A MISSING LANDMARK
The searchlight was watched with interest for fully quarter of an
hour. It was, of course, visible only now and then, but from the
shafts of light seen, those on the steam yacht were certain somebody
was moving from the north side of the isle to the location of the
treasure cave.
"We ought to head them off, if possible," declared Anderson Rover.
"Should that be Merrick's crowd and they meet my sons there will
surely be trouble!"
"Let us go ashore without delay!" said Songbird, who was sorry he had
not accompanied the Rover boys.
"That's what I say!" added Fred. "We can take plenty of lights."
"I vos not von pit sleepy," declared Hans. "I go kvick, of you said
so, Mr. Rofer."
"If yo' go, don't forgit Aleck!" pleaded the colored man.
"You shall go, Aleck," answered Mr. Rover, who knew he could depend
upon the colored man in any emergency.
"I hope you find Dick, and Tom and Sam," said Dora. "It was foolish
for them to go off alone."
"And don't let Merrick hurt anybody," pleaded Nellie.
It was quickly decided that the party to go ashore should be composed
of Mr. Rover, Bahama Bill, Aleck, and the three boys. Nearly everybody
went armed, and the party carried with them a small electric
searchlight, run by a "pocket" battery, and two oil lanterns. They
also took with them some provisions, and a pick, a shovel and a
crowbar, for Bahama Bill said there might be some digging to do to get
at the treasure.
Had it not been for the small searchlight it would have been next to
impossible to find the opening through the reef during the night. But
the light was all that was needed, and they came through with little
more than a shower of spray touching them. Bahama Bill and Mr. Rover
rowed the boat and soon brought the craft to a point where they
disembarked without difficulty.
"The boys did not land here," said Anderson Rover, after a look along
the sandy shore for footprints. "But they must have come in somewhere
around here."
"Let's call for them," suggested Songbird, and this was done, but no
reply came back.
"They have started on the hunt for the cave, just as I supposed they
would," said Mr. Rover.
"Den let us git aftah dem directly," said Aleck. "I feels like I could
tramp all night widout half tryin'!"
Tying up the rowboat, and shouldering their tools and provisions, they
set off along the shore of Horseshoe Bay, just as the three Rover boys
had done. Bahama Bill led the way, with Mr. Rover beside him, carrying
the electric light, which gave out fully as much light as did the
acetylene gas lamp carried by Merrick.
"Here are some footprints!" cried Mr. Rover, after a short distance
had been covered.
"Dem was made by our boys!" cried Aleck, after a minute examination.
"I know dem shoes, fo' I has shined 'em many de time!"
"If they walked in that direction they took the wrong course," was
Bahama Bill's comment. "Like as not they got turned around among the
trees an' in the dark."
"We must locate the party with that strong light we saw from the
yacht," said Mr. Rover. "Perhaps in doing that we'll come up to my
sons."
Once on shore, the old tar said he remembered the locality well, and
he did not hesitate in pushing forward, across the path taken by the
three Rover boys, and then to a trail which the Rovers had missed.
They had to climb a small hill, and here it was that Bahama Bill
showed the first signs of perplexity.
"Queer!" he muttered, coming to a halt and gazing around. "Mighty
queer!"
"What is queer?" questioned Anderson Rover.
"This looks changed to me. When I was here afore there was a rock
yonder, an' the crowd placed a mark on it fer a guide as I told ye.
Ain't no rock there now!" And he scratched his head as if he was
afraid he was not seeing aright.
"When you were here was a good many years ago," said Songbird. "The
rock may have tumbled down the hill. Let us look around."
This advice was followed, and after a long hunt a rock was found in a
hollow. It had a peculiar mark cut upon it.
"That's it!" cried Bahama Bill, in delight. "I knew it must be around
here somewhere--but what made that big rock tumble down?"
"Maybe somepody pushed him ofer," said Hans.
"Four men couldn't budge that rock," declared Fred.
"I believe an earthquake must have done it," came from Anderson Rover,
and suddenly his face grew grave. "I trust no earthquake has disturbed
the treasure cave," he added.
They pushed on, but scarcely had they covered a quarter of a mile when
Bahama Bill called another halt. And well he might, for the trail they
had been following came to an abrupt end in front of a pit several
rods in diameter and twenty to thirty feet deep. The bottom of the pit
was choked up with rocks, dead trees and brushwood.
"What now?" asked Mr. Rover, and his tone betrayed his uneasiness.
"This wasn't here afore," said the old tar, briefly. He was so
"stumped" he could scarcely speak.
"You are sure?"
"Dead certain."
"Then this isle has undoubtedly been visited by an earthquake within
the last few years."
"Thet's it, Mr. Rover."
"Maybe the trail can be picked up on the other side of the hole," came
from Fred. "Let us walk around."
He and some of the others started to do so, but soon came to a place
where walking became uncertain and dangerous. Song bird went into one
hole up to his waist and poor Hans disappeared entirely.
"Hellup! hellup!" roared the German boy. "Bull me owid, somepody!"
Aleck was close at hand, and reaching down into the hole he got hold
of Hans' hand. It was a hard pull, but presently Anderson Rover took
hold, too, and between him and the colored man they got the German
youth to the surface. Hans' face and clothing were covered with dust
and dirt and he was scratched in several places,
"I dink I was goin' t'rough to Chiny!" he said. "You pet my life I vos
careful after dis vere I valk, yah!"
"The earthquake seems to have left this part of the isle full of pits
and holes," said Mr. Rover. "I hope my boys have managed to steer
clear of the dangerous places."
They soon found they had to turn back, and now Bahama Bill frankly
declared that he was "all at sea," as he put it.
"Every landmark I knew has been swept away," he said. "All I can say
is, the cave is in that direction," and he pointed with his hand. "But
it may be buried out o' sight now," he added, dismally.
There was nothing to do but to retrace their steps, and this they did
as far as they were able.
They had covered about half the distance when they saw a shaft of
light shoot around the treetops near them.
"There is that strange light!" cried Songbird.
"Let us find out what it is!" added Fred.
They tried to follow the light and in doing this became hopelessly
lost in the jungle. Then one of the boys struck one of the oil
lanterns on a rock and smashed it, thus doing away with that much of
the illumination they carried.
"We must be careful," said Anderson Rover. "We are making no progress
so far as the treasure is concerned. We had better try to find our way
back to the shore, and try to find my sons." And this was agreed to by
all.
But it was no easy matter to get back to the shore, and an hour later
found them in a tangle of undergrowth. Aleck was ahead, accompanied by
Fred and Songbird.
"Hark! I heah something!" cried the colored man, presently.
"Somebody is calling!" cried Songbird.
"Maybe it's Dick and the others!" added Fred.
They called in return and then they fired off a pistol. There was a
brief silence and then came the call once more.
"Come on, dis way!" yelled Aleck, and plunged through the underbrush
with the boys following.
He continued to call and at last made out the voices of Dick, Tom and
Sam quite plainly.
"I'se found de boys!" cried the colored man in delight. "I'se found de
boys!" And he plunged on again until he gained the clearing where the
three lads were tied to the trees. With his pocketknife he cut their
bonds.
"Good for you, Aleck!" cried Dick. "I am more than glad to see you!"
"And so am I," added Sam and Tom in a breath.
Then the others came up, and the Rover boys had to tell their story,
to which the members of the second party listened with the keenest of
interest.