The Radio Boys Rescue the Lost Alaska Expedition

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t. Over the faces of Mr. Hampton, Farnum and

den thought striking him. "M

head decisively, befo

said. "They have had some cause, goodness knows. But the p

where we are?

ot have one with me. Anyway, my feet made no sound on the pine needles, and I was screened from the camp by the trees. Suddenly, as I neared the last fringe, I saw a do

and probably thought this was a grand chance to rifle our camp. Waited a while to see if we were

a detaining han

"We want no bloodshed. Shoot over t

's fac

ave to hurry, or they'll get away with everything and es

thout their rifles with them, being old-timers who knew what it meant to be separated from their weapons in this wild land, were on the ends of the line. The boy

stole forward, they could see a group of Indians still busy over their disordered luggage, which had been opened and t

time," th

tism and wanted some shelter to keep off night chills in case they were late in getting out of the country, but which at present frequently was not set

iratical fashion, and this suggestion was increased by his long, drooping black mustaches. Jack could see him clearly, and thought that seldo

behind a tree. Farnum's eyes were ablaze. He had raised his rifle and was pointing it at the man before the tent. T

is wounded hand in the unwounded one, did not wait for the attack. Running low and in zigzag fashion, he darted for the

ter the fleeing man, that kicked up the dirt at

rom the rifles of Art, Dick and Farnum came deeper notes of heavy weapons, while from the four revolver

group at the canoes dashed away along the graveled bank of the stream. One, however, sought to launch the canoes into the swift current before departing, but his first

e," cried Farnu

ran to h

ed rapidly, his voice betraying his exci

dded, with co

Don't run into danger, but

n, not crossing the open camp, but circling it amongst the trees. T

," he said. "Mr. Hampton"-and his voice took on

do you

under the personal lead

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e Yukon of Canada, too. From Ketchikan to Arctic City, and from Nome to Dawson, he has gambled, fought, knifed, murdered, and never been brought to book. Ah, you consider Alas

. As it was evident, however, that he had not yet finis

orary alliances with the native women. Then in the Fall, they depart. You can guess what the children of such lawless unions are like. The

unpeopled wilderness?" asked Mr. Hampton. "Unles

tter n

e first came with word of Indians in camp, I considered them merely raiders from some passing body of hunters. But when I found Lupo at their

pton sh

they had only been here a few moments when, thanks to Frank, we were able to surprise them. Well, thank

ut of the woods yet. If Lupo the Wolf i