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"What room is that?" asked Bart. "Professor Long's--the place where we're bound for," answered Frank. "Hush! Not so loud," pleaded Bart. "Some one may hear you, and get on to our trick. I guess you're right. We'll wait until he gets out of the way." "It may be a long time, and Fenn may come looking for us," ventured Ne...
"Can't help it," decided Bart. "We can't go in while the man is there." There seemed no way out of it, and the three chums crouched in the shadows, waiting. It was cold, and more than once they wished they had not started to play the joke on Fenn, but they were not going to give up now. They saw the light, moving to an...
"So much the better," commented Frank. An instant later the front door opened and the man who had gone in, hurried out. He seemed in great haste for, giving a quick look around, he darted away from the school, down the front walk, and up the street. "Fellows, that was no janitor!" declared Bart. "I believe he was a bur...
"Then why did he run?" demanded Bart. This was a poser for his chums, until Frank said: "It may have been one of the teachers who went back after some papers he forgot." "Didn't look like any of the teachers," said Bart. "Besides the teachers wouldn't run, as if the police were after them, and they wouldn't act as frig...
"Well, what are we going to do about it?" asked Ned. "If we're going to play that joke, let's get busy. We won't say anything about seeing the man unless something developes, and I don't believe it will. Come on in. The front door seems to be open. We can go in that way, instead of around through the court; less chance...
There were three lads who had entered the Darewell High School so mysteriously at midnight, and, had any one seen them, who was acquainted with them, he would have at once asked: "Where is the fourth member of the quartette? Where is Stumpy Masterson?" For there were four lads in the town of Darewell who were so insepa...
In the second volume of the series, called "Ned Wilding's Disappearance," a story was told of how Ned tried to become a millionaire on his own account. He speculated in stocks, and to do this he had to go to New York. There he became mixed up in some peculiar transactions, and he thought it was necessary for him to dis...
Following the exciting events of their cruise on the Great Lakes, the boys had returned to Darewell, and had resumed their studies at the High School, where they were great favorites with the other pupils. At the time this story opens the fall term was well under way, and football was the chief sport, our heroes playin...
"Oh, nothing," Fenn had answered, as casually as possible. "It certainly _is_ something," Ned had insisted, and they had badgered Fenn until he finally admitted that he was now collecting mud turtles, and had a number of them in a pen at home. This had at once given Bart his cue for playing a joke, and it might be ment...
The plan found favor on the part of Ned and Frank. They had met at Bart's home after supper, and started off, leaving word with Alice, that if Fenn accidentally came, he was to be detained, entertained, or something done to him, to prevent him from becoming suspicious over the absence of the three lads. But Fenn, or St...
Long familiarity with the interior arrangements of the High School enabled the three lads to ascend the stairs without the aid of a light. Bart, as a precaution, however, had brought along a pocket electric flash lamp, to use when they reached the case of live reptiles. They got to the room where Professor Long gave in...
"Might have been one of Riggs' friends," commented Ned. "Anyhow he isn't here now. Come on, and let's finish. It's getting late. The cabinet of turtles, alligators and snakes is over here," and he led the way across the almost dark room, for the electric lamp only gave light in a small circle. Professor Long was more e...
"Yes, you will!" exclaimed Frank, somewhat indignantly. "You want us to run all the risks! No, sir, you put the lamp down and pitch in yourself. If we get bit, so do you." "But the lamp won't give any light unless I press the spring," explained Bart, for the electric switch was thus operated. "I'll show you how to make...
The three conspirators hurried away from the school, and made their way to the back yard of Fenn's house. The shack was fastened with a simple catch, which Bart had no difficulty in loosening. Then, working quickly and silently, the three chums made a large addition to Fenn's collection. The snakes, turtles, lizards an...
"Say, you fellows are on the job early, aren't you?" inquired Stumpy, with just a shade of suspicion in his tones. "We want to have a little football practice," answered Bart. "And we came to see if you'd show us your collection of turtles." "Hey? What's that?" asked Fenn, quickly. "That's straight, Stumpy," added Ned....
"Sure not," agreed Frank. His suspicions lulled to rest, Fenn led the way to the shack in the back yard. "I haven't fed 'em yet," he remarked. "I was just going to when you chaps came along. I haven't had my breakfast yet." "Oh, it's awful to have to pay these social calls on young ladies!" mocked Bart, pretending to y...
"Aw, cut it out," advised Fenn, with an injured air, but he blushed. "Now, no poking the turtles," he stipulated, as he opened the shack door. "Visitors are politely requested not to feed or annoy the animals," quoted Bart, from some menagerie sign. "Do they eat much?" he asked of Fenn. "Oh, not much, especially in coo...
For, to his small collection had been added nearly all the reptiles from the High School. Snakes reared up their heads and hissed at him. From the corner of one cage a large mud turtle stuck out its leathery neck. A fat toad, one of many, squatted on the box of worms Fenn kept for his "pets," and two alligators, like t...
For a moment Fenn did not speak. Then he understood the joke that had been played. "You fellows think you're awful smart; don't you?" he demanded. "Well, all I've got to say is----" "That you're stung! Eh, Stumpy, my lad?" cried Bart good naturedly, clapping his chum on the back. "Take your medicine like a man. You're ...
"It wouldn't be them, if they weren't up to something," she observed, as she went on getting breakfast. Fenn was not long proof against the infectious laughter of his chums. The frown faded from his face, and a smile replaced it. Soon, he too, was laughing heartily at the joke played on him. "All I've got to say," he r...
The boys paused to admire Fenn's "pets" as well as to take a more careful view of the reptiles they had "borrowed" from the school. Then Bart and his two chums put back into the bags the snakes, lizards, turtles, toads and alligators belonging to the professor, and hurried back with them to the school. They were lucky ...
"Maybe we can," declared Frank indefinitely. When the four chums went to school the following Monday morning they were made aware that something unusual had taken place. It was not so much in what was said, as in an indefinable air of expectancy on the part of several members of the faculty. After the usual opening mor...
"Some time between Friday night and this morning," went on the principal, "this school was entered, and some objects were taken from the science cabinets." There was no doubt about it. The blow had fallen. Bart, Ned and Frank prepared to "take their medicine." "It has been discovered," continued Mr. McCloud, "that seve...
"I can only confirm what Professor McCloud has said," he began. "While I regret exceedingly that any persons, least of all pupils of this school, whom I may say we suspect, could so far forget themselves as to run the risk of damaging my collection of reptiles, that is not the worst I have to speak about. The loss of t...
"If the bracelet is returned to me," went on Mr. Long, "all will be well. If not, I must take--" he hesitated a moment--"strenuous measures," he added. "I will await in the principal's office, any one who may wish to see me," he concluded significantly, after a pause. "You are dismissed to your classes," said Principal...
"Maybe," Bart whispered back. "But what of the diamond bracelet? We never took it!" "The man--the stranger--who was in the school just before us?" replied Ned. "Fellows, I guess we'd better make a clean breast of it to Mr. Long!" CHAPTER III A FRUITLESS SEARCH
There was much buzzing and whispering among the pupils as they marched to their classrooms--whispering which the teachers and principal thought best to ignore under the circumstances, for the morning announcement had been an unusual one. Bart, Fenn, Ned and Frank were in the same grade, and their first morning period w...
"I wish to--to speak to Professor Long." There was an audible gasp of astonishment from Bart's classmates at this. Ned and Frank started to their feet, to utter a protest. They saw Bart's motive, but they were not going to let him bear the brunt of the punishment alone. There was a curious look on the face of Fenn. "Yo...
"Silence!" called Mr. Kenton, sharply. "One at a time is enough," he added grimly. "We will proceed with the lesson. Ned Wilding, you may begin to translate." Discipline held sway once more, and the boys settled back into their seats. Bart, conscious that the eyes of every lad in the room were on him, walked out. He fo...
"Yes, I remember that happening," went on Mr. Long, gravely. "You were innocent on that occasion." "And we are innocent now!" burst out Bart. "We--that is I--took the turtles and the alligators, but we--that is I--never saw the bracelet. Are you sure it was in the cabinet, Mr. Long?" "Very sure, Bart. But you might sav...
"And Frank's handkerchief?" "I--I didn't have that," and Bart looked confused. "I think I can guess how it was," said Mr. Long at length. "You were all four after my collection, and----" "Not all four!" interrupted Bart. "Fenn wasn't there. You see we were playing a joke on him," the lad went on, in a burst of confiden...
"So I understand," remarked Mr. Long. "Therefor I have a proposal to make. It is barely possible that in gathering up the toads, alligators and turtles from my cabinet that you boys picked up the bracelet with them. You may have dropped it in the place where Fenn keeps his collection. Perhaps if you go there and look y...
"I know you didn't mean to take the bracelet," went on Mr. Long, a bit stiffly. "Of course it was a foolish, and, at the same time, a risky trick to play, and, while I believe you had no intention of keeping the bracelet, I cannot but believe that in some way you removed it from the cabinet, either in catching up one o...
"What do you mean?" asked the instructor, quickly. "I mean--the janitor," replied Bart, with a sudden change in his tone. He had started to mention the man, but concluded not to. He had several reasons for this, as will develop presently. "There is where you are mistaken," declared Professor Long. "The janitor, and two...
"I did, certainly. Why do you ask?" "Oh--nothing--only I thought--I--" Again Bart was about to speak of the midnight visitor to the school, and again he refrained. "By the way, how did you boys get in the school?" asked Professor Long, suddenly. "I--er--we--that is----"
"Never mind," hastily interrupted the instructor, "I should not have asked that. I have no wish to pry further into this matter than is necessary. Believe me, I appreciate your motive in making a clean breast of it. I do not care to know all the details. Boys will be boys, I suppose. Only get me back the diamond bracel...
"That's a regular girl's reason," objected Frank. "Well," answered Bart desperately, somewhat weary and nervous over the ordeal through which he had gone, "the chief reason was that if I told that, I'd have to tell why we didn't notify the police. That's where we made a mistake. If that fellow was a thief, and took the...
"And if we don't find it--which is very likely to be the case--what then?" asked Fenn. "Well, we didn't take it, that's certain," decided Frank. "Neither by accident nor intentionally--did we take that bracelet." "Then the man we saw, did," said Ned. "Yes, and he's far enough off by now," observed Frank. "Fellows, I'll...
"How could he be?" asked Bart. "He didn't know the bracelet was in the cabinet. Besides, no ordinary person would think of looking among a lot of reptiles for anything valuable." "Well, if we don't find it I think we'd better tell about the man," was Fenn's opinion. "It will be too late then," insisted Bart. "Too late?...
"Because if we come back without the missing turtle and bracelet, and tell about having seen a mysterious man enter the school just before we did, on Friday night, every one will say we made up the story to shield ourselves. No, the best way, if we can't find that diamond ornament, is to keep mum about the man." "And l...
"I mean to find the missing bracelet, Stumpy!" was the emphatic answer. "That's what we've got to do! It's up to us! We didn't take it, but perhaps that man did. If so we've got to find him as well as the bracelet. Come on, now, not so much talking. Let's get busy, but, remember, if we don't find the bracelet now, we m...
They looked in every likely and unlikely place for the missing turtle, but it had vanished as completely as had the bracelet. They were loath to give up the hunt, but concluded that there was nothing else to do. As they were about to return to the school much cast down and dispirited, to report no progress, Fenn exclai...
"The mud turtle? Are you crazy?" demanded Ned. "No, I'm not," answered Fenn, with a show of indignation. "Listen! The missing mud turtle was a large one, and a species that has a very long neck. Now it would be the easiest thing in the world for the turtle to get the diamond bracelet over his neck, and walk off with it...
"We'll look for the turtle all right," agreed Bart, "but as for expecting to find Mrs. Long's diamond bracelet on its neck--why you fellows are crazy to think of such a thing. You might as well expect to find hickory nuts growing on a peach tree. You're loony! Off your trolley! You've got bats in your belfry, as the po...
"It's very likely a good distance from here," said Fenn, who was well versed in the habits of the reptiles. "They go slow, but they keep it up, and this one has had two days' start. We'll have to hunt farther off than this for him." "Then that's what we'll do!" declared Frank. "We'll organize ourselves into a hunting p...
"And the man, too," added Fenn. "We want to find out who he was." "Of course," agreed Bart. "We should have given the alarm when we saw him going in the school, but it's too late now. Come on back, and take our medicine." It was not a very happy quartette of lads who made their way back to the Darewell High School. The...
"We couldn't find the bracelet or the turtle," said Bart. "I was afraid not," was Mr. Long's quiet comment. "I have notified the detectives." "You--you're not going to have us arrested--are you?" blurted out Frank. "My father----" "Have no fears on that score," answered the professor. "I have not the slightest grounds ...
"We never took the bracelet!" declared Ned stoutly. "Of that I am not so sure," was the retort. "I do not accuse you--that would not be right. You have accused yourselves, after a fashion. What I think is this: I believe the bracelet was accidentally taken out of the cabinet in the confusion, and, perhaps, dropped on t...
Two weeks passed, during which, in all of their spare time, Bart and his chums made a search for the turtle in such places as the reptiles were wont to be found. But, of course, they discovered none wearing a diamond bracelet on its neck, though they did find a few specimens which Fenn added to his collection. It was n...
There were many sore hearts among the students that night, and accusing glances were cast at Bart. His chums felt his position deeply. "I know it was a hasty thing to do," said Bart, contritely, "but I couldn't help it." From then on there seemed to be a spirit manifested against the four chums, and, naturally, they re...
His chums agreed with him, and for a time it seemed as if they would be sent to Coventry. But a calmer spirit prevailed, and when some of the school societies took up the matter it was agreed that the four had a right to do as they pleased, and that the lad who had made the offensive remark was in the wrong; and so mat...
"If we could only find the turtle we'd have it, I'm sure," declared Fenn, who had not lost faith in his odd theory. "We've looked in every likely place where turtles are around here," said Frank. "Yes; and now we ought to go farther off," came from Ned. "I say fellows, what's the matter with going on a little hunting e...
"A big one? What do you mean?" asked Bart. "Why, I mean go camping, as we did not long ago. We don't mind the cold, or ice and snow. We could make a winter camp, around the Christmas holidays, and have lots of sport." "And a Christmas tree in the woods!" cried Alice. "That would be lovely! Jennie Smith and I would come...
Alice looked a little hurt, until Ned added: "Well, I'm sure ginger tea would be all right in a snow storm, such as we had the last time we camped in the winter." "Of course," agreed Alice, gratefully. "It would be a good thing to get away from school and the town of Darewell for a while, at least," was Bart's opinion....
"Oh, Bart!" remonstrated Alice, reproachfully. "Well, it's the truth," he went on doggedly. "I'd as soon have 'em say it as look it. I'd like to get away for that reason, and, of course, it would be sport to have a winter camp again." "Then let's do it," proposed Ned. "At the same time we can look for mud turtles." "Yo...
"And me," added Frank and Ned. "Hasn't anything been learned of the missing bracelet yet?" asked Mrs. Keene, coming into the room, in time to hear some of the conversation. "No," answered her son, "and it's my opinion that it never will be found, until--" He paused in some confusion. "Until when?" asked his mother.
"Until we locate it," finished Bart. "Well, fellows, let's talk of a winter camp. Maybe we can manage it around the holidays. We don't get much of a vacation, but I guess we could afford to take an extra week." "Is your gun in shape again, since you broke it?" asked Ned. "Sure. I fixed that spring," replied Bart. "I'll...
One evening, following an examination in school, Bart remarked to his chums, as they gathered at his house: "Come on down to the shooting gallery. They've got some new guns there, and I want to try them. It's good practice if we're going camping. Besides, I'm full of Latin verbs and Greek roots, and I want to clear my ...
A little later the four were in the gallery, trying their skill with the new rifles which the proprietor had purchased. "Here's one that ought to suit you, Bart," remarked the man in charge, who was well known to the boys. "It's well balanced. Try that small target." "No, I want something moving, Clayton," replied Bart...
"Fine!" cried Ned, enviously. "I should have had 'em all," announced Bart with a shake of his head. "Here, some of you fellows try." They did, but could not do nearly as good as had Bart. Then Bart contented himself with making bullseyes at a stationary target, though Frank and Ned made another effort to equal Bart's r...
By this time a crowd had gathered in the gallery, which, being a new amusement resort in town, was quite an attraction. Bart paid no attention to the spectators grouped back of him, but, with the coolness a veteran shot might envy, he began. Report after report rang out, and at each burst of flame and puff of smoke a b...
"That's very good shooting, my lad," remarked a man who had stood near Bart's elbow. "Very good indeed. Would you like to try your skill with me; on a little wager?" "I never bet," answered Bart, coolly, as he tried to get a glimpse of the man's face. But the latter wore a slouch hat, which was pulled well down over hi...
"Double it if you like," replied Bart, who was just warming up to his work. "Ah, you're game, I see," was the laughing comment. "Well, I'm willing. Will you go first?" "I'll shoot sixteen shots, then you can do the same, then I'll take sixteen more, and you can finish," answered Bart, and this arrangement was made. By ...
Bart started off, and in rapid succession made sixteen straight targets of the moving objects. There was a cheer, and it was repeated when his rival duplicated the lad's performance. Bart was not exactly annoyed, but he felt that his reputation was at stake. He was easily accounted the best shot in Darewell, but now it...
Bart had won. The stranger paused a moment, as if to make sure that he had lost, and then, throwing down on the counter the price for his shots and Bart's, he turned to leave the place. Several stared at him, for it seemed as if he should have said something, or congratulated his rival, but he did not. He pushed his wa...
"Come on, show us some fancy shooting," urged Sandy Merton, who at one time had been an enemy of the chums, but who was now on friendly terms with them. "No--I can't--now," answered Bart, a bit shortly. "Come on, fellows," he called to Ned, Frank and Fenn. They followed him, wondering at his haste. Bart was making his ...
"That man--the man I shot against." "Well, what difference does that make? Did you want another contest? You beat him." "I know it," spoke Bart quietly. "But do you know who he was?" "No," answered Frank and Fenn together.
"He was the man we saw getting into the school the night Mrs. Long's diamond bracelet was taken!" answered Bart. "That's the man who can prove that we are innocent--that's the thief! Come on, let's see if we can catch him!" and Bart started off on a run. CHAPTER V AN INITIATION Hardly appreciating Bart's explanation, h...
"I guess it's no use," remarked the leader, pulling up as he peered down a deserted alley. "He's given us the slip." "Do you really think it was the same man?" asked Fenn. "Sure. Didn't I have a good look at his face?" "Yes, I know you did this time, but we didn't have at the school the night we were hiding in the shad...
"Of course. I had a good look at him just as he was entering the front door of the school. The moon was as bright as it is to-night, and he had his hat pushed back. Oh, it's the same fellow all right. Besides, didn't he run when he found out his face had been seen? I thought there was something suspicious about him whe...
"No," declared Bart. "We've gotten along so far without their help, and we'll work this out alone. Besides, the minute we notify the police we'll have to explain why we didn't tell about the man before, and that won't do. No, we'll keep mum. Let's look a little farther." They continued on down the main street, with sho...
"Perhaps I would--if I could find him," agreed Bart. "That's so he did go out rather suddenly," went on Sandy. "Do you know who he was?" "No, I wish I did," murmured Bart, and then he changed the subject, fearing Sandy might ask leading questions. The police had practically given up looking for the diamond bracelet, an...
"No," Stumpy said, "if one of us is guilty we all are--only, as a matter of fact, none of us is. We'll find that bracelet yet, and the missing turtle, too. If not this fall or winter, we will this spring. I know a new swamp where lots of turtles are, and we'll have a try at that some day," he told his chums. Meanwhile ...
"Get out!" exclaimed Sandy, good-naturedly. "Come on, let me propose your names. We want a bigger membership, and I can guarantee that you'll get through all right." "What about the initiation?" asked Frank. "Some we've been through have been pretty stiff." "Well, we don't claim to have the easiest rites in the school,...
The chums talked matters over among themselves that night, and came to the conclusion that it would be a good plan to join the "Shamma Shigs." "All right, then, we'll do it," concluded Bart. "I'll let Sandy know, and he can get the goat ready for us to ride." The initiation took place three days later, in the afternoon...
Bart, Fenn and the others were put through some strenuous exercises, including the riding of a "goat" which was a saw-horse, with knots and bumps of wood nailed here and there on it, to represent bones. They were dipped into the rain-water barrel by means of a rope and pulley, and they were cast from "the terrible heig...
"Let her flicker," added Ned. "'Tis well--blindfold them," ordered Sandy, giving his red-spotted robe a shake. "What, again?" asked Frank. Sandy did not answer, but thick bandages were put over the eyes of the candidates. Then from sounds that took place in the barn they knew that a horse was being hitched up.
"We're going to have a ride," observed Fenn. "Quiet, Stumpy," cautioned Bart, in a whisper. "Keep still, and let's see if we can catch on to what they're doing." A little later their hands and feet were bound, and the candidates were put into a large wagon, and the drive began. It lasted for some time, and, try as they...
"Ye have one more chance, candidates," went on the president, as he touched the foreheads of the four with something cold and clammy--a hand, from the feel of it, but it was only a rubber glove, filled with cracked ice. "One more chance ere ye dare the dangers of the bottomless pit," went on Sandy. "Wilt withdraw?" "Na...
His voice sounded faint and far away, but it was only because he was speaking into a pasteboard box he had brought along for that purpose. Then the sound of the wagon departing was heard, and the four chums were left, sitting they knew not where, with their hands and feet tied, and their eyes bandaged. CHAPTER VI AN UN...
"Somewhat," admitted the leader of the Darewell Chums. "But it isn't so bad as I expected. I wonder where we are, anyhow?" "Might be ten miles away," observed Frank. "I'll wager we're not more than half a mile from home," came from Ned. "They drove roundabout to fool us." "That's what I think," remarked Bart. "Anyhow w...
"I'm going to find out!" declared Fenn suddenly. "How, Stumpy?" asked Frank. "I've almost got one hand loose. I'll soon have it out, and then I'm going to take off this bandage. There's no use of us staying here like a lot of chickens tied up, when we can just as well get away." "That's the trouble--we can't get away,"...
"You just watch me," called Fenn, who was squirming about on a bed of leaves. "Watch you--yes, with our eyes bandaged," said Ned, sarcastically. "That's a hot one." "Patience, noble knight," mocked the stout lad, "and I'll soon release ye." "Stumpy is so fat that they didn't have rope enough to tie him," remarked Bart....
"I don't think it, I know it!" cried Fenn in triumph a few seconds afterward. "I've got both hands out, and now here comes off my bandage." A moment later Fenn uttered a cry. "What's the matter?" asked Bart, making an unsuccessful attempt to get rid of the ropes binding his arms and legs. "Why we're in Oak Swamp, or, r...
Fenn was as good as his word. A few seconds later he was free from his bonds, and, in turn, he released Bart, Frank and Ned. They all looked around in some surprise, for they had no idea that they had been brought so far from home. The wagon had traveled faster than they had suspected. "Oak Swamp," mused Bart. "It's a ...
"It'll be a good joke on the others," remarked Ned, as he gathered into a heap, the rope fetters that had bound him. "We'll sneak away, and when those fellows come back for us they'll think we've rolled into the swamp, and sunk, and they may make a search for us. Let's hide the cords and bandages." "Sure," agreed Frank...
Oak Swamp was several miles from the town of Darewell, but there was a fairly good road between the places, since the swamp was but slightly off to one side of the main thoroughfare. As the four started off, with Fenn in the lead, they chuckled to think of the blank looks of the initiating team, when the members should...
"What's the matter; see a snake?" called Bart. "A snake, this time of year? Not much, but it's a whopping big mud turtle," cried the fleshy lad. "I'm going to catch it, fellows. Maybe it's the one that got away from Professor Long's collection. That's the only way I can account for a turtle being out of doors at this s...
"Oh rats!" was Bart's reply. "But catch the turtle, if you're going to." Fenn made a grab for the slow moving reptile, and caught it. He examined it carefully in the fast-fading light. "Well, pick off the diamond bracelet; why don't you?" asked Bart, chuckling at his joke. "Dry up!" advised Fenn, still looking at the t...
"Chuck it away, and come on," suggested Ned. "Chuck it away? I will not!" retorted Fenn indignantly. "This is a rare kind of turtle, it must have been dug up out of its winter hole by some one. I'm going to keep it for my collection." "What? Haven't you given that up by this time?" asked Bart. "I supposed that you'd be...
"Here's another," announced Frank suddenly. "And there is a third one," and he pointed to two more of the reptiles crawling sluggishly along. Fenn ran over and examined them, but he took care not to lose his first specimen. "They're a common variety," he declared. "I don't want 'em for my collection, and Professor Long...
"That's all right--make fun if you want to," said Fenn, a bit sharply, "but it's no joke to be under the disgrace of the implied accusation that we stole the bracelet." "I know it," agreed Bart soberly, "but looking for mud turtles that might possibly have it on their necks isn't going to help matters any. We might muc...
"Isn't it funny so many of 'em are out to-day?" asked Ned, as the four walked on, Fenn carefully carrying his prize. "It's so near winter I should think they'd be going to sleep, like a bear, in a hollow log, if they do sleep in logs." "Oh, they curl up and go to sleep in some warm place for the winter," declared Fenn,...
"Yes, and I think I can arrange so we can go. I feel just like going off in the woods with our guns." "To hunt mud turtles with diamond bracelets," put in Frank, with a laugh. "Yes, mud turtles or anything else that comes our way," went on Bart. "Yes, I think we'll have a winter camp this season, and if we do--" He sto...
"Yes, and he seems to be looking for something," remarked Bart, guardedly. "He's poking away the leaves with a stick. Look at him." The man was, as yet, not aware of the presence of the boys. He was walking slowly along, with his head bent over, as if eagerly scanning the ground. Now and then he poked away the dead lea...
"Yes, and did you notice who he was?" asked Bart, who appeared to be laboring under some excitement. "No. Who?" gasped Ned. "The mysterious stranger who entered the school just before we did--the man who shot against me at the gallery! Fellows, it's the same man--we must catch him!" and, as he had done that night in th...
GETTING READY FOR CAMP "Come on, fellows!" exclaimed Bart, as he stumbled on ahead. "We mustn't lose sight of him again! There's some mystery about that man. I believe he stole the diamond bracelet." Slipping, and almost tripping over sticks, fallen trees, stumps and stones, the chums hurried on. But the man had a numb...
"Well, wouldn't that get on your nerves?" Bart demanded of his chums, as they stopped for breath. "That's the third time we've seen that man, and the second time he's gotten away." "The next time he sees us he'll know enough to run without waiting to take a second look at us," observed Frank, grimly. There was little u...
"By jove, I believe it's snowing! I felt a flake on my face." "You're right," added Bart, a moment later. "It _is_ snowing," and a little flurry of white flakes confirmed his words. "Yes, and I don't like to see it," remarked Jed, the teamster, as he cracked his whip, to hasten the pace of his horses. "Why not?" asked ...
"Because it's a sign we're going to have a long, hard winter," went on the man, who was rather an odd character, and a great believer in signs of various kinds. "It's a sure sign of a hard winter when it snows just before the new moon," Jed went on. "It'll be new moon to-night, and we're going to have quite a storm. Be...

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