The Banner Boy Scouts Snowbound Part 15

It was, all things considered, one of the greatest evenings in their lives.

CHAPTER XVI

THE FIRST NIGHT OUT

"Well, it's started in to snow!"

Jud Elderkin made this surprising statement after he had gone to the door to take a peep at the weather.

"You must be fooling, Jud," expostulated Tom, "because when I looked out not more'n fifteen minutes ago the moon was s.h.i.+ning like everything."

"All right, that may be, but she's blanketed behind the clouds right now, and the snow's coming down like fun," a.s.serted Jud.

"Seems that we didn't get here any too soon, then," chuckled Bluff.

"Oh! a little snow wouldn't have bothered us any," laughed Jack. "We'd never think of minding a heavy fall at home, and why should we worry now?"

"That's a fact," Bobolink went on to remark, with a look of solid satisfaction on his beaming face. "Plenty of wood under the shed near by, and enough grub to feed an army. We're all right."

After several of them had gone to verify Jud's statement, and had brought back positive evidence in the shape of s...o...b..a.l.l.s, the boys again cl.u.s.tered around the jolly fire and continued to talk on various subjects that chanced to interest them.

"I wonder now," remarked Bobolink, finally, "if Hank took Mr. Briggs'

money as well as set fire to his store."

As this was the first mention that had been made concerning this subject Tolly Tip showed considerable interest.

"Is it the ould storekeeper in Stanhope ye mane?" he asked. "Because I did me tradin' with the same the short time I was in town, and sorry a bargain did I ever sacure from Misther Briggs."

"Plenty of other people are in the same boat with you there, Tolly Tip," Sandy told him with a chuckle. "But his run of good luck has met with a snag. Somebody set fire to his store, which was partly burned down the other night."

"Yes, and the worst part of it," added Bobolink, "was that Mr. Briggs accidentally, or on purpose, let his insurance policy lapse, so that he can get no damages on account of this fire."

"And the last thing we heard before coming away," Phil Towns went on to say, "was that the safe had been broken open and robbed. Poor old Levi Briggs' cup is full to overflowing I guess. Everything seems to be coming his way in a bunch."

"I suspect that this Hank ye're tillin' me about must be a wild harum-scarum broth av a boy thin?" remarked the old woodsman, puffing at his pipe contentedly.

"He is the toughest boy in town," said Phil.

"And several others train with him who aim to beat his record if they can," Spider s.e.xton hastened to add as his contribution.

"There's absolutely nothing they wouldn't try if they thought they could get some fun or gain out of it," declared Jud emphatically.

"Do till!" exclaimed their host, shaking his head dolefully as though he disliked knowing that any boys could sink to such a low level.

"Why, only the other day," said Bobolink, "Jack and I saw the gang pick on a couple of tramps who had just come out of Briggs' store. So far as we knew the hoboes hadn't offered to say a word to Hank and his crowd, but the fellows ran them out of town with a shower of stones.

Didn't they, Jack?"

"Yes. And we saw one tramp get a hard blow on the head from a rock, in the bargain," a.s.sented Jack.

"Wow! but they were a mad pair, let me tell you," concluded Bobolink.

"By the same token," observed Tolly Tip, "till me av one of the tramps had on an ould blue army coat wid rid linin' to the same?"

Bobolink uttered an exclamation of surprise.

"Just what he did, I give you my word!" he replied hastily.

"And was the other chap a long-legged hobo, wid a face that made ye think av the sharp idge av a hatchet?" the old trapper questioned.

"I reckon you must have seen the pair yourself, Tolly Tip!" observed Bobolink. "Were you in Stanhope, or did they happen to pa.s.s this way?"

At that the taker of furs touched his cheek just below his eye with the tip of his finger, and smiled humorously.

"'Tis the black eye they were afther giving me early this day, sure it was," he explained. "Not two miles away from here it happened, where the road cuts through the woods like a knife blade. I'd been out to look at a few traps set in that section whin I kim on the spalpeens.

We had words, and the shorter chap wid the army coat ran, but the other engaged me. Before he cut stick he managed to lave the imprission av his fists on me face, bad luck to the same."

"I guess after all, Jack," remarked Bobolink, "they must be a couple of hard cases, and Hank did the town a service when he chased them off."

"It would be the first time on record then that the Lawson crowd was of any benefit to the community," Jack commented; "but accidents will happen, you know. They didn't mean to do a good turn, only have what they call fun."

"So the shorter rascal didn't have any fight in him, it seems, Tolly Tip?" Bobolink observed, as though the subject interested him considerably.

"Oh! as for that," replied the trapper, "mebbe he do be afther thinkin' discretion was the better part av valor. Ye say, he had one av his hands wrapped up in a rag, and I suspect he must have been hurt."

"That's interesting, at any rate!" declared Bobolink. "When we saw him he had the use of both hands. Something must have happened after that.

I wonder what."

"You're the greatest fellow to _wonder_ I ever knew," laughed Sandy Griggs.

"Bobolink likes to grapple with mysteries," said Jud, "and from now on he'll keep bothering his head about that tramp's injured hand, wanting to know whether he cut himself with a broken bottle, or burned his fingers when cooking his coffee in an old tomato can over the campfire."

"Let Bobolink alone, boys," said Paul. "If he chooses to amuse himself in that way what's the odds? Who knows but what he may surprise us with a wonderful discovery some day."

"Thank you, Paul," the other remarked drily.

After that the subject was dropped. It did not offer much of interest to the other scouts, but Paul, glancing towards Bobolink several times, could easily see that he was pondering over something.

After all, the snow did not last long. Before they finally went to bed they found that the moon had once more appeared through a rift in the clouds, and not more than two inches of fresh snow had covered the ground.

There was considerable skirmis.h.i.+ng around done when the boys commenced to make their final preparations for spending the first night in their winter camp. No one would think of taking Tolly Tip's bunk when he generously offered it, and so straws were drawn for the remaining three, as well as the cot upon which Mr. Garrity slept when up at his Deer Head Lodge.

The fortunate ones turned out to be Paul, Bluff, Frank and Bobolink, though the last mentioned declared positively that he preferred sleeping on the floor as a novelty, and insisted that Phil Towns occupy his bunk.

They managed to make themselves comfortable after a fas.h.i.+on, though the appearance of the "dormitory" excited considerable laughter, with the boys sprawled out in every direction.