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

"Boy Scouts in Southern Waters"


"Who left that bundle there?" asked Jack. "What's in it?"
"I didn't," declared Tom; "open it up and see what's inside."
Jack tore off the wrapper. Aghast he stared at his friends.



CHAPTER XVI
RESCUE AND CAPTURE

As Arnold rushed back into the burning cabin the gallery roof fell,
effectually blocking the doorway, thus preventing escape again.
"Harry," cried the frightened boy. "Harry, where are you?"
Through the pall of smoke and amid the hiss and crackle of flames came
the reassuring call that put new life into the lad.
"Here I am over here in the corner. Come here a minute."
"But, Harry," urged Arnold, "come on out of here. We'll be burned as
sure as fate. What makes you stay here, anyway?"
"I'm going now," declared the boy. "I forgot something that was left
here and came back to get it. That's all."
Both boys now moved toward the one window of which the cabin boasted.
The roof at the opposite end and directly over the bed where the fire
had started was now weakening and threatened to fall.
"Up with you now, Arnold," cried Harry. "Let's make time."
"You first," gasped Arnold. "You're burned and have had more smoke than
I. Go ahead or I won't stir a step."
"All right," smiled Harry. "It's a good thing the breeze is favorable.
We'll make it all right now. Wonder where Doright is."
"Never mind Doright," said Arnold, drinking in great draughts of fresh
air. "Doright can take care of himself for all of me.


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