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The Strange Cabin on Catamount Island by Lawrence J. Leslie
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Then it must be some sort of snake that was gliding along close by him.
Again did the boy feel a sense of repulsion. He knew that it had long
been said the island up the Big Sunflower was a nest of rattlesnakes,
though so far none of them had seen even one of the scaly reptiles. What
if this were one of the deadly species that was being attracted toward
his crouching form?

He could not refrain from making some movement, with the intention of
frightening it away; and was immediately gratified by hearing the slight
rustling pass off to one side, as though his ruse had been successful.

This was really getting monotonous, and he found himself wondering when
it might come to an end. What could be delaying the man? Had he, Max,
miscalculated, so that the unknown party would not be apt to try to
enter the camp until away toward morning? Or could it be that the boys
were sitting up unusually late?

Max hardly believed this latter was the case, since he had asked them to
retire shortly after he left; and supposed that they would heed his
wishes in the matter, knowing how important it was to start things
going.

So he finally concluded that the man himself was unduly cautious. Well,
he had reason to be, if, as they now believed, he chanced to be an
escaped prisoner, who had broken out from the penitentiary, and was
trying to elude recapture by hiding in this remote and unusual haunt.

But surely it could not be much longer. Why, it seemed to Max that hours
must have elapsed since he parted from his chums, and started on this
little private enterprise of his own. Much had happened to him in that
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