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"What is it now?" asked Colonel Snow, who had come up unperceived. "We can't find Pepper," answered the boys. "What is it," went on the colonel, "a game of hide and seek?" "No, sir," responded Rand; "he went over to Highpoint this morning with a message; I mean he started for Highpoint, but he hasn't been there and he hasn't come back. We are afraid he is lost." "Lost!" exclaimed the colonel.
"I guess we can; a little," replied Rand, who was rowing stroke, slightly increasing his effort. "How is that?" "Betther," responded the other, and the boat shot ahead a little faster. The Uncas crew were out for a final spin over the course before the race, which had been set for the following day. Beside the Uncas and the Highpoint, the Alton, from farther up the river, had also entered.
"Well, then, good night," they called, and with three cheers for Pepper, the messenger of the Uncas, the Highpoint boys turned about and went on their way home. Tired, but happy that he had succeeded in delivering the message, Pepper hurried on home.
"Let us go on to Highpoint," proposed Jack, "and see if he has been there." As nothing better was suggested the boys set out for Highpoint, which they soon reached, and a short hunt enabled them to find Jack Dudley, the leader of the Highpoint Patrol, from whom they learned that Pepper had not been there. "What time did he start?" asked Dudley. "Eight o'clock," replied Rand.
"Isn't it time for a feast and a war dance or something?" she asked. "We have just been having a pow-wow," replied Rand, "and our throats are dry with much talking. We have just concluded a treaty with the tribe of Highpoint and are ready for the feast of amity."
"How did you get down here?" went on Tom. "Tumbled down, mainly," was the reply. "I took a drop from the top of the hill yonder." By this time several more of the boys, who were members of the Highpoint Patrol, had joined them and began to ply the object of their search with questions. "Hold on a minute," said one of them. "Say, Pepper, ain't you hungry?"
"Well," began Rand on the evening of the day on which the challenge had been received from the Highpoint Patrol, "what shall we do with this challenge?" "Accept it, av coorse," cried Gerald. "Shure, they can't bate us more thin foor miles." "But we only row three," put in Jack. "Thin it's a safe bet," went on Gerald, "Aven Don might bet on that." "What's that?" asked Donald.
For the first mile there was no change, Alton still leading, but the pace was telling, and Highpoint was creeping up Uncas still in the rear. In the next mile there was still no change in the order, and it looked like Alton's race, but as the second mile was passed Highpoint poked its nose in front, Uncas still hugging them.
"My name is Wat Watson," announced the other with a smile. "It is an alterative sort of a name, but all I have. I have here," presenting a paper to Rand, "a challenge from the Highpoint Patrol." "A challenge!" exclaimed Rand. "Not for an archery contest, I hope, or we are beaten before we begin.
"This beats the circus," thought Pepper, after he had watched the fight for a little time, "but this isn't getting the message to Highpoint. I don't believe I have time to wait for the finale. I wonder how I am going to get out of this. If I drop down there they will be making a show of me. Looks as though I might get over into that next tree. I'll try it, anyhow."
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