AT WHISPERING PINE LODGE BY LAWRENCE J. LESLIE 1919 CONTENTS CHAPTER I. THE HALT ON THE ADIRONDACK CARRY II. GRIPPED BY A GIANT'S UNSEEN HANDS III. OBED GRIMES BOBS UP IV. BANDY-LEGS SUSPECTS V. PACKING OVER THE "CARRY" VI. THE LODGE OF MANY WONDERS VII. THE YOUNG MAGICIAN VIII. PRODUCTS OF THE FUR FARM IX. LAYING PLANS TO HELP OBED X. TRAPS FOR NIGHT PROWLERS XI. A TREE THAT BORE STRANGE FRUIT XII. THE TAPS ON THE CABIN WALL XIII. OBED LEARNS SOMETHING XIV. A BIG SURPRISE XV. STEVE'S DREAM COMES TRUE XVI. THE FUR FARMER'S TRIUMPH--CONCLUSION CHAPTER I THE HALT ON THE ADIRONDACK CABBY "Where's Touch-and-Go Steve, fellows?" "Why, Max, he slipped away with his little steel-jointed fishing-rod as soon as he heard you say we'd stop here over night. And I saw him picking some fat white grubs out of those old rotten stumps we passed at the time we rested, an hour back. Huh! just like Slippery Steve to get out of the hard work we've going to have cutting enough brush for making our shanty shelter tonight; seeing that we didn't fetch our bully old tent along this trip. He's a nice one, I should say." "N-n-never you m-m-mind about Steve, Bandy-legs. He t-t-told me he _knew_ he c-c-could yank a m-m-mess of fine trout out of that c-c-creek, where it looked so s-s-shallow just back there. He's m-m-meaning to w-w-wade in, too, I reckon, and when you s-s-smell the fish c-c-cooking you'll be s-s-sorry you said what you did." "Well, let's get a move on, and start that shanty. I chose this place partly on account of there being so much brush handy, you see." "Sure you did, Max. It takes you to notice things that miss our eyes. Here, let me handle the hatchet, because you see I was such a truthful little shaver away back that my folks often regretted they hadn't named me George Washington." "All I c-c-can say then, Bandy-legs, they b-b-builded wiser than they knew when they j-j-just let it g-g-go at regrets. A f-f-fine George Washington you'd m-m-make, I'm thinking." The boy answering to the peculiar name of "Bandy-legs" laughed good-naturedly as he began to swing the sharp-edged hatchet, and cut down some of the required brush which, having camped many times before, he knew was suitable for their requirements. Besides this sturdy young chap with the lower limbs that were a little bowed, and which fact had doubtless suggested such a nickname to his schoolmates, there were two others busily engaged in gathering the material to be used in affording them a rude, but effective shelter during the coming night.