Boy Scouts of the Air on Lost Island

n! Perhaps he had been hurt, or perhaps, even, that ruffian was mistreating him. With one accord they broke for the cabin, making for where a th

r in falling Phil overturned a chair, which in turn managed to become entangled in Jerry's legs, who came to the floor with a suddenness that

sounds seemed to have come from above, where a trap door indicated a loft or attic of some sort. The boys looked wildly about for some means of gett

o him, he might answer,

l made a stirrup of his hands and gave Jerry a leg up. Wabbling uncertainly,

ntedly as he jumped to the floo

Oh,

ce. Again

Tod F

s time, and it came from the far side of the room. For the first time the boys noticed that there was a door there, partly open. They

s doubled up into a fist that would have made any boy laugh, but there was no laughter in the other hand. It brandished

re!" she commanded

laughed, trying to balance himself on the

zie, and you don't scare m

your heads," she retorted scornfully. "Clear o

sense. We came here to get Tod Fulton-he's my c

Phil jump up from his chair and beat a quick retreat, walked u

g to do it quick. No tricks now! The first one who makes a break gets

and meekly let her drive them out into the dark. As she passed the

pen ground, along the narrow p

d of the island" remarked Phil, t

d the girl relentlessly. "I see your friends waiting for you over

, pretending great consternation, hoping that he might delay thei

a pebble. With a quick jerk she drew back her arm and then shot it out, boy-fashion The boys heard the stone hum as it sailed through the air. An i

o you if you didn't head straight for that g

l, admiringly, Jerry thought, but t

just watching for a chance to cat

he plunged in and began cutting the water

the girl, so easily that Jerry could h

ere just looking for a boy who was supposed to have got drowned up the river a piece but we believe

r little visit-though I will admit you scared me a b

? What'

he girl stammered. "It's your turn

you tell me

k my father

s your fa

didn't t

ldn't let us se

So into the briny deep with you

ard the waters edge, for the girl had picked up a handful of

d of the way, he turned on his back. The light had disappeared from shore. He had a moment's impulse to turn back, but

once more he turned on his back, only kicking occasionally to keep himself a

od. He listened intently, trying to place the sound. Finally, it daw

only be the man of the island, "Lizzie's" father-she had as much as said he was away. At any rate, Jerry d

but the barest movement of hands or feet kept him from going under. At first he could make out nothing, but as his eyes focused more s

d paddling he realized to his horror that the boat had changed direction a

azed, his mouth full of water, he flung up his arms. He had a vague sense of having caught h

e careful or you'll wreck t

st part their voices came to Jerry only as meaningless mumbles. Once more the dark outline of Lost Island lay before him, and in Jerry's heart arose a new hope that perhaps this time he would not come away empty-handed. The boat grounded on

boat," said the one who had gone ash

ountered twice before on his island visits. But who was

hen once more he heard the rustle of someone coming through the tall grass. But though the sound came neare

e walked and would have fallen more than once had it not been for the supporting arm of his companion. Jerry could have sh

the boat rose and struck a match so that the other could see to help wobbly Tod to a seat.

Mr. F