The Boy Scout Treasure Hunters

to increase their fortunes. He had taken Glen into his home, had fed and provided for him and had given him some clothing. An automobile had brought them the twent

g what seemed to Glen to be nothing

r fortune,"

of corn?"

w and I repeat that th

are we to

ob. That's why

ct me to do. Take

I was a little chap I was told a great story about this by an old Indian. He said that years ago the Hollow was a beautiful lake fed by springs from Buffalo Mound. Some freighters carrying bullion camped here and were slaughtered

did it eve

ood bottom land. Probably he thought he was a great economist. But as a matter of fact he did a very foolish thing. This prairie country is poverty stricken so far as lakes and woods are concerned. In the town I li

ke it a lake again you could s

lows for summer residences. My plan is to find those choked springs, bring them again into their old channels, and convert the Hollow into a lake. Mr. Ryder, our farmer friend who now owns this farm, doesn't think

irst thing for me

boy. What would you advi

ch exploring while the cor

he old fashioned way. Did you ever

. I helped cut a hundred ac

in corn so the contract is smaller. The first th

t. The corn was higher than his head, and the heavy stalks, piled on his left arm as he cut with his right, wore through his shirt an

ome trouble in the amputation. All that was needed was money to go to a famous hospital and have things properly arranged and a pair of artificial legs fitted that would enable him to walk, run, race, dance or play the pipe organ.

ing the job by nightfall and was wet and grimy with perspiration and dirt. As he carried an armfu

ke a little help

said Glen. "But I

et me use it awhile. I

oil your p

't spoil. It's a

long as you'll work," said Gl

the Mound. We only came yesterday or yo

h a practised hand and Glen d

. I'll go over and see what

told Spencer. "He wanted to help cu

troop of boy scouts to help. They

other side of the mound, this boy s

ghtened himse

lly Bill and the old billy-cart over there, an

to where the sc

e given me quite a rest. We're c

ther is the scout master and I know he'll be

long with the same n

r name is Corliss, but th

t your round face

ouldn't throw it up to me. No, sir; they started to

en. "Did I tell you I'd be bringing

our articles, you know.

him to tell some stories. T

hen Glen learned to know him better he found this sunny cheer and g

ey were all attracted by the queer vehicle and its jolly occupant and cheerfully and noisily responded to the introductions given by Apple Newton. Mr. Newton

for his services. His first story, a funny one, brought forth delirious applause-a "side-splitter" they

e scout master. "It will

re was quite a colony-a number who never had gone onto the reservation. I knew some of the old men pretty well and one of them used to tell me stories. The most remarkable story he ever told was the story of Buffalo Lake. Years ago the place now known as Buffa

glad of the cooling waters of the lake. They could scarcely restrain their tired but eager animals from plunging in as they were, and dragging their loads along, and once the harness was released the beasts made a wild dash for the water and reveled in its coolness. The men themselves lost no time in stripping off their clothing and taking the first swim of their trip. They swam and larked and s

n. They had not dared to attack them on the open prairie. But now, one dark form after another slipped noiselessly from tree to tre

y, ghastly figures flitted in the darkness. It is all past and gone now and you need have no fear. You boys on the outer edge who are crowding up to the light of th

rowed it out in the lake and buried it in its waters. They were chased out of the country and it was years before they dared to venture back. Then they tried to regain the treasure bu

deep silen

it in the lake at all? Supp

s speaking was the signal for a perf

up his hand

as invited me to stay with you for a week. I will tell you all that I know about the country, and you will help me as much as pos

enter will choose the section which he thinks most favorable, draw a map of it and present it for our appro

tepped from behind a tree, and to the eyes of the boys he was tall

hunt heap stone!" he