BLACKIE THORNE
AT CAMP LENAPE
CARL SAXON
Author of
“The Mystery at Camp Lenape”
BOOKS, INC.
NEW YORK BOSTON
COPYRIGHT 1940, 1931 BY BOOKS, INC.
MANUFACTURED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
For
BILL SIMMONS
companion of tent and trail
CONTENTS
- I. Tent Four 7
- II. The Councilor 17
- III. After Taps 30
- IV. A Hard Case 39
- V. Treasure 53
- VI. The Hermit’s House 59
- VII. Initiation 69
- VIII. The Snipe Hunt 81
- IX. A Rainy Day 97
- X. The Lie 111
- XI. Kangaroo Court 123
- XII. The Hut on Black Pond 135
- XIII. Robbery by Night 150
- XIV. The Spring-House 166
- XV. The Last Race 179
- XVI. The End—and the Beginning 198
BLACKIE THORNE AT
CAMP LENAPE
CHAPTER I
TENT FOUR
“We’ve been working on the ra-a-ailroad
All the livelong day——”
Two enormous hay-wains, full and runningover with a tumbling mass of boys, turneda bend in the narrow country road.
Blackie Thorne was the foremost boy on thefirst wagon. He clambered up on the narrow seatwith so much eagerness to view the camp and thelake that he almost knocked over the stolid farmerwho was driving the team. His first view ofcamp!
There it lay on the wooded slope above theshining lake and the boat dock, a large whitelodge with a flag floating lazily above it, and tworows of canvas tents lost among trees to the rightbut showing clearly against the gray mountainsbeyond, with their heavy covering of tall pinessticking up like spikes along the skyline. CampLenape, where the wonderful things his friendstold about had happened. Why, anything mighthappen in such a marvelous place as the campwhich grew nearer every minute as the slowhorses plodded their way along the dusty road!
Blackie squirmed with excitement and jerkedhis arm so that it hit the head of the drivingfarmer and knocked his wide straw ha