The Boy Scout Camera Club, or, the Confession of a Photograph by G. Harvey (George Harvey) Ralphson
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could they have settled on? If they are sharp at all, they would
understand that a story of a child brought on from Washington would set us in motion--would be likely to get us into a trap!" They scrambled on down the slope for some distance, too busy keeping upright to do any talking, then Frank went on. "You know very well that I'm no prophet of evil, Ned, but it looks to me that we have betrayed our mission here by taking such an interest in the child. Would a lot of boys looking for snap-shots trail off in the night to see a boy when they might have taken a look at him the next day?" "If I know anything about human nature" Ned answered, "those two people ahead of us are honest. If it is a frame-up, they are not in it." "Anyway," Frank went on, "I'm glad the plans were changed by the arrival of Buck. It is much better for us to meet whatever is coming to us side by side than to have me sneaking back in the distance!" Ned agreed to this, and the two quickened their pace in order to come up with Buck and Mrs. Brady, who were now turning from the west to the south, keeping along the slope of the mountain. Directly they came to a narrow trail which led into a green valley. Following this, they soon came to a couple of acres of cleared land, in the middle of which stood a rough cabin of peeled logs. A dim light came from a square window by the door, and there came from the interior the sound of a man's voice humming a song. |
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