OFF FOR SNOWSHOE ISLAND
"What an awfully large place New York is!"
It was Ruth who uttered the words while she was taking a ride down Fifth
Avenue in company with Jack and his sister and several of the others.
It was the day after Christmas, and Spouter had arrived at noon,
bringing his cousin May and Ruth with him. The young folks were taking a
ride previous to stopping at the Grand Central Terminal to meet Gif, who
was to come later.
"You won't find many places larger," answered Dick. He felt very happy
to think that Ruth was beside him, and more so because Ruth and his
sister seemed to become good friends from the very moment they met.
Behind the first auto came a second, containing Spouter, May, Mary, and
Fred. They, too, were enjoying themselves, the youngest Rover doing what
he could to point out the various places of interest to Spouter's fair
cousin.
The Rover boys, aided by Mary and Martha, had laid their plans for the
next five days with care. The young folks were to be taken to Central
and Bronx Parks, to several well-known theaters, and also to the Grand
Opera, and Mrs. Dick Rover had arranged to give a party at her home in
the visitors' honor.
Mary and Martha had been eager to hear about Clearwater Hall, and the
two girl visitors were not slow in singing the praises of that
institution.
"Oh, I think I'd like to go there!" cried Martha. "What do you think,
Mary?"
"I think I'd like to go myself, now that we know somebody there," was
her cousin's reply. Mary had always been a little shy.
During those days of pleasure in New York only one thing occurred to mar
the happiness of the young folks. That was one afternoon when all of
them went over to Central Park for a couple of hours to enjoy the
skating. There, quite unexpectedly, they ran into Nappy Martell. He
favored the Rover boys with a black look, and then lost himself in the
crowd of skaters.
"He certainly has no love for us," was Jack's comment. "If he could
possibly do us an injury, I think he would do it."
But aside from this incident the young folks had nothing to worry them,
and they spent a most agreeable time on the ice. They talked a good
deal of nonsense, and often laughed when there was no apparent cause for
so doing, but that was due entirely to their high spirits. When they
returned to the Rover homes the girls had a glow in their cheeks and a
sparkle in their eyes that made them more beautiful than ever.
"That Ruth Stevenson is certainly a handsome girl," whispered Mrs. Dick
Rover to her husband.
"So she is, Dora," answered Dick. "And if you'll notice, our Jack has
quite an eye for her," he added dryly.
"Oh, Dick! you don't suppose he's smitten with her? Why, he's so young!"
"I'm not saying anything about that, Dora. I can't help but remember
that I was smitten with you the first time I saw you," and at this Dora
Rover gave her husband a warm look that meant a great deal.
May had not forgotten her promise to her Cousin Spouter, and during the
visit she did all she could to impress on the older folks the charms of
life at Clearwater Hall. She told of what fine teachers there were at
the school, how rapidly most of the pupils advanced in their studies,
and of the good times to be had there.
"And I do hope that you will let Mary and Martha join us," she
concluded. "I am sure they will feel perfectly at home there, and that
they will be as well taught, if not better, than they would be if they
remained here in the city."
"I'll think it over, May," answered Mrs. Sam Rover; and Martha's mother
said the same.
Jack and his cousins had already sent a letter to Barney Stevenson,
completing the arrangements for going up to Snowshoe Island. Now came a
brief communication from the old lumberman, stating that he would be on
the look-out for them, and would do all he could to make their outing
enjoyable.
"What a nice letter for him to write!" exclaimed Ruth, when Jack showed
her the communication. "Oh, I do hope you'll be able to fix up this
difference between old Uncle Barney and my folks! It's dreadful to have
him on the outs with our family."
"As I said before, Ruth, I'll do what I can," Jack replied.
With so much going on, the holidays sped by swiftly, and all too soon it
was time for the visitors to take their departure. Spouter and Gif both
wished they could accompany the Rovers to Snowshoe Island, but this was
not to be, as they had already made other arrangements.
"But have a good time," said Spouter.
"Don't forget to lay low a few deer and a bear or two," added Gif.
"Good gracious! you don't expect them to shoot bears, do you?" exclaimed
May, in some alarm.
"I don't believe there are any bears on that island, are there?" came
from Ruth.
"There are very few bears anywhere," answered Jack. "Gif was only
fooling. The biggest game that we may possibly see will be a deer,
although even they are growing scarce. We may see nothing bigger than
squirrels, rabbits and partridges, and maybe a mink or a fox."
The Rover boys accompanied the others to the Grand Central Terminal.
Here Jack managed to have a few words in private with Ruth, and at the
conclusion he gave her hand so tight a squeeze that she blushed. Then
the visitors boarded the train and in a minute more were gone.
"And now to get ready for the trip to Snowshoe Island!" cried Randy.
"That's the talk!" returned his twin.
The boys were to leave for Rockville, the nearest railroad station to
Snowshoe Island, on the day after New Year's. They spent several hours
in packing their things, being advised in that matter by their fathers,
who, as my old readers know, had been on many hunting expeditions before
them.
"Now, there is no use of my giving you any advice on how to handle your
firearms," said Dick Rover. "I have given you that advice before, and
you ought to remember what I said."
"I do, Dad," answered his son. "And I'm sure the others remember, too."
"And I want you two boys to keep out of mischief," put in Tom Rover,
addressing his twins. "Of course, you can have all the fun you please,
but let it be good, innocent nonsense. Don't do anything mean, and don't
do anything to get somebody else into trouble."
"And my advice is, to go slow and be careful," added Sam Rover. "In
other words: 'Look before you leap'----"
"As the clown in the circus said," finished Tom Rover, "when he thought
he was going to jump through a paper hoop and found instead that it was
a solid white barrel-head;" and at this little joke there was a general
laugh.
The boys had already told their fathers about the doings of Nappy
Martell and Slugger Brown.
"Nappy Martell is evidently the son of his father," remarked Dick Rover.
"The senior Martell is just as domineering, and not one bit more
reliable. Down in Wall Street we've been watching him pretty closely."
"Yes, and he needed watching," put in Tom Rover. "To my mind, if he
isn't a fraud, he's pretty close to it."
"You said something about his underhanded work before," came from Sam.
"If he is a swindler, I certainly hope that sooner or later they expose
him."
The boys had learned that Rockville was a town of considerable
importance and boasted of several good-sized stores. They felt certain
that they could buy all the supplies needed at that place, so it would
be unnecessary to get them in New York. They, however, took along all
the clothing that was needed, and likewise their guns and a good supply
of ammunition.
"Now do be careful!" pleaded Mrs. Tom Rover, when they were ready to
depart. "I don't want any of you to get shot."
"Don't you worry, Ma. We'll be careful all right enough," answered
Randy, as he kissed her good-bye.
Several of the neighboring boys had come to see them off, and there was
a little bit of envy as these watched the Rovers depart. They went to
the railroad station in one of the limousines, only the two girls going
with them to see them off.
"Now don't get hurt, Jack," said Martha, when it was almost time for him
to take the train. "Remember, if you do, Ruth will never forgive
you," and she gave her brother a roguish look which, somehow, made his
cheeks burn.
[Illustration: "WHAT A NICE LETTER FOR HIM TO WRITE!" EXCLAIMED RUTH.
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"Aw, cut that, Martha!" he answered. And then, of a sudden, he
continued: "You join those girls at Clearwater Hall, and I'll pick a
fine cadet for you to go out with."
"Boo!" cried Martha, and put out the tip of her tongue at him. "Who said
I wanted any of your old cadets!" Then, as he and his cousins ran for
the train, she waved him an affectionate farewell.
The boys had obtained seats in advance in one of the parlor cars, and
soon they made themselves comfortable. They talked over what had
happened while their visitors had been with them, and presently
commenced to discuss the expected hunting on and around Snowshoe Island.
"We ought to have a dandy two weeks," was Fred's comment. "Just think of
it! For fourteen days we'll be able to do exactly as we please!"
"Yum-yum!" added Randy. "Sleep as long as you please, eat when you
please and as much as you please, and shoot all the game you want to!
What more could a fellow want?"
"And cut all the firewood you want to! And wash all the dirty dishes you
want to! And miss all the really good game you want to----" commenced
Andy.
"Jump on him!"
"Throw him out of the window!"
"Let's make him go without his supper to-night!"
So the cries went on as the three others caught Andy by the arms and by
the coat collar.
"Hold up! I surrender!" gasped the fun-loving youth. "Let up! will you?"
"You've got to promise to be good and not throw cold water on our
hopes," announced Jack. "We're going to have the best time ever on
Snowshoe Island. And not a thing is going to happen to mar our
pleasure."
But in this last surmise the oldest Rover boy was sadly mistaken. Many
things of which he and his cousins did not dream were to occur, not only
to startle and annoy them, but also to place them in extreme peril.