The Ranger Boys Outwit the Timber Thieves

always the blackest of the night. The three boys were sleeping soundly. Suddenly Ph

hey were about to leap from their beds

akes in the shack or are you just having a nightmare?

han a polecat, that little animal of the woods ab

the unwelcome little intruder, which at that moment was near the door. The force of the blow carried the animal out into the night, and then the boys hopped

out of the question, for he had lef

hear nothing, then this comes up, and blooie, there is goodbye to rest. Bet you I take a nap this morning. Wonder if that smell will evaporat

sound, came the soft noise as of someone walking towards the bunkhouse. In a moment Garry was flat on the ground, w

thers were all curious to know what had

o crawl into the bunk. Here's what I think. That wood pussy may have wandered into the shack all by his lonesome, but for my part I thin

g much better to make it unpleasant,"

aks of dawn appeared, and in a li

oards and fashion a door for this shack. Also I saw some heavy screening yesterday,-you notice that all the windows are screened,-and we will tack a double thi

ys with a knowing grin, then came the cook, who immediately started the work of getting breakfast. Fi

ts in chatting with those of the lumberjacks with whom they thought they might make friends that would perhaps stand t

d he looked sharply at the boys. While he was serving them breakfast in the sma

ps didn't sleep ver

answered Garry, l

," and still grinning the co

hap didn't go and give himself cle

eing a part of the campaign of ruthless

d he think of it himself as a sort of a pract

at Barrows was the instigator

ary lumber with which to construct a door, also some screening for the window. Barrows to

rman chatted with them. He asked why they wanted a doo

moths in the woods, and the best thing for a cure is a poultice made with a little sulphur. When you put your door on, take a few extra boards and board up your window. Then take the sulphur that I give you and put it in a pan and set it on fire with a hot coa

ppeared on the scene with his sulphur, and the work of boarding the window and makin

again approached by the man who had wanted to go on a coon hunt. Th

tract their attention, and they asked numerous questions of such of the

hey were ready to go. He was accompanied by one or two of his f

ere about to join the party, when on

e were aiming to catch the coon alive and see if we couldn't tame him

en't much on shooting animals

aid he had seen a raccoon a few days before. Sandy was eagerl

f an animal, but I doubt it. All I've seen around here is the raccoon, although there were a few rabbi

ntirely, and they followed only by means of his occasional barks. After almost half a mile of

d there sure enough he had something treed and was

nothing. In the meantime one of the men had

dry ones of course, and we'll soon have M

g a boost from his friend, Tom soon shinnied up the tree, and stopped after he

wn. "Now you fellows start your fire at the hole d

careful not to let the flames of the fire get to the tree, or they might have started a forest fire that would have been disas

t from the man up the

y the hole at the top, only to walk into the bag. In a moment more Tom had de

bited, and one of the men produced an old dog collar from the bunkhouse. The collar was snapped on the coon's neck, a

off and not tease him, and shinny out a little food for him once in a while, he'll get ta

hile when he is not with us, or he'll mak

dly as two brothers in a fe

animals of every description, but future events will show why Sandy and the coon ne

eated calls failed to bring Sandy to them, and the boys had never remembered the morning when Sand

d a familiar looking roll of birch bark at the