TEE MYSTERIOUS HOUSE IN THE WOODS
"We don't want anyone to see us," remarked Jack, as they came to a halt
on the edge of the clearing.
"Oh, them Germans won't know but what you're simply out huntin',"
answered Jed Wallop.
Nevertheless, the boys were anxious to approach the old house
unobserved, and so skirted the clearing and crossed the mountain road,
which at this point was lined with thick pines. Then they entered the
forest again, coming up presently at a point in the rear of the building
where there was a small barn and also several sheds.
The Parkingham house was a rambling structure which had seen better
days. One end sagged, and here a porch post had fallen away, along with
several steps. But the other end of the long building had evidently been
put in some kind of repair, for some boards on the piazza were new, as
were also several window sashes. All the curtains were drawn down.
"Somebody mast be living here," remarked Randy. "Otherwise they wouldn't
have gone to the trouble and expense of making repairs."
They looked around the old house carefully, but could see nobody. Then
they peered into the barn.
"No horses here," announced Gif. "And that big sleigh isn't here
either."
"Then, if those Germans live here, they must be away on a trip,"
remarked Jack after a pause.
"I don't see anything suspicious around this place," said Andy.
The barn showed signs of use, and so did the other outbuildings, and
there were numerous tracks in the snow leading from the barn to the
house. At the well some water had been spilled, and this had not yet had
time to freeze.
"They can't have gone away so very long ago," was Gif's comment. He
turned to the others. "Well, what's the next move?"
"I don't see why you don't walk right up and knock on the door, and if
them fellers are around have a talk with 'em," declared Jed Wallop. "If
they are above board, they won't hesitate about answerin' questions."
"Let us wait around the barn for a while and see if anybody comes in or
goes out," suggested Jack. He could not get it out of his mind how
queerly the Germans had acted, and he felt certain that something was
wrong and that the fellows ought to be reported to the authorities.
"Gee! it's rather cold around here," remarked Fred, as they walked up
and down in the big barn to keep warm.
"I'm going to cover myself in the hay if you fellows are going to stay
here any length of time," cried Andy, and in a playful mood he and his
twin made a dash for what looked to be a large quantity of hay at one
side of the barn. Both burrowed down in this, and then Randy set up a
cry of surprise.
"Hello! this isn't a pile of hay at all. It's bundles of wire!"
"Bundles of wire?" queried Jack.
"What kind of wire?" asked Gif.
"Looks like fence wire, or telegraph wire, to me," said Andy, who was
holding some of the hay to one side so that he might get a better look
at what was underneath. "It looks brand new, too."
There were numerous coils of the wire, and these the cadets and Jed
Wallop looked at with interest. Then they found several packing cases,
all nailed up tightly and marked in English and in German.
"This is certainly queer," said Jack.
"Say, what's the matter with opening one or two of the cases and seeing
what's in 'em?" suggested Fred.
"Have we any right to do that?" asked Gif doubtfully.
"We'll take the right," decided Jack. "I'm satisfied that those fellows
are up to no good. You know what Tony Duval said when they asked him to
do something."
Not far from the barn was a woodshed, and here the cadets procured an
axe and a hammer. With these implements they managed to pry open one of
the packing cases. Inside was what looked to be electrical machinery,
but just what it was they could not make out.
"Looks like that telephone or telegraph line all right enough," remarked
Randy. "But what are those fellows going to do with any such line as
that away up here?"
"It's a riddle, ain't it?" remarked Jed Wallop. "Jest the same, that
stuff looks mighty suspicious to me."
They continued their investigation, and behind the packing cases found
some machinery. All of it was new and strange to them.
"If they've got so much queer stuff out here in the barn, how much more
do you suppose they've got in the house?" questioned Fred.
"If I was sure no one was at home I'd be strongly tempted to find a way
inside and take a look around," said Jack.
"Come ahead and do it!" burst out Randy. "I don't believe there's a soul
around."
"I'll tell you what I'll do," said Jack finally. "You keep out of sight,
and I'll go out on the road and walk toward the house and knock on the
door. Then, if anybody comes, I'll say that I'm out hunting and would
like to buy a bit to eat. They can't refuse me a bite, and that will
give me a little chance to look around while I'm inside."
"I don't think you ought to go alone," said Gif. "They know there are a
bunch of us at the Lodge and they would be rather suspicious if you were
by yourself. Why not let me go with you?"
So it was arranged, and, leaving the others hidden in the barn, the two
cadets started to walk through the woods to the road.
"Keep your guns with you," advised Jed Wallop. "And if you git into
anything like a tight place, shoot off one of the guns as a signal and
we'll be to the rescue in no time."
The two boys were soon out on the lonely mountain road, and then they
headed for the old house. Boldly mounting the main piazza, they knocked
sharply on the door.
At first there was no response, and the lads were just congratulating
themselves on the fact that the premises were deserted when they heard
shuffling footsteps. Then came the tremulous voice of an elderly woman
speaking in broken English.
"Who ist der? Vat you vants?"
"We are a couple of boys out hunting," answered Jack. "We would like to
know if we can buy something to eat."
"I haf nodings for you. You besser go somevhere else."
"Can't we come in and get warm?" asked Gif.
"_Nein._ You go avay."
"Who lives here?" questioned Jack loudly, for the woman had made no
attempt to open the door.
"Dis ist Mister Bauermann's house."
"Is he in? I'd like very much to speak to him. I am sure he would let us
have something to eat," went on Jack in the smoothest tone he could
command.
"Do you know Mister Bauermann?" questioned the woman cautiously.
"Isn't he the gentleman who has been riding around here in his sleigh
with two or three other men?" asked Gif. "If he is," he continued, "we
have met him near my father's place."
"I think you might at least let us have a little to eat. We're willing
to pay well for it," broke in Jack. "Just a little bread and butter, and
maybe a cup of hot coffee or tea if you have it."
"I can't open de door for you," said the woman firmly. "Mister Bauermann
he gifs orders not to let anypody in de house. You haf to go avay unt
get somedings to eat somevhere else."
"When do you expect Mr. Bauermann back?" asked Gif.
"Dot I can't say. Maybe he was come back by dinner time, unt maybe not
bis night."
"All right then, we'll go. But I think you are rather mean not to sell
us something to eat," said Jack.
To this the woman did not make any reply, but they heard her fumbling at
the door, evidently making certain that the lock and bolt were secure.
As there seemed nothing else to do, the two cadets retired, and, feeling
that the woman must be watching them from behind the tightly drawn
curtains at the windows, walked on down the rough road until a bend hid
the house from view. Then they came up through the woods again and
rejoined those at the barn.
"Well, we found out one thing, anyway," declared Jack. "There is a woman
keeping guard in the house, and the menfolks are all away and won't be
back until noon or to-night."
"Evidently those chaps are very secretive," said Gif. "I agree with Jack
that the whole thing looks mighty suspicious."
"Do you intend to wait around here until those Germans come back?" asked
Fred a bit impatiently.
"Why not go out on a hunt and come back later?" suggested Randy.
"That's the talk!" broke in Andy. "I'm getting tired of hanging around
here doing nothing." To him it had been a long wait while the others had
gone to the house.
"I suppose we might as well go on a hunt," announced Gif. "Anyway, I'm
willing to do whatever the others say."
So it was decided that they should go off on a hunt, to return to the
house either later that day or else on the day following. This suited
Jed Wallop, for the old hunter did not feel in the humor for
investigating the old mansion or the Germans staying there.
"Come on, come on," said he, "and maybe we'll git a chance at a fox or
two."
"Now you're saying something!" cried Fred.
Leaving the old Parkingham house and outbuildings behind, they struck
off through the woods, crossed the mountain road and a small frozen-up
watercourse, and then mounted one of the hills lying to the northwest of
Cedar Lodge. Here they found traveling rather difficult, and more than
once the old hunter said he wished they were on snowshoes.
"Purty hard to use 'em at first," said he. "But after a while travelin'
that way gits to be as easy as the reg'lar way."
"Oh, we know something about snowshoes," said Jack. "But we didn't think
we'd need any on this trip."
They tramped around for the rest of the forenoon, managing to stir up
several rabbits, and also a partridge, which Fred was fortunate enough
to bring down. Then they built a small campfire and made themselves a
pot of hot chocolate and had this with the lunch they had brought along.
The middle of the afternoon found them in the location Jed Wallop had
had in mind when speaking of foxes. The old hunter told all of them to
be on the alert.
"You know Mr. Fox ain't goin' to stand still to be shot at," said he
quizzically. "As soon as he spots you he'll be off quicker than greased
lightning."
They advanced with caution, and had hardly proceeded a hundred yards
when Jed Wallop suddenly put up his hand for silence. They were coming
to a series of rocks, and beyond this was a small clearing, backed up by
brushwood still thickly covered with snow. They looked over toward this
brushwood in the direction which Jed Wallop pointed out, and there saw a
fox standing on a high rock, gazing expectantly at the woods beyond.