The Boy Scouts with the Motion Picture Players

lads, clad in faded khaki suits that proclaimed them to be Boy Scouts, dropped down up

f Hugh. He was, indeed, Hugh Hardin, assistant scout master; and the others were also full

with previous volumes in this series ne

e stout, rosy-cheeked fellow with the beaming face, Billy Worth; the slender one, Arthur Cameron; and the uneasy chap "Monkey" Stallings, s

which he was wonderfully proficient; Alec gave the leader a pretty good race in nearly every line of scout activity, while Billy,--well, to be

urdened himself not only with a pack but a blanket as well, the la

an Alpine stock, should they have to climb any hills. Besides, it was

lec," Hugh was saying after they had stre

t you confided to Hugh before he agreed to get up this little wee

ld be well worth our while we just trusted him. Now, open up, Alec, and relieve our sus

rning his restless eyes upward, as though seeking some en

ds laugh

with me that it might give some of us an excuse for coming up this way. And my aunt had supplied all the necessary

ded Billy, whom it was al

ularly nice, and not use a harsher word. In fact, her nerves have gone back on her, and every little noise about sets her wild. She has taken a notion that the only salva

me for saying it!" exclaimed Billy, wiping his heated b

y wealthy, so that money needn't stand in the way of her doing anything she fancies. In some way or ot

ameron, in a surprised tone. "Isn't it a modern castle built by a man years

ur," chuckled Alec, as

e sort of story told in connection with the castle--stri

t as fast as we can hike along?" demanded Billy,

er the building was a ramshackle affair, or part-way decent. In fact, she asked for photographs of the place inside and out, and even requested that, if I could be induced to take the trip, along with some of those wonderfully bright chums of mine of whom she had been he

of of a haunted house!" gasped Billy, still wiping his streaming f

ance to say I'd run across a real ghost. I've been reading lots of creepy stories c

though his voice sounded a trifle un

e castle that had been built in the lonely woods by old Judge Randall when he married a young wife, and wanted to carry her away from the rest of the world.

wanting to bury themselves away up here, and never see a thing in the way of circus, baseball, w

d; for hold your breath now, fellows, because to be honest with you there was a terrible tragedy, and after the poor young wife w

say, "but honest Injun, if I had known all this at the start, I don't believe I would have been

and we were told that a freight-train would come along around dark

f dignity. "You never knew me to show the white feather, and back down, once I pu

pology. But since we've rested up, and there's still half a mile to

ttered farmers in that vicinity. Most of the talk was in connection with the weird mansion toward which they were

hole place, though here and there it may be broken down. Few people after dark want to pass this place except in a hurry, and although it's only a mile and a half from

ards Hugh's keen ey

," he remarked, whereupon there was a hurried movement in that direction, followed by v

pretty good view of the country around," observed Arthur, as they sought for a b

so he could keep watch, and know if any of his wife's

en a regular old Blue

etting a stronger grip on him until finally--but hello! here's the hole in the

trespass here! If you look down to where I point you'll see part of a footprint in mud