaceful, quiet, and one might fancy the adventurous19 Champlain exploring these same woods in his own rough, Indian-paddled craft, many years before. Only, where the colors of France or the banner of the French Jesuits once grazed the overhanging branches, now the flag of the Elephant Patrol waved gayly and defiantly21 in the breeze. And never had the bold Champlain such a startling enterprise to carry through as the young leader of the Elephants.
Harry managed his canoe as an experienced driver manages his horse. He never appeared to exert himself. He never had to undo22 the effect of one stroke with that of another. “Giant George,” his sole passenger, sat in the bow and watched him with unbounded admiration23. The canoe containing the four Hyenas24 had been skirting the shore and its passengers had been reaching out and plucking leaves or twigs25 or berries. Now one of them called out:
“Here, Giant George, have a pear?”
“Ouch!” he said, as he caught and dropped it.
“What is it?” Harry asked.
“Burs!” Giant George answered.
“Sit in the middle, Giant George, and don’t bear down too hard,” came from Atwell, in the dory.
“Hey, Giant George, sit in the middle!” shouted Brownell, excitedly. “What are you trying to do, tip the canoe?” Others took up the cry, yelling at him to sit in the middle, till they had stirred up quite a panic. It was difficult to sit anywhere except in the middle, for Giant George was wedged into the bow where there wasn’t anything but middle, but he sat straight upright and was very much frightened. Then he began to shake the hand which stung him from catching27 the burs.
“Don’t do that!” came from a neighboring canoe. “My, but you’re reckless! Shake the other one too if you must shake!” Poor Giant George was very much frightened, until presently an assuring word came from Frankie.
“Don’t you mind them,” said Harry. “Suppose I lose you overboard and we’ll make one of those Laughing Hyenas go in after you.”
“No, I don’t suppose you can,” said Harry, looking the little fellow over with an amused grin. “But you don’t need to sit so straight, and you can shake your hand all you want to—they’re only joking you.”
“We’re going to get square on them,” said Giant George, encouraged by Harry’s show of friendship. “My patrol leader’s got a scheme to make them laugh on the other side of their faces; he’s awful smart—Frankie is.”
“What’s the scheme?”
“Well, I can’t tell you yet, but you’ll see. Will you stand by us?”
“Surest thing you know. I’m with the Elephants to the last ditch.”
“Hey, Oakwood,” some one called to Harry; “don’t let him jolly you. Here you go, Giant, catch this!” But Giant George was out of the business of catching things.
Presently Gordon’s canoe came alongside Harry’s, and naturally enough a race was in order. Gordon was much troubled. He did not want to be in the losing canoe, but he did not want to see Harry beaten. There was not much danger of this, however, for Brownell had plenty to learn in wielding30 the paddle. The two canoes shot forward, Brownell taking the lead and splashing water over his rival. Harry soon passed him, however, making neither sound nor spray, and a loud cheer went up, to the delight of Giant George, who was very proud of his companion.
Harry’s swift glide31 brought his canoe into a marshy32 basin filled with reeds, beyond which was Lake Champlain.
The craft were all drawn34 up on the shore, and Gordon and Harry saw that a walk of some two minutes across a little grassy35 point of land would bring them out upon the lake. A beaten path ran here, and it was evident to the two Oakwood boys that this was the customary way to reach Lake Champlain.
“Now, Frankie,” said Atwell, “here’s your happy hunting ground; get busy and dig us some bait while we’re over having a soak.” The Hyenas, one and all, undressed, throwing their clothing into the boats and putting on their trunks. Gordon and Harry followed suit, wearing trunks which had been lent them by the Ravens36.
“Come, Giant George, hurry up!” called Atwell, as George stepped gingerly from his canoe. “Who’s got the can, anyway?” The can was not to be found. “Well, that’s a nice fix to get us in, Frankie; here, let’s have that bottle—you’ll have to put the bait in that.”
“How’ll we get ’em out?” asked Brownell.
“Just whistle and they’ll come out.”
“Let’s have the bottle a minute,” said Gordon.
“Let him have it,” laughed Harry; “he’s got a way.”
And sure enough, he had. He placed the bottle between his knees, wound a piece of fishing line once around it just below the neck, pulled it rapidly back and forth37 for several seconds, then plunged38 the bottle into the water. The neck remained in the stream and Gordon handed to Brownell a perfect drinking cup, smooth and even where it had broken off.
“Good for you!” exclaimed Atwell.
“Isn’t he the greatest!” said Frankie.
“That’s nothing,” said Gordon.
“Here, Frankie,” said Brownell, “you and the youngsters get busy now. We’ll be back in half an hour and fish upstream a ways. Good-by, Giant George.” The group passed out of sight, and the Elephants gathered faithfully about their leader.
“That big Oakwood fellow’s with us,” spoke up Giant George; “he said he’d stand by us to the last ditch.” This was encouraging, for with the exception of Frankie, they were a little fearful and had a cowardly tendency to backslide. But the patronage41 of such a scout3 as Harry Arnold reassured42 them, and Frankie’s enthusiasm and resolve lent them courage.
“Quick, now,” said he, “one of them may be back any minute. Put your hand up inside my jacket, George. Feel that cardboard?” Giant George presently loosened from under his leader’s garment a large square of cardboard on which was printed:
THE ELEPHANTS’ COMPLIMENTS
TO
THE HYENAS
This was fastened to a tree in a conspicuous43 place, while other members of the patrol went through various extraordinary contortions44 to release from under the rear of their jackets other squares of cardboard, bearing a variety of significant observations:
CAMP TWO MILES
TAKE FIRST PATH TO LEFT
BEWARE OF PINE NEEDLES
AFTER YOU, MY DEAR HYENAS
TEN CENTS TO SEE THE
LAUGHING HYENAS LAUGH!
ELEPHANTS SUDDENLY CALLED
BACK TO THE JUNGLE
HAVE A LEMON, ATWELL?
DON’T FORGET SCOUT LAW,
“SMILE AND LOOK PLEASANT”
“Take one shoe from each pair,” Frankie ordered. “They can’t wear the other one, and it will make something for them to carry. Same with socks and stockings. And leave them one garter each. Now pitch the rest—everything—in the boat.”
In less than five minutes the tree trunks were decorated with signs and artistic45 representations of hyenas laughing, ironic46 directions for reaching home, and so forth. From one tree there dangled47 here and there an odd shoe, an odd sock, or a garter. A sign proclaimed this “The Shoe Tree,” and another sign invited the beholder48 to “Help Yourself.”
In one canoe they laid, in two neat piles, Harry’s and Gordon’s clothing, shoes and all, and upon them a sign which read:
FOR THE OAKWOOD SCOUTS
TO COME HOME IN
(BE SURE TO SIT IN THE MIDDLE)
Then, after Frankie had contemplated49 his work admiringly for fully40 half a minute, the Elephant Patrol pushed off the boat, and towing the two canoes behind, turned their prow50 gleefully upstream and rowed away with the official banner of the Elephants flaunted51 gayly at their stern.
Meanwhile, the afternoon “soak” had begun. The lake was narrow at this point and across the water they could see the Vermont shore rising gradually, and beyond the Green Mountains, onetime home of the adventurous Ethan Allen. The little Lake Champlain steamer, making a prodigious52 racket for its insignificant53 size, came tooting down, and a deckful of summer tourists waved their handkerchiefs to the boys. On the shore stood an old, disused railroad water tank (for the railroad hugs the shore here), and across the top of the butt54 which stood on lofty spindles the boys had fastened a springy board for diving.
Scarcely had they reached the shore when every one of them was splashing in the water. Gordon found it much warmer than at the sea beach where he was used to bathing. But he was a novice55 at swimming and, despite the pleasure he took in bathing, had been slow to pick up the art. He explained this by saying that he “tried to think of things” while in the water and could not give his undivided attention to it.
“What’s the matter, Oakwood?” Brownell asked, as Gordon came out, wiping the water from his eyes.
“My, but they smart!” answered Gordon.
“That’s because you keep them open when you go under—trying to pick up trails, I suppose.”
“No—trails,” said Brownell; “didn’t you know you can follow a fish’s trail?”
Gordon grinned.
“Sure,” said Atwell, always to the fore20 when there was any jollying afoot; “that is, some fishes’; they say it’s almost impossible to follow a shark’s trail.”
“Stow that, Atwell,” said the Hyenas’ corporal. Then, turning to Gordon, “Better shut your eyes when you go under; guess you’re used to surf bathing, hey? Well, that’s the reason. The eyes are used to salt water—it doesn’t hurt them. Don’t you know the secretions58 of the eye are salty? Tears never hurt you, did they?”
“He never sheds tears,” called Harry, who was sitting astride the diving board. “Come on up and have a dive.”
Soon they were launching themselves, one after another, from the height of twenty feet into the lake. Brownell had the stiff dive to perfection, his straight body turning so as to bring his head down into the water like an arrow. Atwell did the “drop” to the admiration of all, falling limp and lifeless, till he almost reached the water, then straightening out like magic. The clown element was furnished by Gordon, who came up each time choking and sputtering60, but with a grin always on his face. None of his calculations for reaching the water panned out, but he managed to get there each time in some fashion.
“What do you call that one?” one of the boys asked him.
“That’s the celebrated61 roly-poly tumble, I guess,” volunteered Brownell. “Here’s a good one.” He sprang sideways, maintaining the position till he almost reached the water, then swerved62 about.
“Good,” said Harry. “Ever do this one?”
He stood a moment on the end of the board, sprang high, turned a complete backward somersault, and sank into the water feet first and hands high in air.
“That was simply great!” Atwell shouted.
“Try this one,” said Harry, as he clambered off the ladder on to the plank63. Placing his feet on the very end of the board, he allowed himself to fall to a horizontal position, rolled in the air like a hoop64 slightly opened at one side, and pierced the water turning like a wheel.
“Fine! Magnificent!” said Brownell, as Harry clambered up again to take his place beside the others who were sitting along the board with their feet dangling65 into the butt.
“That fellow over there,” said one of the Hyenas, “makes more noise than a ferry-boat.” He pointed66 to a canoe out in the lake which was occupied by a young man and a small boy. The boy was waving his handkerchief ecstatically in applause of Harry’s feat67, and his companion was splashing the water with his paddle, apparently68 for the same purpose. As they watched, they saw the young man ship the paddle, rise, step toward the middle of the canoe, lift what appeared to be a red sweater and wave it. Suddenly he staggered, and the next thing the boys saw was an overturned canoe, a lot of paraphernalia69, and two figures sprawling70 desperately71 in the water.
Harry had risen and without a single word walked across the knees of the other boys and disappeared, before the canoeists were really in the lake and before the other boys had moved. He did not stop to dive or even to jump, he simply walked off the end of the board. Then Brownell, who was at the outer end of the board, dived, but by that time Harry had almost reached the small boy, who was uttering pitiable cries. The young man had managed to get from deep water and stood chest deep near the farther shore, wringing his hands and screaming like a girl.
As Harry neared the boy the floundering figure disappeared and he waited. Presently it rose logily, heavily, the head back. “That’s right,” said Harry, “keep your head back and don’t move.” The only response was a scream and a panic-stricken clutch for Harry’s wrist. He loosened the small hand easily by turning his thumb against its wrist, but the boy’s two hands went convulsively to his neck, clinging desperately. He put his arm around the little fellow’s waist and his other hand, palm upward, under the chin, the tips of his fingers reaching the boy’s nose. Then he pulled and pushed jerkily. In a moment the little hands let go their hold. Like lightning, the boy was turned, almost brutally72, as it seemed, and Harry was behind him again, his arms under the little fellow’s armpits, grasping each hand as it tried convulsively to clutch him, and making for the shore.
“Is he all right?” called Brownell, who, with one or two others, was almost across.
“Is he dead? Oh, is he dead?” gasped the young fellow who had been his companion. Harry paid no attention to the question, nor to the excited youth, but helped the boy to get rid of the water he had swallowed and tried to calm him.
“You’re all right,” said he; “and see how nice and clean your hands and face are. Where do you live?”
“He lives right up the hill in that handsome mansion,” volunteered the boy’s friend, who lisped and panted out his words excitedly with chattering73 teeth. He wore a gorgeous silk outing shirt, a neckerchief with ends tied loosely and hanging in a way of studied nonchalance74, and a silly little trinket in the way of a compass hung on a lanyard about his neck. He was the true amateur camper, put together in a sporting-goods store, and now presented a ridiculous appearance as he stood shivering and dripping. Even his jack-knife, which might easily have been carried in his pocket, was suspended on a little silver hook from his belt.
“His people are extremely well-to-do,” he explained in his rapid, lisping voice. “I am a guest there myself; I have not the slightest doubt they will reward you suitably for your bravery.”
Harry surveyed him curiously75, but did not answer. “What’s your name, sport?” he asked the boy, who was gradually getting possession of his senses.
“His name is Danforth—Penfield Danforth,” spoke up the summer sportsman; “he’s a delicate boy, father thinks the world of him, youngest child and all that sort of thing. Poor little codger, he seems to be quite upset. I—”
“Oh, let up,” Harry broke out.
“Pardon me?”
“He was upset, all right,” laughed Atwell.
“Yes, indeed, in more ways than one,” said the young man, smiling.
“Well, I guess you’d better take him home,” said Harry. “There’s your canoe down there under that tree; you can get it later. Take him up and get him something hot to drink.”
“I was very much impressed with your diving,” said the young man, “especially that last one—”
“I guess you can get him up the hill, all right?” said Harry.
“Indeed, yes, but I must ask your name. Mr. Danforth will, no doubt, wish to communicate with you.” He pulled out a little blank book with a red morocco cover, somewhat draggled from his plunge39, and a pencil pocket along its edge. On the cover was printed in gold letters, My Summer in the Woods.
Harry eyed it amusedly.
“Your name, please?”
“Buffalo Bill,” said Harry.
“I’m afraid you’re joking. May I ask yours?”
“Daniel Boone,” said Atwell.
He dropped the book on its cord. “Well, we shall be able to find you anyway; you can’t hide your light under a bushel.”
Harry helped the boy to his feet, and watched the pair make their way up toward a large house with spacious76 lawns that crowned a hill a little way back from the shore. Then the boys swam across the lake and made for the little grove77 where they had left the Elephants.
CAN’T GET AWAY TO DIG BAIT FOR
YOU TO-DAY, MY PATROL WON’T LET ME.
“And look at this one, will you?” said the amazed Atwell.
“Here’s another,” called Brownell.
They walked about reading the various signs which Frankie had lost a night’s sleep to manufacture.
“Well, what do you think of that?” said Brownell, as they stood surveying the “shoe tree.” “The little imps79! I wonder how many pairs they’ve left?”
“Haven’t left any, of course; they’re all odd shoes.”
Meanwhile, Gordon and Harry had discovered the canoe and begun quietly to put on their clothes.
The others gathered about and looked on enviously80. “You fellows must have a pull with Frankie,” said one. “Going to give us a ride home?”
“Two of you can come,” answered Harry, “two light-weights. I don’t think it would be quite safe with Brownell or Atwell.” He was not going to lessen81 Frankie’s triumph any more than necessary and he knew that these two were the chief targets of Frankie’s vengeance82. Two of the Hyenas lost no time in getting in, and while the others were wandering here and there, ruefully surveying the Elephants’ handiwork, Gordon and Harry pushed off.
“Hey, Oakwood, take these shoes and things, will you?” came from the shore. But Harry was almost in midstream and making a great splash with his paddle, and was discreetly83 unable to hear.
Two hours later, Frankie sat on a camp chair before the Elephants’ tent, playing dominoes with Giant George. His faithful corporal stood at his elbow.
“Here they come,” said Giant George, in an undertone. Frankie glanced covertly84 up at a sight which gladdened his heart. The Hyenas, in their bathing trunks, each one carrying a single shoe, were straggling to their stronghold. The perspiration85 dripped from them, for the heat was intense and their long walk home had been under a broiling86 sun. The Elephants had thoughtfully relieved them even of their hats and caps.
Mr. Wade and Al Wilson stood in the path, talking. The scoutmaster had a twinkle in his eye as the procession passed, and even the sober Al could not repress a smile.
“What are you going to do about it?” he asked.
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