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Updated: June 16, 2025
If you take a boat you may have to tote it a good bit -an' it ain't much use to go up there less you've got a boat, because you can't travel much along the shore -too many thorn bushes." After that the old hunter told them all he knew about Lake Narsac. He said the lake and its surroundings were owned by the estate of a New England millionaire who had died four years before.
The sun had gone down, and as the darkness increased the boys looked at each other wonderingly. This was not at all what they had expected. "If this is Narsac Lake I don't want to stay here," remarked Shep. "Why, it can't hold a candle to Cameron or Firefly." "No wonder nobody comes here," grumbled Whopper. "It's nothing but a swamp." "This can't be Lake Narsac," answered Snap.
Narsac may have a few more rattlers, an' them's the wust kind -you know thet as well as I do. The wust thing I know about Lake Narsac is the ghost up thar." "Is there really and truly a ghost?" queried the doctor's son. "Of course, I don't believe in them," he added, hastily. "If ye don't believe in 'em why do ye ask about 'em?" demanded the old hunter, rather indignantly.
Noon found them encamped on a point of land where the stream appeared to divide into two parts, one running to the northeast and the other to the northwest. Which branch to take to get to Lake Narsac they did not know. "This is a fine how-do-you-do!" was Whopper's comment. "I wish we had questioned Jed Sanborn about it."
Having overhauled the things carefully, they prepared to lock up once more when Snap noticed a small boy named Joe Bright, hanging around. "Well, Joe, what's doing?" he questioned. "Nuthin'," answered Joe. "Say, are you fellows going on a trip to Lake Narsac?" Yes." "Ain't you afraid of the hobgoblins up there?" "Not particularly."
"Yes, I don't want to have the only shot," added Snap. "We all want a whack at them." With extreme caution one after another of the young hunters looked toward the shelf of rocks Whopper pointed out. True enough, two bears were there, looking down toward Lake Narsac. As the boys watched the game they turned slowly and walked to the end of the shelf, disappearing behind some bushes.
"I know it -but it will be mostly down grade -at least, until we reach the foot of the mountains." It was decided to rest, and all of the young hunters willingly slipped their loads and sat down. Below them was Firefly Lake, with Lake Cameron in the distance on one side and Lake Narsac in the distance on the other. Back of them lay the Windy Mountains, with a hollow of trees and bushes between.
"You know well enough why we didn't let you have the ammunition," answered Snap. "You didn't deserve it." "Humph! Just wait, and you'll find out " The man did not finish. "Now I want you two boys to go away -and stay away!" cried Andrew Felps. "If you are bound for Lake Narsac better be on your way." "We can't go until we have found our missing boat," said Whopper.
"Oh, well " and Shep could not finish. "Did you ever see the ghost?" asked Snap. "I sure did, my boy." "When?" cried Whopper. "What did it look like?" demanded Giant. "I see the ghost less nor a month ago -when I was up to Lake Narsac after fish. It was a foggy morning, an' I was fishing from a little island near the upper end o' the lake.
"A lot of us are going up to Lake Narsac in a few days, or next week." "Who?" "Never mind. We are going and that's enough," answered Jack Voss. "I ain't afraid of that ghost -or of snakes either," he added. "There they go!" shouted Joe Bright, enthusiastically. "Hurrah for the young hunters of the lake!" "Hurrah!" shouted several and waved their hands and handkerchiefs.
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