The Boy Scouts in the Rockies; Or, The Secret of the Hidden Silver MineCarter, Herbert, active 1909-1917
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The Boy Scouts in the Rockies; Or, The Secret of the Hidden Silver Mine
Carter, Herbert, active 1909-1917
Boy Scouts -- Juvenile fiction; Rocky Mountains -- Juvenile fiction
"This thing of your hiding out like you're a common criminal is all
wrong," the scoutmaster had declared, somewhat angrily. "And I'm going
to put it up to that sheriff in a way that must convince him he's been
humbugged by your scheming old uncle. Then we can get him to go with
us, to see you put up your notice, and claim the mine your father
originally discovered. After that you can go with him to the place
where you have to file your sworn declaration of entry, and have
things all done according to law. The Silver Fox Patrol will meanwhile
camp in front of that wolf den, and hold it secure for you! Understand
all that, Aleck?"
"Indeed, I do; and no fellow ever before found such grand good friends
as you and the rest of the scouts have shown yourselves to be to me,"
and as he shook hands with Thad, on the latter's leaving, Aleck had
tears in his eyes.
"Oh! that's what scouts are for, you see; to be a help to each other,
and to anybody that's in trouble, when they can lend a helping hand.
Now, watch for the signal; for if I give it, you can feel satisfied
you have nothing to fear from that sheriff."
With that Thad strode away, heading in a roundabout way for the camp,
so that his coming from a certain direction might not betray the
hiding-place of the other two.
Great was the astonishment of Allan, and those of the patrol who were
in camp, when a lone figure was seen approaching that they quickly
made out to be Thad. All sorts of possible sources of new trouble
loomed up in their minds; but as the scoutmaster drew nearer, they
were considerably relieved to discover that he was smiling, as though
not worried in the least.
Of course the sheriff and Uncle Artemus had jumped up when the others
did, and observed the coming of the young scoutmaster but with
different emotions. The lawyer only wondered whether this might mean
the surrender of his nephew to the authority invested in the office of
sheriff; but the official himself was engaged in studying the
approaching lad, of whom he had heard so much, and drawing his own
opinion with regard to his character.
"Glad to see you again, Thad!" called out Bumpus.
"That's right, and so says every one of us," echoed Giraffe,
determined not to be left out of any talking-bee, if there was one.
Thad only nodded, and smiled. He walked right over to where Allan stood,
and engaged him in earnest consultation; while the others looked on, not
knowing what to make of this most unexpected turn of events.
Presently Allan turned and called out:
"Would you mind coming over here, Mr. Sheriff; we want to tell you
something that ought to interest you, about this case?"
The shrewd lawyer tried to hang on to the coat-tails of the big
sheriff, as he exclaimed, half threateningly, half pleadingly:
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