tramp brought the party to a second motor boat belonging to the company. This boat made the entire trip through the great lakes to the mouth of the Kennebago, where the four landed and struck into a tote road.
“I thought we were to make the trip by canoe,” remarked Stanley, beginning to feel a bit disappointed.
“Think canoes grow on bushes?” quietly asked Abner. “Ain’t gitting sick of the job so quick, be ye?”
“O no, indeed,” hastily replied Stanley.
“We’ll walk about a mile and then we’ll strike the wangan and our eighteen foot canoe,” whispered Bub. “Want to go on ahead? I’ll show you a good trick. Can I show Stanley my crow trick?” The last to Abner.
“Wal, I don’t know as we’ll have time,” Abner was beginning to refuse when Charlie grunted, “Good trick. Make fool of crow.”
“Go ahead, but don’t git lost,” warned Abner.
Bub sprang ahead, closely followed by Stanley. Making a sharp detour to the left he forced his way some distance through the rank growth till he came to the edge of a bog, or swamp. Here he stationed Stanley in some bushes, and warning him to keep perfectly
