int little old road tavern just
half a mile back of them.

"You're wondering just why I'm so curious about the country up here,
I can see, fellows," Hugh was saying about the time we meet them,
"and, as we all belong to the same school, and our dearest wish is to
see Scranton High win the prize that is offered by the committee in
the Marathon, I don't mind letting you in. I know something about
this country up here, and have traced on a surveyor's chart the
ordinary course a fellow would be apt to take in passing from the
second tally post, that old tavern back of us, along this road to
the canal, and from there across the old logging road to Hobson's
Pond, where there's going to be the last registering place before
the dash for home. Well, I've figured it out that a fellow would
save considerable ground if he left this same road half a mile below,
and cut across by way of the Juniper Swamp trail, striking in again
along about the Halpin Farm"

His remarks created no end of interest, for there were several others
among the bunch who had also entered for that long-distance race; and,
naturally, they began to figure on how they might take advantage of
Hugh's discovery. It was all for the honor and credit of good old
Scranton High; so that it really mattered little just which fellow
crossed the line first, so long as he "saved the bacon."

"It sounds pretty fine to me, Hugh," said Julius, "only I don't like
one thing."

"What's that, Julius?" demanded the Juggins boy.

"By following that Juniper Swamp trail and the old road Hugh mentions,
we'd have to pass close to that deserted stone quarry; and say, the
farmers all vow it's sure haunted."

CHAPTER II

ON THE OLD QUARRY ROAD

When Julius made this assertion, the other fellows looked at each other
in what might be said to be a queer way. In fact, they had all heard
certain absurd stories told in connection with the old quarry that had
not been worked for so many years that the road leading to it across
country had grown up in grass and weeds. Some adventurous boys who
went out there once declared it was a most gruesome place, with pools
of water covered with green scum lying around, and all sorts of holes
looking like the cave Robinson Crusoe found on his island home to be
seen where granite building rocks had been excavated from the
towering cliffs.

It was K.K. who laughed first, actually laughed scornfully, though
Julius took it all so serious