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"I wonder what we had best do?" "Has anybody got a pistol?" Nobody had, nor was there any weapon handy outside of a jackknife and a fishing rod. "If we only had a shot-gun," sighed Sam. "But we haven't one and we must do the best we can without it," answered Tom. "Songbird, supposing you try to charm 'em with some of that soothing poetry of yours. Or take a picture of 'em."
The two walked toward the river, and after a few minutes espied Flockley and the others sitting on some rocks, in the sun, talking earnestly. "I want to hear what they are saying," said Songbird. "I have a special reason." And at Max's look of surprise he told something of what had happened. "If Koswell is that mean he ought to be exposed," said Max.
Her comrade, McKay, had been gone since dawn in quest of something to keep their souls and bodies en liaison mountain hare, a squirrel perhaps, perhaps a songbird or two, or a pocketful of coral mushrooms anything to keep them alive on that heart-breaking trail of duty at the end of which sat old man Death awaiting them, wearing a spiked helmet.
"Hurrah, Tubby has gone into the frog-raising business," shouted Tom, merrily. "I shan't put nuthin' on here," went on Peleg Snuggers, and watching his chance, he ran off at top speed, with his shoes in one hand and his socks in the other. "Now, Songbird, give us one of your best poetical effusions," came from Dick Rover, after the excitement had died down a little.
"There's a happy crowd!" cried Tom after they had passed and bowed and smiled. "No happier than we are," said Dick as he looked meaningly at Dora. "You are right, Dick," she answered very earnestly. "Boys, I've got a proposition to make," said Dick, one Friday afternoon, as he and his brothers, with Songbird and Stanley, were strolling along the river bank. "All right.
It had been arranged that all bound for the houseboat trip should meet at the American House, and thither the boys made their way on reaching the Smoky City, as Pittsburg is often called, on account of its numerous manufactories. "Here we are!" cried a voice, as soon as they entered, and Songbird Powell hurried up to them. "I thought you'd get here about this time."
"So am I," she answered, "What geese we are, aren't we?" "Well, we won't have any more misunderstandings, will we?" he went on, squeezing her hand. "Never!" she declared, and gave him an arch look. "And you say Songbird is is " "Going with Miss Sanderson? Yes; and they are as thick as two peas. But, Dora, I never was er very friendly with her.
The three had at first intended to smear the beds of the Rovers with it, but had gotten no chance. "Give them a good dose!" said Dudd Flockley. He had joined in the blanket-tossing with vigor. Sam, Songbird and Stanley were being led to the river when Max came rushing up to Tom and Dick, who happened to be in the library, looking over some works of travel.
"Don't get too close," cried Songbird. "I knew a fellow who did that once and got sucked under." On came the river boat and was soon opposite to where the houseboat lay. She carried only a few passengers, but a very large quantity of freight. "Here she comes!" cried Fred. "Now for some more fun."
After that the talk drifted around to the matter of the treasure hunt and Songbird was given some of the details, in which he became much interested. He declared that he thought the trip on the steam yacht would be even more interesting than the one on the houseboat had been. "We're after something definite this trip," he said.
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