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The Boy Scouts on the Yukon

Chapter 3 INTO ROUGH WATERS.

Word Count: 2463    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

e gently flowing Hudson, and the quiet inland tides of bay and Sound, had had no experience

felt, and it was while crossing one of these stretches that the "Queen" took on those erratic motions that sent Di

t, however important and serious it may seem to the victim, it is prone to arouse ridicule and humorous suggestions in those who are not subject to its attacks, and while Rand, Jack and Gerald did what they could for the

scenery, ovah da'?" suggested Rand, falling int

neath him, attempted a glare of indignation with poor results, whil

mer, is it?" said Gerald, gazing with m

k, "seasickness is bad enough, without

I remember, and maybe I'll neve

easles or mumps," gulped Pepper in

ch?" asked

ouple of hours in their bunks with some little attention from their now rather repentant critics, and the steamer having pas

cks, and walked through the quarters of the third class passengers. These were largely made up of laboring men going "in" for the summer work. A few miners who had spent all the

to let a couple of men pass. The two turned into the same passageway which concealed Jack, and the latter recognizing t

the other," said Dublin, "and we're

ed the voice of Rae, "and we're in bad on this boat, as it stan

ys from where that machinery is made, and every nut and bolt in it will be worth its weight in coin by the time they've got it in there. All we got to do is to cop off

up in this country is bigger crime than murd

bouts in the hold this stuff was stored at Seattle, and that kid, Monkey, of yours, can get at it in ten mi

assageway and walked away still discussing the proposed scheme. Jack, glad to be released from the rather odorous c

r in Creston, included an acute sense of analysis, and he at once arrived at the opinion that the conspiracy he had heard referred to the fre

and alone, prevented him from speaking to either the leader of the party or his chums. In addition, his journalistic training had instilled deeply one of the first rules of the profession, accuracy, and to tell the truth he was rather ashamed to go to Co

at a hatchway on the same deck with the steerage. The hold at this part of the ship being filled with machinery and other heavy freight, the hatch cover

k, where he took up his place behind some packing cases, and awaited developments. Nearly all the steerag

im figure emerged and by the dim light of the lamp which illuminated this part of the deck, Jack was just able to recognize Monkey, who carried in one hand a hatchet, and somethi

into the dark hold. As he did so a ray of light appeared in the hitherto dark hold. Glancing around to be sure that neither Dublin

hand was a portable electric light and with this he was

g in his eagerness to make the capture to allow Monkey to make an attac

remost into Monkey. The latter pitched forward three or four steps and Jack landed on his hands and knees, an accident that probabl

reathing of the terrified Monkey, who carefully began to grope for the lost lamp. The search was vain, and Jack was slowly backing away from the vicinity toward the ladder, intending to bar Monkey's egress when

rful Dublin. At the same moment, Monkey dropped his hatchet and dashed past them to the ladder, where he hung like his simian na

ief? Tryin' to get at the cargo? Ca

until he reached the deck above, when he jerked away from Dublin and faced the quartermast

hem boy Scouts; them amateur sold

with a hatchet and a 'lectric light. I followed him. He jumped onto me an

aster. "What were you doin' down that hold this ti

raightout falsehood. It was I who followed this

berth up to a few minutes before he had called for Dublin. Jack, recognizing his folly in not having notified Colonel Snow and th

ng to the Captain; I thi

to yer stateroom and you can explain in the morning. And you," he said, sharply, turning to Dublin and M

ow and told him the whole story. The latter was greatly interested, but said

rd both stories and grinned quietly as both Ra

want to hear anything more from you until we get to Skagway." Col. Snow's

he Colonel here thought it worth while, I don't suppose he cares to be bothered with a prosecution in courts that are three years b

er here, as you know. I understand you belong to that excellent organization, the Boy Scouts, and if I am not mistaken, there is one little line in the r

Rand even dug up an old schoolbook quotation about an engineer who had been hoist with his own petard. The boys took their disappointment out in various good natured gibes, and mock congratulations to "the Sherlo

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