The Go Ahead Boys in the Island Camp

"It does seem to be," agreed Grant. "It's dead ahead of us now, but if it doesn't change, it'll be right behind us on the last leg of the race. I think it's always fun to be abl...

When luncheon was over, the four young campers busied themselves with preparations for the afternoon's fishing. They sat around on the bank joining the different sections of the...

A small catboat was a part of the equipment the boys had in order to help them enjoy their summer more thoroughly. It now lay at anchor in a little cove a short distance from th...

The days and weeks slipped by and still the life in the island camp did not pall on on the four Go Ahead boys. They were busy every moment with the thousand and one duties and p...

"Not at all. It's higher over here and consequently we won't be flooded by every rain that comes along and besides that, the flies won't be so apt to bother us."

They made a little progress towards the shore. They moved still more swiftly downstream, however, for the current was powerful here. For every foot that they progressed towards...

A few moments later the Balsam was making its way towards the tiny wharf in the little harbor. Two canoes lay bottom up on the shore but no sign of any living being appeared.

The day set for the meet came at last. The first event, the tilting contest, was scheduled for eleven o'clock and a half an hour before that time the red team was on hand. The w...

The days intervening until the time came for the games were busy ones for the boys in the island camp. The Balsam was thoroughly overhauled, and everything removed from her that...

A course had been measured one hundred and seventy-five yards in length. The start was from a large rock that stood out of the water some fifteen yards off shore and the finish...

"Well," said Grant, "it was only this. Fred and I were talking things over and we thought it might be good fun if we took the two canoes and went off on a little trip for a coup...

Tired as he was John realized that this was strange proceeding. He tried to pull himself up on the dock, but he was too weak and slipped back into the water.

Grant returned to the spot where he had been standing when Fred called him, and picking up his rod soon joined his companion. Together they made their way back to camp rehearsin...

The canoe belonging to the defeated boys floated close at hand, bottom side up. The pole and the paddle were a short distance away. These were soon rescued and the canoe being r...

Two more days the boys spent among the streams and the trout pools. At the end of that time their supply of food was running low and they decided to return to their island camp.

Fifteen yards from the finish Fred's paddle broke. It snapped off short in his hand and as a result, the canoe almost upset. It seemed as if their splendid effort was to go for...

All three boys bent their heads and listened intently. The only sound that came to them, however, was the soft sighing of the breeze through the treetops and the occasional call...

Monday morning came and found the four young campers eagerly awaiting the arrival of their challengers. There was great speculation as to what they would look like and whether o...

The boys turned and looked at Mr. Maxwell who was seated in the other canoe with Franklin and Herbert. His face was turned towards the two canoes which had just flashed across t...

John sat upright and peered about him in the darkness, every nerve alert. He heard nothing, however. Perhaps he had been mistaken after all. George's mishap that afternoon had b...

He and George sprang forward and feverishly tried to loosen the ropes that held the sail aloft. The wind was increasing in strength now, however, and the boat was becoming more...

"Man overboard!" shouted Grant, running forward as he called. He did not know whether to laugh or to be worried. One thing was certain though and that was that George like his t...

George's one idea was to run away, but the remarkable part of the adventure was that it seemed to be impossible to shake off that from which he was trying to escape.

On tip-toe and evidently trying to make as little noise as possible, George stole forward. Nearer and nearer he approached, the pillows still held firmly in his hands. He slacke...

"You follows nearly queered your whole game a couple of times all right," said John. "We were both suspicious of you. Why, twice you had grins on your faces so long you could al...

"Wait and see," said George calmly. "I remember that I once read somewhere about sailors scratching the mast when they wanted a breeze, so I thought I'd try it. We need to try e...

The little band once again started towards the tent. As Fred had remarked it seemed a strange thing that any man like the one George had seen should be loitering around their ca...