The Boy Scouts On Lost Trail PDF Download

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1920 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER VII A DAY IN CAMP The sun had been above the tree tops an hour when Upton awoke and routed out his three companions. Pat was gone. So was Spud's rifle, and the four Lone Wolves grinned as they noted the fact. "Bet he's out after a deer," said Spud. "With a twenty-two rifle? Guess again," retorted Hal. "He's after those moccasins," said Plympton, " though what he's going to make 'em of is beyond me, unless it's rabbit skins." "If it was he'd have kept those we had last night, but he didn't," said Upton. "Anyway, let's have breakfast ready when he gets back. Spud, the ground's too cold for you to be fooling around on it with nothing but socks on your feet. You are relieved from all duty this morning." Spud protested, but he was overruled on the ground that the expedition could afford to take no more chances of having him laid up permanently. The fire was soon going, the bacon sputtering cheerfully, and Walter was preparing to toss flap-jacks when the crack of a rifle was heard at no great distance from camp, followed a few minutes later by a second shot, and then two more. Five minutes later Pat stalked into camp from back of the lean-to and dropped a pair of moccasins in front of the astonished Spud, who gaped at them with his jaw dropped foolishly. The others looked scarcely less foolish. "'Twas good luck Oi was afther having this marning, though ut took four shots to get thim. Sure the shmell av the bacon is teasing me stomach till Oi can't shtand ut another minute! What ails the loikes av yez?" Pat had spoken in the most matterof-fact tone imaginable at first, and he ended with such a look of innocent surprise, as he appeared to notice for the first time the four vacant faces staring at him, that he was irresistible, and all...