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Updated: June 27, 2025
I have proof enough to send you to a jail, if they have such places up here. But I'm not going to do that. I am going to be fair with you and tell you exactly what I propose. I am going to tell Curtis Darwood about you. No, I shan't tell him who it is. I will tell him that someone is following and watching him you and Ainsworth. He will find you out, never fear. I will give you one chance.
Darwood in the meantime lending the lads some other garments. He had been the one to cut the ice from the lake at that spot, so he felt in some measure responsible for the mishap, even though he had put up several danger signs, to which Ritter and Coulter had paid no attention. "I don't know that we will care to skate back to the Hall," said Pepper. "Mr.
We may be on the right track, and if we are we must protect ourselves, and we'll do it, even though we have to kill a few curious hounds who are following the trail. The boy business may be merely a mask for the operations of some other persons." "Why don't you find out, then?" Darwood bent a keen gaze on his companion. "What do you mean?" "Hunt up their camp and see what is going on?"
Darwood say they were going out the Chilkoot Pass for a short distance, from which they might branch off." Tad chuckled softly. "Why do you laugh?" demanded the Professor. "Oh, I was just thinking of something funny." "Let's hear it," begged Stacy. "I rather think I'll keep it to myself," answered Tad, smiling. "Let Stacy tell you one of his funny stories."
Tad put down his gun, grinning broadly, the others dancing about excitedly. "Come out of that or I'll give you something to yell at," commanded the Pony Rider Boy. Curtis Darwood, his face stern and determined, stepped out into the open and walked straight towards the amazed group now standing near the campfire.
To his amazement instead of finding the markers they had set, he found that they had been removed, and in their places some one had cut off saplings and marked the stumps of them with deep-cut notches. "It's that rascal, Sandy Ketcham," declared Darwood in a strained voice, when Tad reported his discovery. "He's been on our trail for nearly three years, and now he's got us!
He said the bully had quite some money at times, but the amount was quickly spent. Just as Mr. Darwood drove around to the door with his sleigh Andy came back to the farmhouse. "I had some hot words with Ritter," he explained. "He was just as bullying as ever, and gave us no credit for hauling him out of the lake, and he said if Coulter was drowned it would be his own fault. Oh, he is the limit!"
There was great rejoicing among Anna's people, and Darwood was feasted and made much of. He was almost as big a man as Old Hoots himself. Nothing was too good for him in that camp." "Why didn't he poison the whole tribe while he had the chance?" questioned Rector. "Perhaps it wasn't professional," smiled the Captain in reply.
Each man held his revolver ready for quick action. "Why, how do you do?" smiled Tad. "I hadn't the least idea I should find anyone I knew." "Well, suffering blue jays, if it isn't old Spotted Face!" exclaimed Bruce. "Howdy?" "Very good. How are you?" Tad stepped forward. Bruce shook hands cordially with the boy. Tad turned to Darwood, who had not said a word.
The claim staked, Darwood proposed that they pan in the bar to see what they could find. To the delight of all, sparkling particles of rich yellow dust lay in the bottoms of the sieves, and they felt convinced that there was gold in paying quantities. Once more back in the camp, the Professor disappeared into his tent. When he emerged he looked excited. "Boys!" he shouted. "Tad!
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