"
He had gone but a short distance when he heard a loud "hello," and
looked up to see a strange boy in the Scout uniform standing on
the rocks not far above him.
"Hello!" called the boy again; "who are you?"
"Hello!" he replied. "Pepper Blake. Who are you?"
"Tom Brown," replied the other, then, with his trumpet, sending out
a call that went echoing among the rocks until it brought back an
answering call. "Say, hold on until I get down there," he said,
addressing Pepper, then clambering down until he stood beside the
lost boy. "Do you know we have been hunting all over for you?"
"No," replied Pepper; "but I am mighty glad to see you just the
same."
"How did you get down here?" went on Tom.
"Tumbled down, mainly," was the reply. "I took a drop from the top
of the hill yonder."
By this time several more of the boys, who were members of the
Highpoint Patrol, had joined them and began to ply the object of
their search with questions.
"Hold on a minute," said one of them. "Say, Pepper, ain't you
hungry?"
"Well, I had a bite," he confessed; "but that was a good while ago,
and I want to get on with this message.
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