The Moving Picture Boys at Panama; Or, Stirring Adventures Along the Great Canal

on the departure of their vessel. Though young in years, they had already crowded into their live

story. They had been out West, to the Pacific Coast, and in far-off jungle lands, to say nothing of t

ds and fellow-workers on the pier, they went t

nd, though it would accommodate four, they were assured that the

an traveler as to care to miss the sights and sounds of departure. His baggage was piled in one corner, and that of the boys in other

oe, as he sat down, for both he and Blake wer

right," was the s

ore suspic

m to have someone in his room that time, and to get rid of whoever it w

certainly can't do enough f

e referred to the saving of his life in the runaway accident, and he n

incere in all that he said. As Joe had remarked

d better be attended to by a messenger boy. He was well supplied with cash, and it was all Joe

ilds, Mr. Alcando wanted to purchase for Blake and Joe complete camping outfits, portable stoves,

insisted. "We're not going to do any huntin

d Mr. Alcando, "then think how

ths, maybe," said Joe, "on the slim chance of usin

r you boys!" the Spaniard insi

e don't get anything more," for their friend had alr

rous one, "but if ever you come to my country,

ut it," Blake assured him. "After

he shuddered as he recalled how nea

Panama. The weather was getting rather cool, for though it was only

ll the year around," said Joe to Blake, as

ience for us. Not quite so much jungle, I hope, as the

"That was a little too much at times. Y

uppose we go up on dec

uan, Porto Rico. A number of tourists were aboard, and there were one or two "perso

g picture operators the interest in them increased, and one lively young lady wanted Blake to get out his camera and take some moving pictures of the ship's company. But he e

tail the mechanical process of how moving pictures are

gh much simplified from what it was a

itch" which has become one of the marvels of the world. Occasionally there were st

ing the voyage had worn off he insisted on talking about the detailed and technical parts of m

; have you?" asked Joe of his chum when they were together

y imagination run away with me. But say, Joe, wha

't my watch!" ex

Blake. "Don't yo

stood at

itted Joe. "But I don't see any. I didn

oe, with a glance about. "But

r own watch wor

s timepiece. Even with it out of his pocket the beat of the

it?" asked Jo

erth," he went on, moving toward that side of the stateroom. The nearer he adv

s, though it isn't like him to buy that kind. Maybe he put it under his pillow and forgot to take

the pillow no wat

singly. "I surely hear that ti

urned back the coverings, and there, near the foot of the berth, between the sheets, was a small bra

sped Blake. "

t?" asked Joe

ame in his room at the hotel-when we smelled the cigar s