The Boy Scouts Along the Susquehanna; or, The Silver Fox Patrol Caught in a Flood

"Just hold on there, George; you're under arrest!" Bumpus called out; and if his voice happened to be a trifle shaky, the fact did not seem to interfere with the clever way in w...

"Look out, Bumpus!" shrieked Davy Jones, as though instantly realizing what a perilous position the stout scout would be in if that angry cow succeeded in bowling him over with...

"I'm no weather sharp, boys; but all the same I want to remark that it's going to rain like cats and dogs before a great while. Put a pin in that to remember it, will you?"

"There's a farmhouse over yonder, Thad; and night's coming on pretty fast now!" called out Davy Jones later on, after the expedition had covered several more miles of ground, an...

A brief silence followed these words of the patrol leader. Then the boys were seen to nod their heads knowingly. It was evident that, once they had their suspicions aroused by T...

"Just to think of it!" exclaimed Bumpus, "we were all sleeping sweetly like babes in the woods, out there in the hay, while our game passed us by. A healthy lot of scouts we see...

That was a time for rapid action, and not talk. No one knew this better than the leader of the Silver Fox Patrol. At the same time, if he wished to render assistance to the impe...

Feeling sure that the rest of the scouts, as well as Hiram, the overgrown country boy who worked on the farm, would be along shortly, Thad and Allan seized upon a couple of buck...

"It looks that way," admitted the patrol leader, for the light of the little lamp allowed them to see every part of the interior; and some of the scouts had even bent down to lo...

When they heard the dreadful news the rest of the scouts looked almost frightened. It was bad enough to know that some evil intentioned man was on the island with them; but that...

"It's just this way," muttered the scout addressed disconsolately; "we never did run across a better chance to have a great time than when we started out on this hobo chase; and...

"Then it must have been the great big blast that set her adrift," Davy added, doing his best to explain the mystery. "It was enough to whip her off the shore, with the water ris...

Whenever Thad Brewster started to do anything he went about it in a thorough manner. He was no believer in halfway measures, which accounted for much of the success that had cro...

Standing there, gripping their hats as the fierce wind continued to sweep past, the scouts exchanged serious looks. The fall of that tree had given them a feeling of thankfulnes...

He had instinctively elevated the weapon at the first sound of alarm from his ally; and had it been necessary Giraffe was in a position to have given a good account of himself,...

The stout scout in particular seemed to feel that it was a post of honor to which they had been assigned by the patrol leader. Of course this was partly due to what Thad had tol...

"Give me the solid ground every time," Bumpus burst out with; and from the broad grin on his face, no longer pallid, it was easy to see that he meant what he said.

"Well, no, I don't believe I did; but it just struck me it was a _yell_, like anybody would let out if something happened to give him a shock. I reckon that's what I'd be apt to...

The tramp tried to look at him as if in surprise. Undoubtedly he was hugging the one hope to his heart that as long as his companion remained foot-free there might be a chance f...

It was a time of terrible suspense as the boat tilted so far on one side that one or two of the boys slipped, and fell, as though they were straddling a bobsled, and on a steep...

"Well, I don't see that it's anything to laugh at," Smithy was heard to remark, with a lugubrious expression on his face; "if it comes down on us while we're on the tramp, and w...

"Wandering George! Out here on our island, too!" gasped Bumpus, just as though they had a permanent right to the strip of land in the middle of the river--"our" island he called...

"Too late for what?" demanded the tall scout, who had dropped to his knees, and was starting to follow the trail left by Wandering George, after the latter had gained his feet,...

The scouts had been eagerly awaiting this motion with the hat on the part of the patrol leader. It acted on them about in the same way the bang of a starting pistol might with a...

"We're lucky to be here and not out there on that water," Thad said, in the ear of the stout scout, as he came upon him standing in the lee of the cabin, and looking across the...

That was what Smithy was calling, in agonized tones that thrilled everyone of the other scouts. They were rushing pell-mell along the trail which Davy and Thad had made in going...

"Thank goodness the tin lamp hasn't been knocked over and the glass broken!" said Step Hen, as he reached out, and just saved the article in question from slipping off the table.