"That's it. See, there is where he came along the shore. He meant to hide here, when he came across the boat. He saw it was well filled with things and jumped in, and I suppose he rowed off as fast as he could," added Whopper, bitterly. "Oh, wouldn't I like to catch him! I'd make mince-meat of him, I would!" Whopper stopped short, and all of the boys looked at each other blankly. For some seconds nobody spoke, but each was busy with his thoughts. "If we can't find the boat-----" began Snap. "We'll have to return home and give up the trip," finished Giant. "Oh, I don't want to do that!" "Nor I!" came from the others. "We must find our boat, that is all there is to it," said Snap. "I don't believe he went up the river, consequently he must have gone down." "Then let us get another boat and follow him." "That's the talk!" But where to get another boat was a question. Snap ran back to the farmhouse and met Pop Lundy at the door. "Thought you boys was a-goin' down the river," said the farmer, suspiciously. "We have learned what became of that nigger." "What?" "He took our boat and ran off with it." "Well, I vow! Ain't he the pesky rascal, though! Wot be yeou boys a-goin' tew do neow?" "We want to get another boat, if possible, and follow him. Do you know where a boat can be had?" "Yes; Ike Welby has a boat. His farm is the next one down from mine. I'll go along. I want to catch him ez much as yeou do." In a few minutes they were off in a body, all of the boys accompanying the farmer to the next farm. Ike Welby was not at home, but his wife said they could have the boat and welcome, and procured for them two pairs of oars from the barn. "I am glad that negro didn't come here," she declared. "I should have fainted dead away, too, and he would have gotten everything in the house. I trust you catch the rascal." "We be a-goin' to try mighty hard," answered Simon Lundy. There was a small boathouse at the end of the grounds and here was a good round-bottomed boat built for speed as well as pleasure, for in his younger days Ike Welby had been quite an oarsman and had won more than one race. They ran the rowboat into the river, and all jumped in. Then Snap shoved off, and all of the boys got at the oars. "Now, then, to make things hum!" said Shep. "We must try to spot that nigger before he thinks of going ashore." CHAPTER V ANOTHER START The four young hunters were used to rowing together, so they made rapid progress when once they had caught the stroke. Simon Lundy sat in the stern of the craft, gazing anxiously ahead. "The wuss o' it is he's got sech a tarnal good start of us," remarked the farmer. "He must be a mile away by this time." "Never mind, we'll catch him before long, if he sticks to the river," said Snap, confidently. "Wisht I had brung a gun along."