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I think I saw the same fellow once in a canoe, but he was so far away that I don't think I would know him were we to meet face to face." "There are too many mysterious things on this island," averred Larry Goheen, with emphasis. "I, for one, shall be glad to get away from it. I know there are spooks here." "Spooks!" jeered George. "Who's afraid of spooks?
In the faint light the boys made out a white figure that might have been anywhere from seven to ten feet in height. The boys were too scared to judge of length. The awful thing raised its draped arms, a frightful scream sounding on the air. At that Billy lost his grip on Larry's arm. Goheen made no apologies, but made a straight, swift dash for camp.
They chased the brave Tramp Club right into camp, where the lads arrived one by one. Instead of stopping the boys bolted for the launch, in which the frightened Larry Goheen already had sought safety. "Cast off," yelled George, the last to leap into the boat. The launch was shoved from the shore and allowed to drift while the boys sat shivering, listening to the wails from the forest.
With Captain Baker were his friends Dill Dodd and Sam Crocker, and two other lads, whom Captain Baker introduced as Larry Goheen and Billy Gordon. "Where are the rest of the tramps?" asked Miss Elting laughingly, hurrying down to the beach to greet the boys. "In camp about two miles below here." "I believe we have met Mr. Gordon and Mr. Goheen before," said the guardian.
"You have seen the whole island. We went all the way around it yesterday. It is my opinion that they are going to tie the score." "I am beginning to think so myself. But we'll beat them yet," chuckled Larry Goheen. "We will have to wake up in the morning earlier than we usually do," returned George. "You ought to have seen the way they won that walking match.
The object that had been discovered by them was a stick, which had been thrust down into the soft bottom in shallow water. A lantern had been tied to the top of the stick. It was this lantern, at the end of a stick, that Larry Goheen had been watching all night, believing it to be the anchor light of the "Red Rover."
She's going!" exclaimed Larry Goheen. A moment later the whole top of the unwieldy boat fell in, while the flames attacked the hull with renewed fury. When the Meadow-Brook Girls returned to the shore of the lake, that afternoon, well laden with the fruits of their shopping, they were met by the members of the Tramp Club, who looked unduly solemn.
Larry Goheen, who, like Jane McCarthy, was gifted with true Irish wit, was the life of the party. He and Crazy Jane bandied words and said witty things to each other to the delight of the rest of the company. The boys took their leave at ten o'clock. First, they left a lantern for the houseboat, which George Baker lighted and set in place at the stern.
Walking down to the shore of the lake he gazed across the water then uttered a sudden yell and began dancing up and down. "Come out, fellows! Come out!" he howled, "Look! Look!" Larry Goheen, Billy Gordon and the others came tumbling out, rubbing their eyes and blinking sleepily. "What's the row?" cried Billy. "Mean shame to play pranks on a fellow when he's dead for sleep," growled Sam.
They built up a campfire, and, before going to bed, cooked some fish that had been caught by one of their number that day. "I don't believe the Meadow-Brook Girls are in these parts at all," declared Larry Goheen. "It's a lark coming over here for a night's camping out, anyway," answered Billy Gordon, "It is like being real Indians."
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