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Author(s): Harvey M. Deitel, Paul J. Deitel, T. R. Nieto
ISBN(s): 9780130308979, 0130308978
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Year: 2001
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Contents
Preface xlv
1 Introduction to Computers and the Internet 1
1.1 Introduction 2
1.2 What Is a Computer? 4
1.3 Types of Programming Languages 5
1.4 Other High-Level Languages 7
1.5 Structured Programming 7
1.6 History of the Internet 8
1.7 Personal Computing 9
1.8 History of the World Wide Web 10
1.9 World Wide Web Consortium (W3C) 10
1.10 Hardware Trends 11
1.11 Key Software Trend: Object Technology 12
1.12 JavaScript: Object-Based Scripting for the Web 13
1.13 Browser Portability 14
1.14 C and C++ 15
1.15 Java 16
1.16 Internet and World Wide Web How to Program 16
1.17 Dynamic HTML 18
1.18 Tour of the Book 18
1.19 Internet and World Wide Web Resources 30
2 Microsoft® Internet Explorer 5.5 35
2.1 Introduction to the Internet Explorer 5.5 Web Browser 36
2.2 Connecting to the Internet 36
2.3 Internet Explorer 5.5 Features 37
2.4 Searching the Internet 41
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2.5 Online Help and Tutorials 42
2.6 Keeping Track of Favorite Sites 43
2.7 File Transfer Protocol (FTP) 44
2.8 Outlook Express and Electronic Mail 46
2.9 NetMeeting 49
2.10 MSN Messenger Service 55
2.11 Customizing Browser Settings 56
3 Photoshop®
Elements 63
3.1 Introduction 64
3.2 Image Basics 64
3.3 Vector and Raster Graphics 74
3.4 Toolbox 75
3.4.1 Selection Tools 76
3.4.2 Painting Tools 80
3.4.3 Shape Tools 86
3.5 Layers 91
3.6 Screen Capturing 93
3.7 File Formats: GIF and JPEG 94
4 Introduction to XHTML: Part 1 101
4.1 Introduction 102
4.2 Editing XHTML 103
4.3 First XHTML Example 103
4.4 W3C XHTML Validation Service 106
4.5 Headers 108
4.6 Linking 109
4.7 Images 112
4.8 Special Characters and More Line Breaks 116
4.9 Unordered Lists 118
4.10 Nested and Ordered Lists 119
5 Introduction to XHTML: Part 2 127
5.2 Basic XHTML Tables 128
5.3 Intermediate XHTML Tables and Formatting 131
5.4 Basic XHTML Forms 133
5.5 More Complex XHTML Forms 136
5.6 Internal Linking 143
5.7 Creating and Using Image Maps 146
5.8 meta Elements 148
5.9 frameset Element 150
5.10 Nested framesets 153
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6 Cascading Style Sheets™ (CSS) 161
6.2 Inline Styles 162
6.3 Embedded Style Sheets 163
6.4 Conflicting Styles 166
6.5 Linking External Style Sheets 169
6.6 W3C CSS Validation Service 172
6.7 Positioning Elements 173
6.8 Backgrounds 176
6.9 Element Dimensions 178
6.10 Text Flow and the Box Model 180
6.11 User Style Sheets 185
7 JavaScript: Introduction to Scripting 194
7.2 Simple Program: Printing a Line of Text in a Web Page 195
7.3 Another JavaScript Program: Adding Integers 203
7.4 Memory Concepts 208
7.5 Arithmetic 209
7.6 Decision Making: Equality and Relational Operators 212
7.7 JavaScript Internet and World Wide Web Resources 219
8 JavaScript: Control Structures 1 229
8.2 Algorithms 230
8.3 Pseudocode 231
8.4 Control Structures 231
8.5 if Selection Structure 234
8.6 if/else Selection Structure 235
8.7 while Repetition Structure 240
8.8 Formulating Algorithms:
Case Study 1 (Counter-Controlled Repetition) 241
8.9 Formulating Algorithms with Top-Down, Stepwise Refinement: Case Study 2
(Sentinel-Controlled Repetition) 245
8.10 Formulating Algorithms with Top-Down, Stepwise Refinement: Case Study 3
(Nested Control Structures) 251
8.11 Assignment Operators 255
8.12 Increment and Decrement Operators 256
8.13 Note on Data Types 259
9 JavaScript: Control Structures II 271
9.2 Essentials of Counter-Controlled Repetition 272
9.3 for Repetition Structure 275
9.4 Examples Using the for Structure 279
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9.5 switch Multiple-Selection Structure 284
9.6 do/while Repetition Structure 289
9.7 break and continue Statements 291
9.8 Labeled break and continue Statements 294
9.9 Logical Operators 296
9.10 Summary of Structured Programming 301
10 JavaScript: Functions 315
10.2 Program Modules in JavaScript 316
10.3 Programmer-Defined Functions 318
10.4 Function Definitions 318
10.5 Random-Number Generation 324
10.6 Example: Game of Chance 329
10.7 Duration of Identifiers 337
10.8 Scope Rules 338
10.9 JavaScript Global Functions 340
10.10 Recursion 341
10.11 Example Using Recursion: Fibonacci Series 345
10.12 Recursion vs. Iteration 349
11 JavaScript: Arrays 365
11.2 Arrays 366
11.3 Declaring and Allocating Arrays 368
11.4 Examples Using Arrays 369
11.5 References and Reference Parameters 376
11.6 Passing Arrays to Functions 377
11.7 Sorting Arrays 380
11.8 Searching Arrays: Linear Search and Binary Search 382
11.9 Multiple-Subscripted Arrays 388
12 JavaScript: Objects 402
12.2 Thinking About Objects 403
12.3 Math Object 405
12.4 String Object 407
12.4.1 Fundamentals of Characters and Strings 407
12.4.2 Methods of the String Object 407
12.4.3 Character Processing Methods 409
12.4.4 Searching Methods 411
12.4.5 Splitting Strings and Obtaining Substrings 413
12.4.6 XHTML Markup Methods 415
12.5 Date Object 417
12.6 Boolean and Number Objects 423
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13 Dynamic HTML: Object Model and Collections 435
13.2 Object Referencing 436
13.3 Collections all and children 438
13.4 Dynamic Styles 441
13.5 Dynamic Positioning 444
13.6 Using the frames Collection 446
13.7 navigator Object 448
13.8 Summary of the DHTML Object Model 450
14 Dynamic HTML: Event Model 456
14.2 Event onclick 457
14.3 Event onload 459
14.4 Error Handling with onerror 460
14.5 Tracking the Mouse with Event onmousemove 462
14.6 Rollovers with onmouseover and onmouseout 464
14.7 Form Processing with onfocus and onblur 468
14.8 More Form Processing with onsubmit and onreset 470
14.9 Event Bubbling 472
14.10 More DHTML Events 474
15 Dynamic HTML: Filters and Transitions 480
15.2 Flip filters: flipv and fliph 482
15.3 Transparency with the chroma Filter 484
15.4 Creating Image masks 486
15.5 Miscellaneous Image filters: invert, gray and xray 487
15.6 Adding shadows to Text 489
15.7 Creating Gradients with alpha 491
15.8 Making Text glow 493
15.9 Creating Motion with blur 496
15.10 Using the wave Filter 499
15.11 Advanced Filters: dropShadow and light 501
15.12 Transitions I: Filter blendTrans 505
15.13 Transitions II: Filter revealTrans 509
16 Dynamic HTML: Data Binding with Tabular Data
Control 517
16.2 Simple Data Binding 519
16.3 Moving a Recordset 523
16.4 Binding to an img 526
16.5 Binding to a table 529
16.6 Sorting table Data 530
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16.7 Advanced Sorting and Filtering 533
16.8 Data Binding Elements 540
17 Dynamic HTML: Structured Graphics ActiveX Control 545
17.2 Shape Primitives 546
17.3 Moving Shapes with Translate 550
17.4 Rotation 552
17.5 Mouse Events and External Source Files 554
17.6 Scaling 556
18 Dynamic HTML: Path, Sequencer and
Sprite ActiveX Controls 564
18.2 DirectAnimation Path Control 565
18.3 Multiple Path Controls 567
18.4 Time Markers for Path Control 570
18.5 DirectAnimation Sequencer Control 573
18.6 DirectAnimation Sprite Control 576
18.7 Animated GIFs 579
19 Macromedia®
Flash™
: Building Interactive
Animations 584
19.2 Flash™
Movie Development 586
19.3 Learning Flash with Hands-on Examples 589
19.3.1 Creating a Shape With the Oval Tool 590
19.3.2 Adding Text to a Button 593
19.3.3 Converting a Shape into a Symbol 594
19.3.4 Editing Button Symbols 595
19.3.5 Adding Keyframes 597
19.3.6 Adding Sound to a Button 597
19.3.7 Verifying Changes with Test Movie 600
19.3.8 Adding Layers to a Movie 600
19.3.9 Animating Text with Tweening 602
19.3.10 Adding a Text Field 604
19.3.11 Adding ActionScript 605
19.4 Creating a Projector (.exe) File With Publish 608
19.5 Manually Embedding a Flash Movie in a Web Page 609
19.6 Creating Special Effects with Flash 610
19.6.1 Importing and Manipulating Bitmaps 610
19.6.2 Create an Advertisement Banner with Masking 611
19.6.3 Adding Online Help to Forms 613
19.7 Creating a Web-Site Introduction 622
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19.8 ActionScript 627
20 Extensible Markup Language (XML) 633
20.2 Structuring Data 635
20.3 XML Namespaces 641
20.4 Document Type Definitions (DTDs) and Schemas 643
20.4.1 Document Type Definitions 643
20.4.2 W3C XML Schema Documents 645
20.5 XML Vocabularies 648
20.5.1 MathML™ 648
20.5.2 Chemical Markup Language (CML) 652
20.5.3 Other Markup Languages 654
20.6 Document Object Model (DOM) 654
20.7 DOM Methods 655
20.8 Simple API for XML (SAX) 662
20.9 Extensible Stylesheet Language (XSL) 663
20.10 Microsoft BizTalk™ 670
20.11 Simple Object Access Protocol (SOAP) 671
21 Web Servers (IIS, PWS and Apache) 681
21.2 HTTP Request Types 683
21.3 System Architecture 684
21.4 Client-Side Scripting versus Server-Side Scripting 685
21.5 Accessing Web Servers 686
21.6 Microsoft Internet Information Services (IIS) 687
21.7 Microsoft Personal Web Server (PWS) 690
21.8 Apache Web Server 692
21.9 Requesting Documents 692
21.9.1 XHTML 692
21.9.2 ASP 694
21.9.3 Perl 694
21.9.4 Python 695
21.9.5 PHP 697
22 Database: SQL, MySQL, DBI and ADO 702
22.2 Relational Database Model 704
22.3 Relational Database Overview 705
22.4 Structured Query Language 709
22.4.1 Basic SELECT Query 710
22.4.2 WHERE Clause 711
22.4.3 GROUP BY Clause 713
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22.4.4 ORDER BY Clause 714
22.4.5 Merging Data from Multiple Tables 715
22.4.6 Inserting a Record 718
22.4.7 Updating a Record 719
22.4.8 DELETE FROM Statement 720
22.4.9 TitleAuthor Query from Books.mdb 720
22.5 MySQL 723
22.6 Introduction to DBI 723
22.6.1 Perl Database Interface 724
22.6.2 Python DB-API 724
22.6.3 PHP dbx module 725
22.7 ActiveX Data Objects (ADO) 725
23 Wireless Internet and m-Business 734
23.2 M-Business 736
23.3 Identifying User Location 736
23.3.1 E911 Act 737
23.3.2 Location-Identification Technologies 737
23.4 Wireless Marketing, Advertising and Promotions 738
23.5 Wireless Payment Options 740
23.6 Privacy and the Wireless Internet 741
23.7 International Wireless Communications 742
23.8 Wireless-Communications Technologies 743
23.9 WAP and WML 744
23.10 Phone Simulator and Setup Instructions 745
23.11 Creating WML Documents 746
23.12 WMLScript Programming 753
23.13 String Object Methods 760
23.14 Wireless Protocols, Platforms and Programming Languages 770
23.14.1 WAP 2.0 770
23.14.2 Handheld Devices Markup Languages (HDML) 771
23.14.3 Compact HTML (cHTML) and i-mode 771
23.14.4 Java and Java 2 Micro Edition (J2ME) 771
23.14.5 Binary Run-Time Environment for Wireless (BREW) 772
23.14.6 Bluetooth Wireless Technology 772
24 VBScript 783
24.2 Operators 784
24.3 Data Types and Control Structures 787
24.4 VBScript Functions 791
24.5 VBScript Example Programs 795
24.6 Arrays 803
24.7 String Manipulation 807
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24.8 Classes and Objects 811
24.9 Operator Precedence Chart 820
25 Active Server Pages (ASP) 831
25.2 How Active Server Pages Work 832
25.3 Setup 833
25.4 Active Server Page Objects 833
25.5 Simple ASP Examples 834
25.6 File System Objects 839
25.7 Session Tracking and Cookies 849
25.8 Accessing a Database from an Active Server Page 859
25.9 Server-Side ActiveX Components 870
26 Case Study: Active Server Pages and XML 884
26.2 Setup and Message Forum Documents 885
26.3 Forum Navigation 886
26.4 Adding Forums 889
26.5 Forum XML Documents 894
26.6 Posting Messages 898
26.7 Other Documents 902
27 Perl and CGI (Common Gateway Interface) 908
27.2 Perl 910
27.3 String Processing and Regular Expressions 916
27.4 Viewing Client/Server Environment Variables 921
27.5 Form Processing and Business Logic 924
27.6 Server-Side Includes 930
27.7 Verifying a Username and Password 934
27.8 Using DBI to Connect to a Database 939
27.9 Cookies and Perl 945
28 Python 962
28.1.1 First Python Program 963
28.1.2 Python Keywords 965
28.2 Basic Data Types, Control Structures and Functions 965
28.3 Tuples, Lists and Dictionaries 969
28.5 Exception Handling 979
28.6 Introduction to CGI Programming 981
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28.8 Cookies 989
28.9 Database Application Programming Interface (DB-API) 994
28.9.1 Setup 994
28.9.2 Simple DB-API Program 994
29 PHP 1008
29.2 PHP 1010
29.4 Viewing Client/Server Environment Variables 1024
29.6 Verifying a Username and Password 1031
29.7 Connecting to a Database 1039
29.8 Cookies 1043
29.9 Operator Precedence 1048
30 Servlets 1056
30.2 Servlet Overview and Architecture 1059
30.2.1 Interface Servlet and the Servlet Life Cycle 1060
30.2.2 HttpServlet Class 1062
30.2.3 HttpServletRequest Interface 1063
30.2.4 HttpServletResponse Interface 1064
30.3 Handling HTTP get Requests 1064
30.3.1 Setting Up the Apache Tomcat Server 1069
30.3.2 Deploying a Web Application 1071
30.4 Handling HTTP get Requests Containing Data 1076
30.5 Handling HTTP post Requests 1079
30.6 Redirecting Requests to Other Resources 1082
30.7 Session Tracking 1086
30.7.1 Cookies 1087
30.7.2 Session Tracking with HttpSession 1095
30.8 Multi-tier Applications: Using JDBC from a Servlet 1103
30.8.1 Configuring animalsurvey Database and SurveyServlet 1109
30.9 HttpUtils Class 1111
31 JavaServer Pages (JSP) 1119
31.2 JavaServer Pages Overview 1121
31.3 A First JavaServer Page Example 1122
31.4 Implicit Objects 1124
31.5 Scripting 1125
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31.5.1 Scripting Components 1126
31.5.2 Scripting Example 1127
31.6 Standard Actions 1130
31.6.1 <jsp:include> Action 1131
31.6.2 <jsp:forward> Action 1135
31.6.3 <jsp:plugin> Action 1139
31.6.4 <jsp:useBean> Action 1143
31.7 Directives 1160
31.7.1 page Directive 1160
31.7.2 include Directive 1162
31.8 Custom Tag Libraries 1164
31.8.1 Simple Custom Tag 1165
31.8.2 Custom Tag with Attributes 1169
31.8.3 Evaluating the Body of a Custom Tag 1173
31.9 World Wide Web Resources 1179
32 e-Business & e-Commerce 1186
32.2 E-Business Models 1189
32.2.1 Storefront Model 1189
32.2.2 Shopping-Cart Technology 1190
32.2.3 Auction Model 1191
32.2.4 Portal Model 1194
32.2.5 Name-Your-Price Model 1195
32.2.6 Comparison-Pricing Model 1195
32.2.7 Demand-Sensitive Pricing Model 1195
32.2.8 Bartering Model 1195
32.3 Building an e-Business 1196
32.4 e-Marketing 1197
32.4.1 Branding 1197
32.4.2 Marketing Research 1197
32.4.3 e-Mail Marketing 1197
32.4.4 Promotions 1198
32.4.5 Consumer Tracking 1198
32.4.6 Electronic Advertising 1198
32.4.7 Search Engines 1199
32.4.8 Affiliate Programs 1199
32.4.9 Public Relations 1200
32.4.10 Customer Relationship Management (CRM) 1200
32.5 Online Payments 1201
32.5.1 Credit-Card Payment 1201
32.5.2 Digital Cash and e-Wallets 1201
32.5.3 Micropayments 1201
32.5.4 Smart Cards 1202
32.6 Security 1202
32.6.1 Public-Key Cryptography 1203
32.6.2 Secure Sockets Layer (SSL) 1205
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32.6.3 WTLS 1207
32.6.4 IPSec and Virtual Private Networks (VPN) 1207
32.6.5 Security Attacks 1208
32.6.6 Network Security 1208
32.7 Legal Issues 1209
32.7.1 Privacy 1209
32.7.2 Defamation 1209
32.7.3 Sexually Explicit Speech 1210
32.7.4 Copyright and Patents 1210
32.8 XML and e-Commerce 1211
33 Multimedia: Audio, Video, Speech Synthesis and
Recognition 1223
33.2 Audio and Video 1225
33.3 Adding Background Sounds with the bgsound Element 1225
33.4 Adding Video with the img Element’s dynsrc Property 1228
33.5 Adding Audio or Video with the embed Element 1230
33.6 Using the Windows Media Player ActiveX Control 1232
33.7 Microsoft®
Agent Control 1236
33.8 RealPlayer™ Plug-in 1249
33.9 Synchronized Multimedia Integration Language (SMIL) 1252
33.10 Scalable Vector Graphics (SVG) 1254
34 Accessibility 1267
34.2 Web Accessibility 1268
34.3 Web Accessibility Initiative 1269
34.4 Providing Alternatives for Images 1271
34.5 Maximizing Readability by Focusing on Structure 1272
34.6 Accessibility in XHTML Tables 1272
34.7 Accessibility in XHTML Frames 1276
34.8 Accessibility in XML 1277
34.9 Using Voice Synthesis and Recognition with VoiceXML™ 1277
34.10 CallXML™ 1284
34.11 JAWS® for Windows 1289
34.12 Other Accessibility Tools 1291
34.13 Accessibility in Microsoft® Windows® 2000 1292
34.13.1 Tools for People with Visual Impairments 1294
34.13.2 Tools for People with Hearing Impairments 1296
34.13.3 Tools for Users Who Have Difficulty Using the Keyboard 1296
34.13.4 Microsoft Narrator 1302
34.13.5 Microsoft On-Screen Keyboard 1303
34.13.6 Accessibility Features in Microsoft Internet Explorer 5.5 1304
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A XHTML Special Characters 1313
B Operator Precedence Chart 1314
C ASCII Character Set 1316
D Number Systems 1317
D.1 Introduction 1318
D.2 Abbreviating Binary Numbers as Octal Numbers and Hexadecimal Numbers 1321
D.3 Converting Octal Numbers and Hexadecimal Numbers to Binary Numbers 1322
D.4 Converting from Binary, Octal, or Hexadecimal to Decimal 1322
D.5 Converting from Decimal to Binary, Octal, or Hexadecimal 1323
D.6 Negative Binary Numbers: Two’s Complement Notation 1325
E XHTML Colors 1330
F Career Opportunities 1333
F.1 Introduction 1334
F.2 Resources for the Job Seeker 1335
F.3 Online Opportunities for Employers 1336
F.3.1 Posting Jobs Online 1338
F.3.2 Problems with Recruiting on the Web 1340
F.3.3 Diversity in the Workplace 1340
F.4 Recruiting Services 1341
F.4.1 Testing Potential Employees Online 1342
F.5 Career Sites 1343
F.5.1 Comprehensive Career Sites 1343
F.5.2 Technical Positions 1344
F.5.3 Wireless Positions 1345
F.5.4 Contracting Online 1345
F.5.5 Executive Positions 1346
F.5.6 Students and Young Professionals 1347
F.5.7 Other Online Career Services 1348
F.6 Internet and World Wide Web Resources 1349
G Unicode®
1357
G.1 Introduction 1358
G.2 Unicode Transformation Formats 1359
G.3 Characters and Glyphs 1360
G.4 Advantages/Disadvantages of Unicode 1360
G.5 Unicode Consortium’s Web Site 1361
G.6 Using Unicode 1362
G.7 Character Ranges 1366
Bibliography 1370
Index 1372
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Preface
Live in fragments no longer. Only connect.
Edward Morgan Forster
Welcome to the exciting world of Internet and World Wide Web programming. This book
is by an old guy and two young guys. The old guy (HMD; Massachusetts Institute of Tech-
nology 1967) has been programming and/or teaching programming for 40 years. The two
young guys (PJD; MIT 1991 and TRN; MIT 1992) have been programming and/or teaching
programming for over 20 years. The old guy programs and teaches from experience; the
young guys do so from an inexhaustible reserve of energy. The old guy wants clarity; the
young guys want performance. The old guy seeks elegance and beauty; the young guys
want results. We got together to produce a book we hope you will find informative, chal-
lenging and entertaining.
The explosion and popularity of the Internet and the World Wide Web creates tremen-
dous challenges for us as authors, for our publisher—Prentice Hall, for instructors, for stu-
dents and for professionals.
The World Wide Web increases the prominence of the Internet in information systems,
strategic planning and implementation. Organizations want to integrate the Internet “seam-
lessly” into their information systems and the World Wide Web offers endless opportunity
to do so.
New Features in Internet & World Wide Web How to Program:
Second Edition
This edition contains many new features and enhancements including:
• Full-Color Presentation. The book enhances LIVE-CODE
™
examples by using full
color. Readers see sample outputs as they would appear on a color monitor. We
have syntax colored all the code examples, as many of today’s development envi-
ronments do. Our syntax-coloring conventions are as follows:
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“Well, now, hasn’t it occurred to you—” said Eugene, looking
over his shoulder to make sure that there was no one listening; “by
the way, what do you think of them, any how?”
“I think there is one crazy man in that party, and two, and
perhaps three, villains.”
Eugene reached out his hand and gave Archie an approving slap
on the back, as if to say that he had given utterance to his own
ideas on that point.
“The old man talks sensibly enough about some things,” said he,
“but he is wild on the subject of money, and has an eye that you
don’t see belonging to a person whose head is perfectly level. Now
hasn’t it struck you——”
“That those two hunters are leading him out of his way for some
purpose of their own?” added Archie, when Eugene paused. “It has,
and I believe it.”
“But what is their object?”
“You tell. There’s nothing in those wagons worth stealing, I am
sure. Hold on; here comes one of them.”
Simon Cool was approaching. When he came up he stated his
business without ceremony.
“Look a yer, strangers,” said he, turning his head on one side
and squirting at Archie, “I want to know what brought you yer.”
“We have already told you,” answered Archie. “We expected to
find some of our friends here.”
“Wal, seem’ you didn’t find ’em, hadn’t you better toddle on?”
“I don’t know. What do you think about it?”
“I reckon as how you had. Zack and Sile don’t like the idea of
your hangin’ around. They say you’re here for no good.”
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to stay where we are not wanted. Let’s get our bundles, Eugene. We

can saddle our horses out here without taking them to the camp.”
“Where you going?” demanded the Pike, as the boys entered the
camp, and after giving Fred a nod which he understood, began
gathering up their property. “Going further?”
“Yes, we thought we would ride on,” replied Archie. “We can
make a mile or two before dark, and that will take us just that much
nearer the Fort.”
“I hate to have you go, ’cause we might travel in company in the
morning. If you happen around this way agin, drop in,” said the Pike,
repeating the stereotyped invitation he had often extended to his
neighbors at home.
“Thank you,” said Fred. “We are indebted to you and your good
lady for your hospitality, and hope we shall have a chance to
reciprocate.”
“Which?” exclaimed the Pike.
“We thank you for the good supper you have given us,” said
Archie.
“No occasion, strangers; no occasion. Call often. We always
leave the latch-string hanging out, and keep a bite for anybody
that’s hungry.”
The boys bade the hospitable Pike good-by, shouldered their
bundles and saddles and left the camp. An hour afterward they were
safely settled in a camp of their own about three miles further up
the stream. Of course they had plenty to talk about during the
evening, the family they had just left and the misfortunes that would
most likely befall them, if they trusted themselves to the guidance of
the two hunters, forming the principal topics of the conversation. At
eleven o’clock the horses were brought in and tied in the edge of the
willows, and Archie and Eugene wrapped themselves in their
blankets and went to sleep, while Fred sat up to keep an eye on the
bay, and see that Zack and Silas did not steal a march on them
during the night.

Morning came at length, and after the boys had drank the last of
their coffee—they had scarcely enough of the article left to make the
hot water taste like coffee—and eaten their last piece of cracker,
they made up their bundles and prepared to resume their journey. It
was high time, they told one another, that something was done in
the way of hunting. They had seen no game when they passed over
the ground a few days before, and unless some stray antelope or
buffalo put itself in their way, they would be obliged to go supperless
to bed.
The bay behaved so badly on this particular morning that Archie
found it impossible to bridle him, so he made a bridle out of his
lasso, passing the bight over the horse’s head behind his ears,
through his mouth, tying it firmly under his lower jaw, and leading
the ends over his neck and around the horn of his saddle to serve as
reins. Their preparations being completed they mounted and set off
at a gallop, and the first living objects they saw when they reached
the top of the nearest swell were the emigrant and his family, who
were following a course lying at right angles with their own.
“Good-morning to you,” cried the old man, who was marching
beside one of the wagons. “Off for the Fort now?”
“Yes, sir,” replied the boys.
“Heading the wrong way, haint you?”
“No, sir; we’re heading directly toward it.”
“I say,” exclaimed the emigrant suddenly, “you’re——”
When he had said this, the two hunters and Simon began to
remonstrate with him. The boys could not catch their words, but
they distinctly heard the old man say: “Do you want me to let them
youngsters go off and lose themselves? It is my bounded duty to set
’em right.”
“I say,” shouted the old man again, “you’ll never see Bolton if
you go that way. You’re going wrong. Zack and Sile say we’ll be
there to-night?”

“Well, Zack and Sile know better than that. You are the one who
is going wrong. We know what we are talking about, when we
assure you that you are heading as straight from the Fort as you can
go!”
“Whoa!” shouted the Pike, bringing both his teams to a stand
still. “This thing must be settled now. Come here, boys.”
The three friends moved toward the wagon, but Archie’s horse
declining to approach very near, pretending to be much afraid of the
white canvas covers, his rider was obliged to dismount and lead him.
“Now if the Fort is off there, as you say it is, what is the reason
that Zack and Sile are leading us the other way?” demanded the
Pike.
“They have reasons of their own, with which we are not
acquainted,” answered Archie. “But they are going to lose you, and
they know it.”
Silas made an angry rejoinder, and this was the beginning of the
conversation which we have already recorded. We have related all
that passed during the interview, and told how the Pike, suddenly
becoming impressed by Archie’s statements, abruptly abandoned the
guides he had so long followed, and placed himself and family under
the directions of the boys. We have also told of the astounding
revelation he afterward made in regard to the treasure which one of
his vehicles contained, the manner in which it was received by the
three friends, and the discussion on the weight of money that
followed, when the old man left them and drew back beside his
wagon. We are now ready to take up our story where we left off.
“I know now why Zack and Silas were so anxious to be rid of
us,” said Archie. “They have designs on that money, or whatever it
is, and wanted a clear field for their operations.”
“And don’t you think Simon Cool is somehow mixed up with
them?” asked Featherweight. “He seemed to be on pretty good
terms with them.”

“I thought so,” said Eugene; “but it seems to me that if he were
in league with them, he would have gone off with them, instead of
staying with the train.”
“Unless he can serve his purpose and theirs better by
remaining,” said Archie, significantly.
“I didn’t think of that.”
“Well, their plans, if they had any, are knocked higher than a
kite,” said Fred, “and all we have to do is to keep our eyes open. I,
for one, am glad things turned out as they have, for now we are
sure of something to eat without the trouble of hunting for it. But,
fellows, I’d like to know what’s in that wagon. Wouldn’t it be a good
plan to question the Pike, as he questioned us last night?”
During that forenoon the boys were left entirely to themselves.
The emigrant remained close beside his wagon, and once when the
boys looked at him they found that he had put on his powder-horn,
and bullet-pouch, and that he carried his long rifle on his shoulder.
He kept looking back, too, as if he feared the hunters might follow
the train; but they were not once seen during the day.
When the wagons halted at noon the Pike had but little to say to
the boys, and that little related entirely to the conversation that had
taken place that morning—the location of the Fort, the distance they
must travel before reaching it, and the probable object that Zack and
Silas had in view in trying to mislead him. He had not yet recovered
from his fright. During the halt he visited the wagon every few
minutes, pulled up the cover and looked under it to satisfy himself
that his valuables were safe; but he always took care to fasten the
cover down again, so that the boys, although they passed the
wagon a dozen times, on some pretext or other, could not obtain a
glimpse of the interior. When they stopped for the night his vigilance
seemed to increase. After supper he made the circuit of the camp
several times, with his rifle in his hand, and having satisfied himself
that there were no enemies near, he spread his blanket under the
wagon and went to sleep.

The boys brought their horses in at an early hour and also
sought their blankets. They had been almost constantly in the saddle
during the last five days, and began to feel the effects of their long
journey. It had been their custom, while they were alone on the
prairie, to set a watch every night, but now there seemed to be no
need of it. The only thing they feared was that the bay might find
means to escape; but he seemed to be pretty well contented just
now, and he was as secure as two rawhide ropes could make him. If
a stranger approached the camp, he would be the first to hear him.
And then, there were the dogs! All the emigrants seemed to put
unbounded faith in them, and if the Pike was willing to trust himself
and his property to their watchfulness, the boys thought they would
run no risk in doing the same. They agreed among themselves,
however, that each one should sleep with both ears open, and be
ready to jump up the instant he heard any unusual sounds.
All the emigrants were locked in slumber long before the boys
laid down, at least they appeared to be; but there was one who was
wide awake, and waiting with a little impatience for them to stop
talking and go to sleep. It was the teamster, Simon Cool. He waited
half an hour, and then slowly and cautiously raised his head and
looked about him. He glanced sharply at each one of the prostrate
forms, and quietly threw off his blanket. Having arranged it so that a
casual glance at it would lead one to suppose that it still covered a
human figure, he pulled off his heavy boots and slipped away
barefooted in the darkness.
He was gone a long time, and when he returned and entered the
camp, he did it with so much caution that no one heard him. He did
not even attract the attention of the bay. The dogs looked at him,
but they had known him so long that he had nothing to fear from
them. He made his way on his hands and knees to the place where
the boys lay, side by side, and quickly, but without the least noise,
removed their rifles and the belts containing their revolvers, which
they had placed at the head of their beds. This done, he looked
toward young Reuben Holmes, but it was only to see if he was still
asleep; for Simon knew that he had nothing about him more

dangerous than a rusty pocket-knife, and that was not worth
securing. The only weapon belonging to the Holmes family was the
heavy, old-fashioned rifle which the old man had taken to bed with
him. This Simon secured as easily as he had secured the rest, and
taking them all in his arms carried them out of the camp and laid
them on the ground, placing Archie’s Maynard and a brace of the
revolvers by themselves. He had disarmed everybody in the camp in
less than two minutes’ time, and they all slept on unconscious of it.

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CHAPTER X.
THE PIKE’S TREASURE.
AVING performed his work of disarming the camp, in a manner
perfectly satisfactory to himself, Simon Cool crawled back to his
bed, drew on his boots and crept under his blanket again. Scarcely
was he fairly settled when two figures arose from the ground, about
two hundred yards from the camp, where they had been lying
watching all his movements, and ran forward to the place where he
had deposited the weapons. They threw down their own rifles,
quickly buckled a brace of revolvers about their waists and took
possession of the sixteen-shooters belonging to Fred and Eugene.
Their own rifles and the emigrant’s they hid away in the willows, and
then boldly approached the camp. The sound of their footsteps
aroused the horse and dogs, and these in turn aroused the
slumbering men and boys, who started up to see Zack and Silas
standing before the fire with the stolen weapons in their hands.
There was not one among them who displayed half as much terror
and astonishment at this unwelcome sight as did Simon Cool.
“Keep quiet now an’ do as you’re told, an’ thar shan’t a har of
your heads be hurted,” said Zack. “But if anybody goes to raisin’ a
rumpus he’ll allers be sorry fur it, ’cause he won’t live as long as it’d
take a hoss to jerk his tail twice.”
For a few seconds no one moved or spoke. They had all been
awakened out of a sound sleep, and it required a little time and
effort for them to gather their wits about them. The boys did not
fully understand the words that had been addressed to them, but
the simple presence of the two hunters was all that was needed to
explain matters to them.

The Pike was utterly bewildered at first, but gradually he began
to comprehend the situation; and when he had fully grasped it, his
terror knew no bounds. Jumping from his blanket before either of
the hunters could prevent him, he spread out his arms before the
wagon which contained his treasure, and broke out into wild
lamentations and defiance.
“I know what you’re here for,” he cried, “but you shan’t have it.
You can’t have it, for it’s robbery, and that’s something the law don’t
allow. I’ll have you both in jail if you touch it. I’ve spent years on it
and worked hard for it, and you shan’t have it. I’ll fight till I drop; so
I will!”
The old man continued in this strain to give vent to his feelings
of excitement and alarm, but the boys did not hear what else he
said, for his wife, who had been looking on from the wagon in which
she and the children slept, now joined in with her shrill voice, and a
terrific uproar arose. Threats and the sight of the cocked rifles
pointed full at their heads, at first had no effect on them. Their
treasure was uppermost in their mind, and while that was in danger,
they cared not for any peril that menaced themselves. After
repeated efforts Zack succeeded in making himself heard and
understood.
“We haint agoin’ to harm none on you if we can help it,” said he;
“but if you don’t shut up, we’ll tie yer hand and foot; and if that
don’t do you no good, we’ll leave you yer to the wolves.”
This threat restored silence. The Pike’s wife drew her head back
under cover of the wagon, and the old man wrung his hands and
moaned to himself. In their heartfelt sympathy for him, the boys, for
the time, forgot that they were prisoners themselves.
“Now, if you’ve come to yer senses, we’ll be movin’,” said Zack.
“You two,” nodding to Reuben and Simon, “hitch up the oxen an’
mules, an’ you, Sile, saddle a horse for me an’ you an’ turn the rest
loose!”

These orders showed that there was a journey before them, and
so the boys, at Archie’s suggestion, began making up their bundles,
keeping their eyes on Silas all the while, to see which of their horses
he was going to saddle. His first thought evidently was to take the
bay; but the horse turned his heels toward him, laid back his ears
and looked so savage, that Silas changed his mind, and making a
wide circuit around him to get at his head, he drew his knife across
the lariats with which he was confined, and set him at liberty. With a
joyful neigh the bay kicked up his heels and galloped off, the ends of
the lariats streaming in the air behind him. The boys saw it all, but
did not speak until they had made up their bundles and thrown them
into one of the wagons. Like the man who went twenty miles after a
load of sand, and when he reached home, found that his wagon was
as empty as when he started, the sand having all leaked out through
the cracks, they felt that their knowledge of the English language
would not enable them to do the subject justice, so they kept still for
a while and thought about it.
“There are five days’ work gone to the bow-wows,” sighed
Archie, at length.
“And Frank Nelson, with his black, is still ahead of the hounds,”
murmured Featherweight.
“I would be willing to remain a prisoner six months, if the bay
had only given Silas one good kick before he left,” said Eugene,
savagely. “What shall we say when we get back to the Fort—if we
ever do?”
“We’ll say that we caught the horse,” said Archie, with an
attempt to appear cheerful, “but that circumstances over which we
had no control prevented us from keeping him.”
“Humph!” exclaimed Eugene. “It is just too provoking for
anything.”
“But it can’t be helped,” said Fred, “and we might as well laugh
as cry over it.”

“Throw us a couple of saddles yer,” said Silas, who at this
moment came up, leading Archie’s horse and Eugene’s.
“What have you done with my nag?” asked Fred.
“Turned him loose, I reckon,” was the encouraging reply. “I
turned two loose.”
“Then I might as well put my saddle away in the bushes,” said
Fred, “so that I shall know where to find it if I ever have occasion to
use it again.”
When the preparations for their journey were all completed,
Reuben and Simon, in obedience to orders, climbed to their seats in
the wagons and drove after Zack, who rode over the prairie; the
boys and the Pike fell in behind on foot, and Silas brought up the
rear, riding Archie’s horse and carrying one of the Henry rifles across
the horn of his saddle.
“I declare this beats anything I ever heard of,” said Eugene,
whose wrath had not yet had time to cool; “six able-bodied fellows
captured and marched off by one-third of their number!”
“But it isn’t so very bad after all, when you come to think of it,”
returned Fred. “I have heard of three car-loads of passengers being
robbed by four men.”
“These hunters must have followed us all day yesterday,”
continued Eugene, “and of course they are after the Pike’s money;
but I don’t see how they could have come into our camp and taken
possession of our weapons without awakening some of us.”
“Ask them how they did it,” suggested Archie. “They know.”
Acting on the hint, Eugene turned to Silas, who was riding close
behind them, and propounded the question to him; but that worthy
only shook his head and grinned, and that was all they could get out
of him. Eugene persisted until his two companions expected to see
the hunter become angry; but he did not. He was in a very good
humor, and no doubt the prospect of soon handling a million dollars
was what made him so. The old man was depressed in the same

degree that Silas was elated. The first burst of grief being over, he
had nothing to say, but his whole frame quivered and his face was
convulsed with agony.
The boys were not at all alarmed at their situation—they were
only angry and sorry; angry because the horse for which they had
worked so hard had been taken from them, and sorry for the Pike,
who was about to be deprived of his hard-earned wealth. It was true
that Eugene, as soon as his feelings of resentment had had time to
wear away, began to be somewhat anxious in regard to that which
was in store for them, but Archie quieted his fears by telling him just
what was going to happen; and everything turned out as he said it
would, except in one particular. They would be taken to some
secluded place in the mountains, he said, so that they would be out
of sight of anybody that might happen to pass on the prairie; the
wagons would be robbed of whatever articles of value they might
contain, and they would then be at liberty to resume their journey.
Their arrival at the Fort would not be delayed more than three or
four days, at the very furthest.
“No plottin’ agin the Dutch thar!” exclaimed Silas, noticing that
the boys’ heads were pretty close together, and that they were
talking in low tones. “If you’ve got anything to say, speak it out, so’t
we can all hear it.”
“Well, then, I’ll ask you a question,” said Archie. “What are you
going to do with us?”
“Nothing, if you behave yourselves,” was the reply.
“Then why do you compel us to go with you so far out of our
way? You’ve got all we have that is worth stealing.”
“But you know too much. You might go back to the Fort an’
make trouble for us,” said Silas.
“You’re right,” said Archie, in a low tone, “and we may do it yet.”
“You’ve got nobody to thank but yourselves,” continued Silas.
“Why didn’t you cl’ar out, like we told you to, an’ go about your

business? If you’d a done it you’d a saved yourselves this trouble.”
The long hours of the night dragged away wearily enough. Zack
pushed ahead at a rapid walk, and the boys being more accustomed
to their saddles than travelling on foot, soon became very tired. Dark
as it was they managed to keep their bearings, and they knew that
Zack was holding straight for the mountains. There was no halt
ordered until they reached the foot-hills, and that was just as the
day began to dawn. The wagons were driven into the willows out of
sight, and the emigrant’s wife, who had not once left her wagon,
was instructed to “crawl out and dish up some grub!” an order which
she obeyed with a very bad grace. During the meal but little was
said by either captors or prisoners, and as soon as it was over the
boys took their bundles from the wagon, spread out their blankets,
and fell fast asleep almost as soon as they touched them. When they
awoke the sun was setting, the emigrant’s wife was preparing
supper, and Reuben and Simon, acting under the directions of Silas,
who kept guard over them with his rifle, were hitching up the mules
and yoking the oxen preparatory to another start, which was made
as soon as the supper was disposed of.
This night’s journey was longer and harder than the preceding
one, for it was begun at an earlier hour. The boys were not allowed
to ride in the wagons, for Silas said they were slippery fellows—he
knew it by the glint in their eyes—and he wanted them where he
could watch them all the time.
Zack held along the base of the mountains, and at daylight our
heroes found themselves travelling over ground that was familiar to
them. The gully through which they had passed a few days before,
and which led to the valley where the wild horse was captured, was
close before them. Being almost ready to drop with fatigue they
protested that it was quite impossible for them to go any farther, but
Zack did not listen, for he was not yet ready to order a halt. He
followed the gully as far as the rocks and fallen trees would allow
him to go with the wagons, then turned into another and finally into
a third, which was so much worse than any of the rest that, before

they had gone a quarter of a mile, one of the wagons, having been
shaken nearly to pieces by being hauled over boulders and logs,
gave out entirely and came down with a crash.
“Thar’, now, I reckon we’ll stop,” said Zack; and this was
welcome news to the boys, who pulled their bundles out of the
wagon and threw themselves upon them, completely tired out. But
they quickly straightened up again and began to take some interest
in what was going on, when they found that the trappers themselves
did not intend to make a camp there. The two men held a short
consultation, and some words which came to the boys’ ears told
them that the object of the undertaking was now about to be
realized. The emigrant’s wealth was to be brought to light.
“This is as good a place as any,” said Silas. “They can’t mend the
wagon an’ find their way out afore to-morrow, an’ by that time we’ll
be miles away.”
The expression on the emigrant’s face showed that he too had
overheard the words, and that he understood them, but he made no
other sign. He had scarcely spoken for the last twenty-four hours. He
seemed to be bewildered, stunned by his misfortunes. When Zack
and Silas dismounted and raised the cover of the wagon which
contained his treasure, he looked on in a stupid, benumbed sort of
way, which almost led the boys to believe that he had taken leave of
his senses.
“This must be it,” said Silas, after taking a survey of the interior
of the wagon. “It’s the only thing yer that looks like a chist!”
The hunter thrust his hands into the wagon, and when he drew
them out again they were grasping the handles of a small black
trunk, which, like all the rest of the Pike’s furniture that the boys had
seen, looked as though it might have made many a journey between
Missouri and California, for it was in a very dilapidated condition. The
leather was worn off in a dozen places and the lid was loosely held
on by one hinge and a piece of rope.

“There goes the labor of a lifetime, and I am a ruined man,”
sighed the Pike, resting his elbows on his knees and gazing at the
box as if fascinated.
“They’ve got hold of it, then,” whispered Archie, who would
willingly have given everything he possessed to have been able to
defend the old man’s property. “How I wish Dick and old Bob would
come in here now. It isn’t money, though. It is too light.”
“Thousand dollar greenbacks, may be,” said Fred, in the same
low whisper.
“Or bonds, perhaps,” suggested Eugene.
The hunter’s face expressed great astonishment. He had
expected to find the trunk very heavy, but he lifted it with all ease
with one hand. He had overheard the old man’s words, however, and
dashed at the box like a hound on a fresh trail. So great was his
eagerness and impatience to see the inside of it, that his hands
trembled with such violence that he could not undo the rope. The
longer he tried the more the knot was jammed; and at last Zack,
fully as impatient as his companion, whipped out his knife, cut the
rope, and with one savage kick sent the lid flying into the air.
The old man groaned and the boys arose to their feet to obtain
a view of the contents of the box. They could see no money or
packages that might contain money or other valuables—nothing but
a small brass frame, the inside of which was filled with wheels and
weights made of the same material, the whole contrivance
somewhat resembling the works of a clock. Silas stared at it a
moment and then jerked it out of the box and threw it on the
ground behind him, expecting no doubt to find something hidden
under it. But this was all. The hunter then picked up the trunk,
shook it, looked at it all over, thumped it with his knuckles, and then
to make sure that it contained no secret compartments, dashed it in
pieces on the ground and carefully examined each separate
fragment. He was astounded, and so were the boys, who were
looking on with almost breathless interest.

“Whar is it, old man?” panted Silas, scarcely able to speak, so
great was his excitement.
“Why there it is,” said the Pike, gazing ruefully at his machine,
and then at the ruins of his trunk. “There’s uncounted millions in it!”
“In that?” shouted Silas. “Whar’s the money?”
“I have no money. That is yet to be earned.”
A long silence followed this reply. The expression of rage and
disappointment on the hunters’ faces was curious to behold.

“I
CHAPTER XI.
SNOWED UP.
never in my life was so overjoyed to see men disappointed,”
whispered Eugene. “They’ve had all their trouble for nothing,
and I am glad of it.”
“Be careful,” replied Archie, earnestly. “Don’t say that again; for
if they should chance to overhear you I don’t know what they would
do. They are perfectly desperate.”
For two or three minutes the hunters stood like statues looking
at one another, and then they made the cliffs echo with horrible yells
and imprecations. Their rage was perfectly ungovernable and the
boys trembled in fear of the result. Zack’s first move was to demolish
the machine, which he did most completely with one kick of his foot,
sending the wheels and weights in every direction. Then he and
Silas jumped into the wagons, which they proceeded to overhaul
most thoroughly. Not the smallest article escaped close examination.
Clothes were ripped up, in the hope of finding something hidden
away in the seams; the one bed the family possessed was torn open
and its contents scattered far and wide; skillets and frying-pans were
sounded, as if the hunters expected to find some hidden
compartments in them, and then smashed into atoms on the
boulders; and in five minutes’ time the emigrant had not a single
whole article of furniture, bedding or clothing left. The boys looked
on with great indignation, but were powerless to stop the wanton
destruction. It would have been dangerous even to remonstrate with
the enraged men.
“I say, fellows, just cast your eyes toward Simon,” whispered
Archie, suddenly.

The boys looked, and told themselves that some things which
they had not been able to understand, were perfectly clear to them
now. They had discovered another guilty man, and one whom
nobody had suspected. If Simon Cool was not as much interested in
finding the treasure as the hunters were, and if he was not as keenly
disappointed to learn that the contents of the black trunk which the
old man had watched so closely, were an invention of some kind,
instead of a million dollars in gold, his face belied him.
“Do you know now how we were disarmed that night?”
whispered Archie.
“I believe I do,” replied Fred, “and I shouldn’t wonder if the
scamp was about to get himself into trouble. I certainly hope so. See
how Zack and Silas scowl at him.”
“If I thought you had fooled us a purpose, Simon, you’d never
fool nobody else, I bet you,” said Zack, in savage tones.
Simon glanced around with a frightened look, and saw that
everybody had heard what the hunter said to him. Even the old man
raised his head and listened.
“O, you needn’t try to play off on us that way,” exclaimed Silas.
“You’re as deep in the mud as we are, every bit. You told us that the
ole man was wuth a million dollars—an’ he’s the lad who stole your
we’pons from you while you was asleep,” he added, nodding to our
heroes.
“We thought so,” answered Archie.
“Now if thar’s any yaller boys about here, whar are they?”
demanded Zack.
“I don’t know,” replied Simon, who saw that he could not
conceal his real character any longer. “Everything the ole man’s got
was in that black chist. He told me so, an’ said he wouldn’t take a
silver-mine fur it!”
The hunters looked keenly at Simon, and the expression on his
face, rather than the words he had uttered, satisfied them that he

had told the truth. The feelings of rage and disappointment which
showed themselves in his countenance were genuine, and could not
have been assumed.
“Wal, you an’ the ole man atween you have got us into a scrape,
an’ we hain’t made nothing by it,” said Zack, at length. “Thar hain’t
none of us made nothing, I reckon,” he added, glancing at the ruins
of the Pike’s furniture. “Now we want all of you to stay here till we’re
safe out of the way; an’ to make sure of your stayin’——”
Here Zack raised his rifle and shot one of the oxen dead in the
yoke. Silas shot the other and then the mules, and thus the emigrant
and his family were left almost as helpless as they would have been
had they been cast away on some desert island in the middle of the
ocean. The hunters then led their horses to the place where the
boys were standing, and Zack began untying his blankets, which
were fastened in a bundle behind his saddle. Addressing himself to
Archie, he said:
“A fair exchange hain’t no robbery, they say, so give me them
blue ones o’ yourn, an’ I’ll give you mine. We hain’t goin’ away
without something, I bet you.”
“I think you’ve got something already,” said Fred. “You’ve got a
rifle worth forty-five dollars, and a horse and saddle that cost almost
a hundred more.”
“But we didn’t get the million dollars, so hand out them
blankets!”
“An’ I’ll trade with you,” said Silas, nodding to Fred.
Without another word of remonstrance the boys rolled up their
clean, warm blankets, just as good now as the day they were
purchased in San Francisco, in spite of the service they had seen,
and handed them to the hunters, who gave them their own tattered
and dirty army blankets in return. Although the boys could hardly
bring themselves to touch them they did not refuse to take them, for
they knew they would need them. The weather was cold, and it had
been growing colder ever since they left the prairie. The wind came

up the gorge in fitful gusts, whistling mournfully through the
branches of the evergreens above their heads, and now and then
the air was filled with flakes of snow. The storm which Dick Lewis
had so confidently predicted had fairly set in, and some covering,
besides the clothing they wore, was absolutely necessary.
“Now whar’s the cartridges fur these we’pons?” said Silas.
“We haven’t any,” replied Fred and Eugene; and to prove it they
turned their pockets inside out.
“Didn’t you bring more’n one load with you?”
“One magazine full, you mean,” said Eugene. “Isn’t that enough?
There were sixteen shots in one and fourteen in the other when we
gave them to you—or rather when you took them. When those loads
are gone you’ll have to skirmish around and find more.”
“An’ whar’s the ammunition fur these?” said Simon Cool, who
now came up with a brace of revolvers buckled about his waist and
carrying Archie’s Maynard in his hands.
“Ah! you’ve got my rifle, have you?” said Archie. “I wondered
what had become of it. There’s a load in it, and much good may it
do you. I haven’t any more to give you.”
It was perhaps fortunate for our heroes that the men did not ask
any more questions about the ammunition. Fred and Eugene had
thrown away their cartridges during the first night’s march, declaring
that if the hunters were going to steal their rifles, they needn’t think
they would get powder and bullets for nothing. Archie, however, who
had not seen anything of his Maynard, and believed that it had been
hidden somewhere near the camp, kept his cartridges, but when
Zack and Silas overhauled the wagons, his rifle was thrown out with
the rest of the things, and then Archie pulled out his ammunition
and dropped it behind the boulder on which he was sitting.
“You can’t get anything to shoot in that rifle in this country,” said
Archie, “and since it is of no use to you, hadn’t you better give it

back to me? I have owned it a long time and don’t like to part with
it.”
“I reckon I’ll keep it,” said Simon, in reply. “I reckon me an’ my
pardners can use it.”
“Who’s your pardners?” demanded Zack, quickly. “Not me an’
Sile, I can tell you, fur you hain’t goin’ a step with us—not one step.”
This showed that there had been some sort of an agreement
between Simon and the hunters. No doubt when the million dollars
were secured, they were to share it equally and travel in company.
“If you’ll fool us once you’ll do it agin; so we don’t want nothing
more to do with you,” said Silas. “You can go your trail an’ we’ll go
our’n.”
“But I don’t know whar to go,” said Simon, who was utterly
confounded; “an’ I can’t stay here.”
“No, you can’t stay here,” said the old man. “When you were
tramping about the country begging your living, I took you in and
cared for you, and now you have turned against me! You can’t stay
here.”
“This yer’s a big country, an’ thar’s plenty of room in it fur all of
us,” said Zack.
With this piece of information the hunters mounted their horses
and rode down the gully out of sight. Simon Cool stood motionless
and silent for a moment, gazing fixedly at the ground, and then
shouldering Archie’s Maynard, he moved slowly away in the same
direction and also disappeared. Bad as their situation was, the boys
told themselves that Simon’s was infinitely worse. They knew where
to go to find friends and shelter; but Simon was turned adrift in a
strange country, in the face of a blinding snow-storm, without a
horse or blanket, and with only one load in his rifle to bring him
subsistence. If that load failed him he would be in a predicament
indeed, for his revolvers would be next to useless in hunting. They
were intended only for short-range shooting, and such game as he

would fall in with—if he was fortunate enough to fall in with any—
would be wary and hard to approach, and could only be reached by
a long-range rifle. It was at least one hundred and twenty-five miles
to the Fort, and that was the nearest place at which Simon could
procure food.
As soon as Simon was out of sight, Archie, who knew that there
was nothing to be gained by sitting still and mourning over their
hard fate, jumped to his feet and began to stir around. He set to
work to gather up all the wheels and weights that had been
scattered about when Zack demolished the machine that had been
found in the trunk. His companions joined him in the search, and
finally the Pike himself mustered up energy enough to lend his
assistance. His wife and son sat still and stared at the ruins of their
furniture.
“Is this contrivance of yours, whatever it is, patented?” asked
Archie, who thought the old man might be induced to cheer up a
little if he could be engaged in conversation.
“Not yet,” was the answer.
“What do you intend to do with it?”
“I was going to use it to run my quartz-mill.”
“O, this is only a model, then!”
“Yes. I accidentally found a rich gold-mine while I was in
California, two years ago, but it could not be developed, because
there was no power there to run a mill. It would have cost a fortune
to sink wells through the rock and bring a steam-engine over the
mountains from Placer city; but this invention of mine could have
been put up in a week or ten days, and would have furnished power
enough to run a dozen mills. Just think of it! I should have had that
gold-mine all to myself, and there is no telling how rich it is. Why,
you can see the veins in the rock as thick as your finger. I am now
sixty-five years old, and I have worked at this invention ever since I
was twenty. I got it done just at the right time, too, and now I must
lose all my work.”

“Perhaps not. The machinery is all here, and can be put together
again. It doesn’t look as if it were damaged at all. What motive-
power are you going to use—steam or water?”
“Nary one. The invention furnishes its own power.”
It was wonderful what a change these few words made in the
boys’ feelings towards the old man. The wheels and weights, which
they had before handled so carefully, were bundled promiscuously
together and thrown into one of the wagons. They had no more
time to waste with the machine or with the inventor, either. A man
who could squander forty-five years of the one life he had to live, in
studying perpetual motion, was not just the sort of person they
wanted to associate with in an emergency like the present.
“Let the machine go,” whispered Eugene. “It isn’t worth the
trouble it has caused us. Let’s tell the old fellow that we’re going to
start for the Fort, and that if he wants to go with us, he had better
be getting ready.”
Archie, who was always expected to speak for his companions,
accordingly informed the Pike that it was high time they were
making a move in some direction, unless they wanted to stay there
and be snowed up; told him that he and his friends proposed
making an immediate start for the Fort, and asked him if he wished
to accompany them. The old man said he did, but he had no
suggestions to make, and indeed seemed to take but little interest in
the matter. He was too busy trying to put his machine together
again. The boys, in great disgust, turned from him to his wife, who,
as Featherweight afterward declared, was the only man in the
family. The Pike himself was plainly crazy, and Reuben was as stupid
as a block.
“Mrs. Holmes, we don’t want to stay here and freeze,” said
Archie, “so we’re going to try to reach Fort Bolton. We shall find
friends there. It is a long journey to make on foot, but of course you
would rather attempt it than stay here alone.”
“In course I would,” said the woman.

“Then I suggest that we cut up one of these oxen, and that you
cook as much of the meat as we can carry. We’ll build you a good
fire, and while you are at work, we’ll bundle up the best of these
quilts and blankets, and put the rest of your baggage in the wagons.
It will then be protected from the weather, and you will know where
to find it in case you should ever want to come after it. But we have
no time to waste. We ought to make at least eight or ten miles on
our way before dark.”
“You, Rube,” exclaimed the woman, suddenly, “get up an’ go to
work. Your pop’s machine is played out, our million dollars is up
stump, an’ we bein’ poor people agin, you’ve got to scratch with the
rest of us. Git up; you’ve been settin’ thar like a lump on a log long
enough.”
These words seemed to put a little life into Reuben. He found a
knife and went to work at one of the oxen; Fred and Archie gathered
a supply of wood and started a fire; while Eugene employed himself
in tying up the quilts and blankets. Everybody was busy except the
old man, who was still wasting his time with his machine.
While the boys were at work they found opportunity, now and
then, to glance up at the threatening clouds above them, and they
shivered involuntarily and looked askance at one another when they
thought of the long journey before them. It was evident that a
furious storm was raging, although they did not feel it, being
securely sheltered by the cliffs. But little snow fell where they were,
the gale carrying it across the gorge above their heads; but when it
came down to them, as it did now and then, when brought by an
eddying wind, it fell in a blinding shower, and gave them some idea
of what must be the state of affairs on the exposed prairie.
After two hours’ hard work, Archie announced that they were
ready to begin their journey. The Pike’s wife had cooked a supply of
meat sufficient to last three or four days, and they had also been
able to save from the wreck enough corn-meal and flour to make
about half a bushel of “slap-jacks,” which had been baked before the
fire on heated stones. Although the old man seemed to be very

much interested in his work, he kept an eye on all that was going
on, and when he saw that preparations for the start were being
made, he packed his machine carefully away in a blanket which he
had selected for the purpose, shouldered the bundle Archie pointed
out to him and marched cheerfully off with the others. He began to
act more like himself now. He had discovered that a few hours’ work
would make his machine just as good as it was before.
Archie, who was leading the way, had not gone many rods
before he told himself that their attempt to reach the Fort was
certain to prove a failure. He knew that the storm was a hard one,
but he had only a faint idea of its fury until he had fairly left the
shelter of the cliffs. In the first gully they entered the snow covered
the ground to the depth of three or four inches, and in some places
had been whirled into drifts that reached almost to the tops of his
boots. The main gully—the one that led to the valley in which the
wild horse had been captured—was even worse. If the storm
continued twenty-four hours longer, it would be quite impassable.
They kept bravely on, carrying the crying children by turns and
shifting their heavy bundles from one shoulder to the other, until
they came within sight of the prairie, and there they stopped. It was
folly to think of going farther.
Fred and Eugene were appalled at the sight presented to their
gaze, and Archie, who had witnessed many a New England snow-
storm, declared that he had never seen anything like it. They could
not see twenty yards in any direction, except down the gully from
which they had just emerged. Everything was concealed by the
drifting snow. The wind blew a gale, and the boys could not face it
for a moment. Fred and Eugene shielded their eyes with their arms
and looked at Archie to see what he thought about it.
“I am afraid to try it,” said the former. “The snow cuts like a
knife. I never saw anything like this in Louisiana. I am so cold
already that I can scarcely talk.”
“We can’t try it,” said Archie; “it is out of the question. We could
not go a quarter of a mile against this wind to save our lives.

Besides, just as soon as we got out of sight of the mountains, which
would be in less than two minutes, we should lose our way and that
would be the last of us. We must go back and wait until the storm is
over.”
Upon hearing this decision, Fred and Eugene quickly retreated to
the gully, where the Pike and his family had already taken refuge,
while Archie followed more leisurely, glancing back at the prairie
occasionally, looking up at the clouds, as if trying to judge of the
probable duration of the storm, and then fastening his eyes on the
ground, as if revolving some problem in his mind.
“We’re snowed up,” said he, when he joined his companions
again. “I was afraid of it, but it is nothing we can help, so we must
make the best of it. We must go back to the wagons. That is the
most sheltered spot I know of. Hadn’t you better go ahead and build
up the fire?” he added, turning to the Pike, who was shaking like a
man with the ague. “Your children will perish if you keep them out
here. We will follow you as soon as we leave something to guide our
friends, who will be certain to hunt us up in a few days.”

M
CHAPTER XII.
THE SILENT WITNESS.
EANWHILE Dick Lewis and those of the Club who remained at
the Fort, were awaiting the return of the wanderers with no
little impatience. Dick, who knew almost to an hour how long they
ought to be gone, exhibited no anxiety until the sixth day, and then
he began to be uneasy. He made frequent trips to the summit of a
high swell near the Fort, gazed long and earnestly in the direction
the boys had gone, looked dubiously at the clouds, and was always
moody and silent when he returned to the camp. On one occasion,
when he had been on the lookout nearly all day, he was met by
George Le Dell, who seemed to be greatly excited about something.
“What is it, youngster?” exclaimed the trapper. “Your face says
you’ve got news of some sort for me.”
“Come with me and see for yourself,” replied George. “I may be
mistaken, and certainly hope I am. I haven’t said a word about it,
for I didn’t want to excite any unnecessary alarm.”
George, followed by the trapper, made a wide circuit around the
camp, and entering the grove from the opposite side, walked into it
a short distance, and then stopped and pointed to a horse which
was hitched to one of the trees.
“I found him feeding with my horse, and brought him in here to
keep him until you came” said George. “I hope I have made a
mistake.”
“Wal, you hain’t,” said the trapper, bluntly. “That’s leetle Fred’s
hoss, if I ever seed him. Something’s happened to them keerless
fellers.”

“That’s what I was afraid of,” said George, an expression of
anxiety settling on his face. “You see he has a piece of rawhide rope
around his neck. He never broke that.”
“In course he didn’t,” said the trapper. “I’ve a notion to tell ole
Bob to give me a good wallopin’ fur lettin’ ’em go. The snow’ll be
four foot deep afore this time to-morrow, an’ something’s got to be
done, right quick.”
As the trapper spoke he untied the horse and led him through
the grove to the camp. Uncle Dick and all the boys were there, and,
as may be imagined, the trapper’s appearance created no little
commotion among them. They recognised Fred’s horse at once.
“Thar hain’t no need of wastin’ time an’ words over it,” said Dick,
hurriedly. “This hoss’s lariat has been cut with a knife, an’ he’s come
home. Fred didn’t cut it himself, in course; so something’s happened
to them boys, an’ me an’ Bob’s got to see about it, to onct. We’d
oughter gone two days ago. I kinder felt it in my bones.”
The Club and Uncle Dick said plainly enough by their actions that
if the trappers were going to look for the missing boys, they were
not going alone. A general rush was made for bridles, saddles and
weapons, and confusion reigned supreme until Uncle Dick took the
management of affairs into his own hands. Two of the boys were
directed to hitch the mules to the wagon, drive them up to the Fort
and request permission of the colonel to leave them there until they
should be called for; another was instructed to strike the tent and
pack it away in the wagon; another to get out a supply of bacon,
hard-tack and coffee sufficient to last them a week; and the two
trappers to saddle the horses. Uncle Dick himself bundled up the
blankets; and order being thus established, and each one having a
certain duty to perform, everything was done in a very short space
of time.
Colonel Gaylord readily promised to take charge of such of the
Club’s property as they wished to leave behind, and took the trouble
to come down to camp to see what the matter was. When he had

heard Uncle Dick’s story, he generously offered him a squad of
cavalry to assist in hunting up the boys, but the trappers said they
didn’t need it.
In half an hour the whole party were in the saddle and the Fort
was out of sight. Frank Nelson, of course, led the way. He went at
such a rate of speed that the foot-hills were reached a little after
midnight, and there Dick Lewis ordered a halt. The storm was by
this time fairly under way, and a terrible one it was, too. Walter and
the rest of the boys from Louisiana, who had never experienced
anything of the kind before, were amazed at its violence, and even
Uncle Dick and the two trappers, who had “roughed it” all their lives,
said it was something rather out of the ordinary. It continued all
night, and the next morning the little hollows between the swells
were filled with snow. The wind seemed to blow with redoubled
force as the day advanced, but it was at their backs, and by keeping
close along the edge of the hills, Uncle Dick and his party were in
some measure protected from its fury. They were all warmly clad
and suffered but little from the cold. They did not stop again until
near the middle of the afternoon, and then a circumstance happened
which gave the Club an opportunity to gain some idea of the
wonderful skill in woodcraft possessed by their two backwoods
companions. Dick Lewis, who was riding by Frank’s side, suddenly
drew rein, turned his horse’s head toward the willows which lined
the base of the hills, and after snuffing the air a few times, looked
inquiringly at old Bob. The latter nodded his head and Dick
exclaimed: “It hain’t fur off. We must go back.”
“What isn’t far off, and why must we go back?” asked George.
“I smell smoke,” replied Dick.
The boys looked at one another a moment, but none of them
could understand the matter.
“Now I’ll tell you what’s a fact,” said Perk. “Suppose you do smell
smoke; what of it?”

“Why thar’s a fire around here somewhere,” answered the
trapper; “an’ whar thar’s a fire thar must have been somebody to set
it agoin’.”
The boys understood it now, and exhibited no little surprise.
They snuffed the air repeatedly, but their senses were not as keen
as those of the trappers, and they could detect no smell of smoke.
But Dick and old Bob could, and they followed it up with all the
sagacity of a brace of hounds. They skirted the hills for a quarter of
a mile or more, breasting the fierce wind which almost took their
breath away, and then Dick suddenly reined his horse into the
willows. He kept straight ahead, turning neither to the right nor left,
and presently brought his companions within sight of the fire.
The boys were greatly disappointed. They had confidently
expected to find Archie and his friends there, but they saw no one
except a solitary stranger, who was doubled up over a small bed of
coals, rubbing his palms together and shaking violently in every limb.
His hands and face were blue with cold. He glanced up as they
approached, and then looked down into the fire again.
“Hallo, stranger!” cried Dick. “Whar mought you be a travellin’
to?”
“I’m lost,” was the faint reply, “an’ starvin’ an’ freezin’.”
“Sho!” exclaimed the trapper; “freezin’ with a fire in front of you
an’ all this timber around you!”
“Boys,” said Uncle Dick, “unpack the provisions, a couple of you,
and the rest of us cut some wood. This poor fellow is so nearly
benumbed that he can’t keep his fire going.”
A few minutes’ work made a great change in the appearance of
the stranger’s camp. Three or four small trees had been cut down
for the horses to browse upon; the fire was roaring cheerfully; a
coffee-pot and several slices of bacon were spattering on the coals;
and the bushes and saplings had been cleared away for a space of
twenty feet or more, and piled on one side of the camp to protect it
from the fury of the wind. The kind-hearted and thoughtful George,

noticing that the stranger’s well-worn clothing was but a poor
protection against the wintry blasts, had thrown a pair of heavy
blankets over his shoulders; but he was so cold that he hugged the
fire long after all the rest had begun to back away from it. The boys
were eager to hear how he came there, but old Bob restrained their
impatience. “A man that’s hungry an’ half froze can’t talk,” said he.
“Wait till he gets warmed up with a pot or two of hot coffee, an’
stows away a few pounds of them bacon an’ crackers, an’ his tongue
will run lively enough, I tell you.”
The old trapper was mistaken for once, however. The stranger
emptied his cup as fast as it was filled for him, and disposed of three
men’s share of the bacon and biscuits, but they seemed to have no
effect on his tongue. He was as dumb as a wooden man, and
seemed uneasy in the presence of those who had fed and warmed
him.
At length Uncle Dick began questioning him, telling him also that
if he would let them know where he wanted to go the trappers
would put him on his course; and furthermore, they would give him
provisions enough to last him until he reached his destination. He
finally succeeded in getting the stranger started on his story, which
he told in such a way that none of his auditors believed a word of it.
He said he had belonged to a wagon-train which had been attacked
by the Indians. The most of the emigrants had been massacred, all
the stock driven off and he had barely escaped with his life. It
happened a week ago, and he had had nothing to eat since.
Uncle Dick and his party heard him through, and then settled
back and looked their disbelief. If there had been any Indian
depredations during the week that had just passed, Colonel Gaylord
would not have been ignorant of the fact, and they would have been
certain to have heard of it through him. The impression at once
became general that the man had been doing something that would
not bear investigation, else why had he trumped up such a story?
They made no remark, however, and it is probable that the stranger
would have been permitted to go his way without any further

questioning or offers of assistance from them, had it not been for
one little circumstance. There was a witness against him which he
had not thought of, and Frank was the one who discovered it. The
latter, who was sitting on the opposite side of the fire with his hands
clasping his knees, suddenly straightened up and looked closely at
something lying on the ground by the stranger’s side. Presently he
arose and walking over to him, laid hold of the object, which was
concealed from the view of the others by the blankets that George
Le Dell had thrown over the man’s shoulders. As he made an effort
to lift it, the stranger seized it and held it fast. The expression on
Frank’s face brought the Club to their feet in a twinkling.
“Let go,” said Frank, earnestly. “I want to see what you’ve got
here.”
“It’s mine,” said the stranger.
“Well, I must see it and know how you came by it. Let go.”
The man still held fast to the object, whatever it was, and Frank,
seizing it with both hands wrenched it out of his grasp, jerking off
the blankets at the same time, and bringing to light a Maynard rifle
—the mate to his own. It was so much like it, in fact, that when the
rifles were first purchased by the cousins, they could never tell them
apart until they had had their names engraved on them. Frank was
so well acquainted with the weapon that he would have known it
had he seen it in Asia. He turned it up, and there was Archie’s name
on the butt-plate. He read the name aloud, and the boys flocked
about him with exclamations of wonder, each one taking the rifle
into his own hands and giving it a good looking over. It was so
unexpected, this finding of Archie’s property in the possession of a
stranger, that they wanted the evidence of their own eyes before
they could believe it.
“Now I’ll just tell you what’s a fact,” said Perk, who was the first
to speak, “you’ve been up to something. Where did you get it?”
“Hand out the cartridges,” said Frank, finding that there was an
empty shell in the chamber of the rifle.

“What’s that thar stickin’ out thar?” exclaimed old Bob, suddenly.
Bob pushed away the stranger’s leg and snatched up a belt
containing two revolvers. They were Eugene’s, and every one about
the fire recognised them.
“You’ve been up to something, I tell you,” said Perk.
“Hand out the cartridges,” repeated Frank.
“I hain’t got none,” replied Simon Cool, for it was he. “I didn’t
have but one load for the rifle, and I tried to get something to eat
with that.”
“When did you last see the boys who own these things?” asked
Uncle Dick.
“Two days ago.”
“How many of them were they, and were they all right?”
Simon replied that there were three of them, and that the last
time he saw them they were safe and sound, and in no danger of
suffering from cold or hunger; and then, in obedience to Uncle Dick’s
command, went on to tell his story—the true story this time—to
which his auditors listened with much more attention than they had
given when he related his first one. He told everything just as we
have told it, and when his story was ended, Dick Lewis declared that
they had rested long enough, and ordered an immediate start.
The sorrow which Simon Cool pretended to feel for the wrong he
had done, did not secure his release, as he had hoped it would.
Uncle Dick did not know how much faith to put in him. They might
not find the boys where Simon said he had left them; or if they did
find them, they might not be all right after all. Then, too, they might
have more to tell than Simon had seen fit to disclose; and taking all
these things into consideration, Uncle Dick decided that the man
should be detained until they had opportunity to satisfy themselves
of the truth of his statements.

Frank’s horse, being the largest and strongest animal in the
party, was given over to Dick Lewis, who took Simon up behind him
and carried him during the rest of the journey. So impatient were
they all to find the missing boys, that their halts were few and far
between, and they made such good headway, in spite of the snow-
drifts, that they reached the mouth of the gully on the afternoon of
the second day after the finding of Simon Cool. The gully was filled
with snow, and as it had not been recently disturbed, they knew that
the boys were still finding shelter under the cliffs.
While Dick and Bob were breaking a road for the horses, the
former, whose eyes were everywhere, called Frank’s attention to
something. It was a smooth, bare spot on a beech tree, from which
the bark had been cleared by a knife or hatchet. Frank became
excited at once. He floundered through a deep drift, brushed the
snow off the tree, and calling the attention of his companions, read
aloud the following, which had been written with a lead-pencil:
“Nov. 12th.—All well and hearty, but don’t like being weather-
bound. If we must be snowed up again, should rather have it done
in summer. Take the first right-hand gully, then the next right-hand
one, and you will find us before you have gone a quarter of a mile.”
“Well, the boys are in good heart,” said Uncle Dick, and the long
breath that came up from his broad chest showed the relief he felt.
“I knowed we’d find them keerless fellers all right,” said Dick
Lewis.
“And here’s something else that I can’t quite make out,” said
Frank, still studying the writing on the tree. “Archie always writes a
horrible hand when he’s in a hurry.”
“Perhaps his fingers were cold,” said Walter.
“It is dated November 16,” continued Frank.
“That was yesterday,” said Uncle Dick, with some uneasiness.
“No bad news, I hope. Try and make it out if you can.”

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