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Ralphson, G. Harvey (George Harvey), 1879-1940

"Boy Scouts in Southern Waters"

At last he was triumphant.
Quickly he loosed Arnold. He then threw the remains of the fire into the
middle of the mattress. A burst of flame followed. In an incredibly
short time the whole end of the cabin was blazing.
Doright horrified fled to the edge of the clearing where he felt safe.
Arnold dashed out of the cabin in terror. Turning to find Harry gone he
rushed back, entering just as the gallery fell.



CHAPTER XV
A SURPRISE AT THE FORTUNA

"What's it to you where we are going?" demanded Jack, as he elbowed his
way past the others and confronted the giant.
"Look here, white folks," began the negro, "Ah don't want no trouble,
but youall mustn't go rangin' aroun' thoo mah place like this here
'thout 'splainin' yourselfs. This is mah fahm."
"Yes, it is your farm," cried Frank. "You've got as many farms as a
hen's got teeth! All your farms are in your mind!"
"Nemmine about dat, boys," grinned the black. "Jes' youall tell me where
youall's gwine, else mebbe somepin' gwine happen!"
"You're right, something's going to happen, and that mighty suddenly!"
was Jack response. "This'll happen to you!"
He swung his arm up. Tom expected momentarily to hear the report of an
automatic. Instead he saw the negro's face lighted brilliantly by the
dart of flame from the imitation automatic which was fitted as a
searchlight. The powerful electric light blinded and dazzled the man on
whom it was thrown.
"Now, look here, fellow!" began Jack in a threatening tone.


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