The Boy Aviators' Polar Dash - or Facing Death in the Antarctic by [psued.] Captain Wilbur Lawton
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to camp. The first thing that all wanted was a drink of water. They
made for the place in which the drinking fluid had been left. As soon as his eyes fell on the row of improvised water pots Frank gave an exclamation of dismay. "Look here," he shouted, "there's some one on this island besides ourselves." "What!" was the amazed chorus. "There must be," went on the lad, "see here, there were twenty cocoanut shells of water when we went away, and now there are only fifteen." "Five gone!" exclaimed Ben in an alarmed voice, "and the spring has already dried up." "Hullo! What's that?" suddenly cried Billy, as something came crashing through the branches. The next moment one of the missing shells was rolled with great violence into the middle of the group of adventurers. Before they had recovered from their astonishment a strange sharp scream filled the forest. There was a derisive note in its tones. A strange fear filled the boys' hearts. Their faces paled. "The island is haunted!" shouted Ben. |
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