Boy Scouts in Northern Wilds; Or, The Signal from the Hills

. They were all athletic young fellows, not far from seventeen years of age

through nearly three hundred miles of wilderness, from Lake Missinale to Moose Bay. The reader will well unde

venturous spirits and its profits to the factors. Those who have read the preceding books of this series will doubtless remember the four Boy

s, and because of these qualities they had been chosen, by Mr. Horton, a noted criminal la

oceeded to Lake Missinale. Here they had purchased a "Mackinaw," a great flat-bottomed craft

ble skill, but now and then they had taken refuge on the big boat, "just to stretch their limbs," a

June, summer in July and August, and autumn in September. At the southern extremity of James Bay, October may

in great quantities of both dry and green wood. Their tents were of double canvas, specially prepar

g silk mesh-cloth. The faces of the boys were well anointed with g

y. During the summer it is almost impossible to live in the swamps of that country at all. By protecting their tents and faces,

ought to invent some kind of a contraption to kill these flying pests off by the bill

tes," Will suggested, "as long as the swamps and pools of the Northwe

how to get rid of mo

might be a good

n the newspapers," Tommy argued. "The on

in the air; that is, one end of it, and grease it carefully with cold cream and tie a piece of raw beefsteak at the upper end. That will attract

laughed. "How are you going to throw one end o

to make it stay up in the air. Then when the mosquitos get tired of staying up in the

eeds repacking all r

een cut off, they'll take a tumble for themselves, and you

ld!" laug

th a grin, "that story about how to kill mo

tened to pile more wood on the fire. The forest was alive with the cries of

m. "When we live in the city, we've got to eat in the house and smell dishwater.

sh right out of the brooks. When you want a fish here, all you've got to

nd get one now!

hink I can't!"

m walking about in quest of a minnow for a moment and then heard the swish of a line.

er the ice is cut away in order that the fish may be reached, and there is every sort of fishing between that which engages the l

field is so extensive, so well stocked, and so difficult of access, that even today

scales from his prize. "Only," he continued, "the Indians don't clean them at all. They simply make a

" Sandy declared, in a tone of disgu

the campfire, the sound of paddles was heard up the river. The swis

going to have compa

r a time but no furt

e be doing in this wil

one be sneakin

even know we're he

fed Tommy. "Why, they can see the ligh

"I guess that fire wouldn't help

d see what's doi

to see who's running that canoe, you're likely to get lost, or come back here aft

isted Tommy. "You come along with me, Will, if you think

nd an electric searchlight, the two boys left the camp and soon disappeared in the