The Six River Motor Boat Boys on the St. Lawrence; Or, The Lost Channel

Case hastened to put the _Rambler_ under motion, and, with Fontenelle and Howard still on board, headed her into the current. At a signal from Fontenelle, the launch _Cartier_ d...

As may well be imagined, Case was waiting impatiently on board the _Rambler_ while the events described in the last chapter were taking place in the forest. It is one thing to f...

A special bunk, the softest and springiest that could be made, was fitted up for Captain Joe in the cabin that night. The old fellow so enjoyed visiting with the boys that it wa...

"I really would like to know," Case observed, "whether those fellows are real wreckers, or whether they have been waiting there for the _Rambler_ to come back down the river. Yo...

Case waited patiently a long time for the return of his chum. When it came near midnight he decided to awaken Clay and inform him of the situation. The latter was out of his bed...

When Alex and Case reached the deck of the _Rambler_, they found Clay and Jule leaning against the gunwale laughing hard enough to split their sides. A searchlight in the latter...

"There is one sure thing," Clay said, as the boys listened, "and that is that we have got to watch the _Rambler_ to-night. I propose that we take down the hammocks and go back t...

"You'll get them quick enough," snarled one of the men. "Three days ago we received notice that you were coming, and we've been watching for you ever since. You came along just...

When Case and Jule gained the deck of the _Rambler_, crying that Alex was back in the forest pursued by the outlaws, Captain Joe laid out a choice assortment of automatic revolv...

"He'll be saying, 'Where am I?' in a minute!" Alex cried, dancing joyfully about the prostrate figure. "That is the usual thing in stories, you know. He'll have to say, 'Where a...

It was finally arranged that Case should stand guard that night, and the others prepared for sleep. The bunks were let down in the cabin, the prow light was switched off, and di...

"A lost channel and a lost boat! Still if we didn't have adventures just like this, we'd be contented to remain on the South Branch in Chicago," said Case. "It wouldn't have bee...

"Well," replied the other, "I don't believe there is a lost channel. You may go down the St. Lawrence river, up one side and down the other--and I've been over every inch of it-...

As Clay was being rowed back to the _Rambler_, one of the sailors called his attention to three men standing on the shore of the river not far away from the intersecting stream....

"If a channel ever went through the neck of land as shown by the map, that section must have been visited by an earthquake," Clay laughed. "There isn't a sign of a channel there...

Nothing occurred to disturb the slumbers of the _Rambler's_ crew that night. The cool wind made the cabin of the boat comfortable, and the street lights of Montreal winked down...

When Clay heard the splash of water as the tin can disappeared from sight, he began wondering if what he had heard had reached the ears of the others. The lost channel was alway...

The _Rambler_, drifting broadside to the current, threatened to strike full upon a rocky promontory projecting from the island which lay in the course of the boat. In vain Case...

"But the _Cartier_ is a splendid launch, and worth a lot of money," Clay suggested, "and we might pay the expenses of the trip by getting her out for the Fontenelles. It won't d...

Much to Clay's amazement, his captor kept to the east following a ridge of rocks from which both rivers might be seen in the distance whenever the foliage did not intervene. Aft...

"Don't you ever think he won't," grinned Case. "Didn't I truss him up like a hen in the cabin and threaten to arrest him, and didn't he declare that he would shoot me if he ever...

It was dark on the St. Lawrence River at nine o'clock that August night. There would be a moon later, but the clouds drifting in from the bay might or might not hold the landsca...

After the departure from the _Rambler_ of Clay and Alex, Captain Joe began exploring the little store rooms of the craft in search of cables and grappling hooks. He soon had qui...