"
"What is it?" asked Rand in bewilderment.
"Monkey Rae," cried Pepper; "he's stolen our fish! Come on, boys.
After him!"
"Well, of all things!" exclaimed Rand, "that takes the cake."
"I t-t-think it takes t-t-the fish," amended Pepper, as he dashed
away.
The boys set out at once in pursuit of the thief, but he had too
long a start, and perhaps, some knowledge of the locality, and
after a vain hunt they straggled back to the boat without having
found any trace of him.
"Well, that's the meanest thing yet," grumbled Pepper, looking at
the overturned stove. "The oil has all run out and we can't cook any
more," he went on, with so gloomy an expression that, in spite of
their anger against Monkey Rae, the others could not help laughing.
CHAPTER VII
THE COLONEL
"What's the matter, boys?" said a cheery voice behind them, and
they turned quickly to meet the smiling glance of a man who was
sitting on a rock at the edge of the glade.
He was tall, erect, and of military bearing. Quick and alert, in
spite of his snow-white hair and mustache.
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