The Boy Scouts on Sturgeon Island or Marooned Among the Game-fish Poachers

than its wont just then, though none of the others betrayed the fact;

to think of leaving their anchorage until morning came along, at le

uts, and learned what it meant to think for themselves, that none of them really displayed the white feather, n

ow its sterling qualities. And with this in the hands of Thad Brewster, who was a perfectly fearless chap, according to his churns, who did not k

amp hatchet, and waved it several times in the

ached in and secured the long bread-knife, which would make a mo

to feed as it is, without taking, on any more. Boarders noth

ow. It may only have been some farmer or miner letting his wife know he was on the way home. How do

ked Davy; "but I hope we ain't thinkin'

ntry on duty all the t

that settled," the scout-master said, like a flash; whereupon

oing to be carried off while we slept. Sure I'm willing to stand my turn, which might be any two hours you set; and then I'll wake up the next

oing on duty every two hours. But I hope now nobody really believes that we're going to be attacked, by lake pirates, or smugglers, or anythi

, you'll wake us all up

cked while he's asleep; with his eyes open he's in a way to take care of himself. Oh! Yes, we'll see that every o

e; but when he did get beyond the limit, he used to assume what he considered a

to fall asleep right after he had had his supper, was apparently as wide-awake as a hawk; and joined i

anted when he said he'd feel so much better if he c

more of water lies between us and shor

nk it is in here, Th

ied the skipper, promptly, "it's a regular hole, such as the

rders might find it difficult to cross over from the rocks to the boat; or that there were likely to be fish in the pool, affor

od look at us, whereabouts d'ye think they'd be likely t

they'd be apt to climb that pile of rocks yonder. You see, it overlooks this pool, and a man might lie th

ereupon cast

is just what's going to happe

l," remarked the skipper; "clouds are breaking

red, because they knew what the fat scout meant; and there were thr

to

neighborhood of half-past ten o'clock, as Thad told them the last time he consul

nket, it being only a matter of pride that kept Bumpus at least on deck,

, no one as yet daring to touch him; though he had eaten some meat they placed within his re

umpus felt a

in excitement, "i

s started up

e fellow?" cr

I reckon!" e

, so that it was no wonder in the darkness they thought he must be having a return engagement with th

scout suddenly pause, as though there had come a sickening slackening of the line. "Imagina

ve. "Hi! somebody lend me a hand here, so I won't lose him. We need this

t no one must offer the slightest assistance in landing a fish. If you're after that fish solely for b

ut I hope Bumpus lands his prize, all right, bec

d prevail; but at last he also cried out: "I hope he gets it, too, sure I do! Good for you, Giraffe!" exclaimed Thad

rnishing a breakfast for a party of Boy Scouts off on a vacation cruise; but by sheer strength, and not a little g

they all bent over the wiggling and flapping captive, a

he rubbed his arms; and then bent lower to admire the spotted sides of the big tr

e contest to bring in such a prize; at the same time he was no doubt thinking what a tasty morsel that splendid fish would afford the lot for breakfast

otten, because just then Davy had to go and throw a bombshe

head up above that pile of rocks just

every scout reached out for the weapon he had