XXIV. TREASURE ISLAND
XXV. THE SHORT CUT
XXVI. IN MY OWN CAMP
XXVII. THE GENTLE BREEZE
XXVIII. JOLLYING PEE-WEE
XXIX. JIMMY, THE BRIDGE-TENDER
XXX. GONE
XXXI. THE CAPTAIN'S ORDERS
XXXII. I MAKE A DANDY FRIEND
XXXIII. SO LONG--SEE YOU LATER






CHAPTER I

TROUBLES OF MY OWN--THE BIG CONCLAVE

Well, here I am at last, ready to tell you the adventures of our young
lives. Right away I have trouble with Pee-wee Harris. He's about as easy
to keep down as a balloon full of gas. We call him the young dirigible
because he's always going up in the air. Even at the start he must stick
in his chapter heading about a conclave.

Hanged if I know what a conclave is. It's some kind of a meeting I guess.
He said it was something like a peace conference, but believe me, the
meeting I'm going to tell you about wasn't much like a peace conference.
I told him I'd use my own heading and his too, just to keep him quiet.