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Strong is going to be along, of course I'll have to be a little careful." "Dear Mr. Strong!" murmured Sam, with a sigh. "What a fine teacher he is, and how I hate to give him up!" "I envy your having him along," said Dick. At that moment the train rolled into a station and Larry and some of the others got off. "We leave you at the next station," said Songbird, to the Rovers.
"I don't know a thing about these roads." "We'll have to trust to luck and the signboards," returned Dick. "It will be all right if only you don't get on some road that is impassible," put in Fred. "And get stuck thirty miles from nowhere," added Songbird. "You stick to dem roads vot haf stones on de got," said Hans wisely. "Ton't you vos, drust der car to der tirt roads, no!"
"We might ask Songbird Powell," came from Dick. "I don't believe he is going anywhere in particular." "Yes, we ought to have him by all means, and Hans Mueller, too. They would be the life of the party." "I should like to have Fred Garrison along," said Sam. "He is always good company. We can " Sam broke off short as the roll of a drum was heard on the parade ground outside the tent.
"Then you'll travel with us to Philadelphia?" queried Sam. "Sure." "Good! Tom was just saying he'd like some of the others along." "When I got your invitation I danced a jig of delight," went on Songbird. "I just couldn't help it. Then I sat down and wrote " "A piece of poetry about it thirty five stanzas long," finished Tom. "No, Tom, there are only six verses.
Just abreast of Abul Malek's point of vantage Joseph paused to listen. A songbird was trilling wondrously and the monk's face, raised toward the pomegranate trees, became transfigured. He changed as if by magic; his lips parted in a tender smile, his figure grew tense with listening; not until the last note had died away did he move.
"Oh, they will, rest assured of that," came from Stanley Browne. "The head jailer will get a raking over the coals for this, mark my words." "The Stanhopes and the Lanings will be sorry to learn that Crabtree got away," said Sam. "I wonder if they aren't searching for him," mused Sam. "Oh, they'll search for all of them," put in Songbird.
"It was indeed," said a senior who had come up. "The fellows who held the pole up deserve a good deal of credit." "Dick Rover suggested it," said Songbird, "Good for you, Dick!" he added warmly. The falling of the flagstaff sobered the whole party of students, yet the freshmen were jubilant over the fact that they had won in the colors contest.
It was growing warmer, and for the next few days the girls and the boys were content to take it easy under the awnings which had been spread over a portion of the deck. Once the lads amused themselves by fishing with a net and bait, but were not very successful. In the evening they usually sang or played games, and often Songbird would favor them with some of his poetry.
"Without permission?" asked Sam. "My dear Samuel, you shock me!" cried Tom in that same girlish voice. "See here, let us in on the ground floor of the Sphinx," cried Dick impatiently. "I will, kind sirs," answered Tom, this time in a deep bass voice. "I went to the room and remained there about an hour. Songbird went out on a still hunt, Max with him.
"The steam yacht may be in the hands of the enemy," said Songbird, but he was mistaken, for quarter of an hour later up went two rockets into the air. Then the searchlight struck the water, and those on shore saw a rowboat put off and head for land. "It's Bahama Bill and one of the sailors," cried Tom, a little later. And then he raised his voice as the rowboat shot into the bay.
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