The Pony Rider Boys in Louisiana

out a fuse!

current!" cr

boy, leaping out into the open, as

ad. "Don't go out the

so rapid that the boys could not have

w showed in tw

ed Butler. "Use your b

his own tent where, by this time, the flames had started up briskly. Throwing the blanket on the flames, Tad trod up and down, dancing a jig

e tactics as had Tad, assisted by Rector, while Stacy Brown wa

and go to work," ordered Tad

wered Ned from the adjoining tent. "What d

e, f

am on a cold day," laugh

to do will someone please te

should like to k

re blew up," Sta

at, but wha

u fellows threw in some c

"Don't you think we have bet

eaning of this?" ques

. I am somewhat c

ing into the tent where Lilly was pawing

o observed that the stalk had been blow

nderstand,

ne got in the fi

rd of such a thin

at condition, and the hot air is confined in the hollow sections, there is su

ane on the fir

't. Ichabod

h, sah. Ah reckons Ah know'd bettah dan t

reflectively. "Any of you

n glance at Stacy who was stand

o say for yourself, yo

," answered

us when we were sleeping so soun

e stuff would go of

nown who did it,

to make a clean breast right at the beginning. You know we are

n't do a

me cane on the fire so it would explode and gi

this?" demanded the

uess I

hy

nous mosquitoes, so I got up, went outside, an

hen?" urged t

hole busine

up the guide, who had been tugging at his mousta

that the stuff was loaded? Is this country full of stuff

e when subjected to sufficie

is isn't much of a place to go around with matches in your poc

waugh,

sound might mean, and glanced apprehensively at Billy Lilly for the answe

augh, wau

ere growling, some straining at their leashes

I am going to find out what it is for myself," declared T

u going?" ask

You may know what that noise is, but I d

ash, and a crash, then a series of wild "waugh, waugh, waug

im, didn't you?"

en the listeners heard Tad utter a groan of disgust

scout, eh? That's certainly a g

nd shoved his g

as all the time, di

been in these brakes all these years wi

ou shoot, Tad?"

answered Butler in a tone of disgust. "Pork!

had my boots on. I'll never get another opportun

tawny moustache and straightening back against a tre

observed Stacy, eyeing the guide narrowly, ready to

y sleep, suppose we turn

ed Tad. "I don't propose to leave that to Maste

a watch over him. He's worse'n