e part of a deceiver, in return for
constant badgering on the part of his fun-loving mates.
It was while they were eating breakfast that Elmer propounded a new
scheme, and after placing it before his comrades asked them what their
opinions were.
"The question now is," was what he said, seriously, "whether we mean to
keep on poling our skiff along the waterways; or shouldering our packs
take the shore from now on; and as our rule always has been, majority
votes carry the day."
CHAPTER XII
THE VALUE OF SCOUTCRAFT
"But that old skiff suits me all right," objected Landy, who did not
particularly fancy shouldering his pack, to tramp through brush and
over marshy tracts of land, such as must be their portion.
"Why ought we make a change, Elmer?" asked Ted, also unable to grasp
the meaning of this new move.
Not so Lil Artha, who was quick to see things, especially when some
suggestion on the part of the scout-master was concerned.
"Why, what ails you fellows?" he exclaimed, scornfully, as became one
possessed of superior brains; "don't you understand my sighting that
man last night alters the whole business? Now, there's no need of
hunting a needle in a haystack, for we've got a real trail to follow
up."
"That's right, suh, and scouts ought to be able to accomplish the
task," Chatz remarked in his superior way, which, however, everybody
knew was only skin-deep, the result of his Southern birth and training,
for he was a splendid fellow at heart, and well liked.
"What about the skiffs then, if we abandon the same?" asked Toby.
"Oh! we'll mark the place, and Johnny can easily find his property when
we're paying him five dollars for their use," said Lil Artha, lightly.
"And boys, better make a start with those packs right now."
Landy sighed heavily, and seeing there was no escape he started to
carry out the suggestion of the tall scout. His lack of ambition was
so noticeable that Lil Artha could not resist the temptation to take a
shot at him.
"I was just thinking, fellows," he went on, maliciously, "that Landy's
going to play out on us, and give no end of trouble; so we might leave
him here to watch the boats while we're gone."
"What! me stay here, and starve to death?" ejaculated Landy, commencing
to put considerably more vigor into his labor; "I guess not, if I know
myself, and I think I do."
"Oh! for that matter we'd let you have some grub," continued the
generous Lil Artha; "enough
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