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The Outdoor Chums at Cabin Point; Or, The Golden Cup Mystery

Chapter 8 WHEN THE FLASHLIGHT TRAP WORKED

Word Count: 2087    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

etting my flashlight trap before we go to bed to-night," r

emed so "jolly," as Jerry called it, to have a small fire crackling on t

on a place from tracks you

whose one hobby had become this method of securing strange pictures of small w

you after this t

I told myself that while we were up here at Cabin Point that fault must be remedied if I tried a dozen times. And judgi

his shrewd face and his striped tail

th you now. I'll carry my little hand torch, which ought to g

s, including the stout cord which was to be used to start the

her they went forth on their errand, Will just as excited a

ly decided that they had arrived at the spot where he had discovered the marks made by the big raccoon in passing to and from the water's edge, Frank saw evidences of the identical pat

ers, Will knew just how to go about it. He fixed his camera in an immovable position, and focussed it in such a fashion that it would catch a

nly Mr. 'Coon comes tripping along here to-night he will get his sitting. If you happen to find yourself waked up by a dazzling flash,

delightful schemes engineered by Will with his whole heart. Will had always been different from Bluff and Jerry. Even on their big

en a busy one for all. Besides, the two who were to row the boat sixteen m

e others. He afterwards explained that he chanced to be lying awake at the time when a sudden blinding glare d

ed to sit up in such great haste; for the three had open

d could be heard chuckling to himself as he s

e!" was what Will exclaimed in tones

picture!" grumbled Jerry, falling back again, and apparently meaning to seek o

you, Will," advised Frank, not thinkin

k, because it's pretty dark out

ven if the other heard this vague intimation of peril he was too fi

m returning. Then the light came into

" asked Frank sleepily, upon notin

picture that time. Old Br'er 'Coon didn't run away with the

remarked Frank, and as the torch was extinguished just

op of the cabin, and paid little attention to the sounds at any time, night or day. So long as they did not drop down the chimney and destroy so

eling all the better for the experience. Will, however, wanted to discover what luck he had had with his first flashlight exposure of the s

he sail they had fashioned with so much care on the previous afternoon, were already busily engaged in making chang

and he soon had the coffee, the toast, the fried potatoes,

d the cook as he helped each one in turn to a generous portion of w

f carelessly, "we expect to have plenty

mer's hen-coop, gather up the eggs, wring the necks of two pullets, clean ou

. "For one I'm going to make up my mouth for fried e

; all the eggs are guaranteed fresh by th

finds a hen trying to sit under the barn floor, and gathers up the seventeen eggs to ship with

l you the truth I'm just wild to see what my Br'er 'Coon looks like. If he

. Bluff and Jerry took longer, because both of them realized they might be hours on the journey. The village was possibly furthe

I'll look after the dishes, and the bunks too, when the blankets ar

Bluff, "in order to make good use of our sail. I'm fond of lying back at my ease in

the tiny ripple on the bay, you'll reckon that when the wind does come up it's

ld, but the wood's a bit rotten, and there's always danger that the oakum may work loose. Then the water would come in through

be sure to do, Frank, make your mind easy. A fellow that's fated to be hanged

ill broken loose!

s on the run right now. He's holding a film he's developed, and from

excited; and it was also evident that what he was carrying s

take notice!" he was calling out. "I started to take th

the light. All of the boys were accustomed to looking at negatives, and

n the film gave them such a sense of surprise that f

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