The Boy Scout Treasure Hunters The Lost Treasure of Buffalo Hollow   By: Charles Henry Lerrigo (1872-1955)

THE BOY SCOUT TREASURE HUNTERS

or THE LOST TREASURE OF BUFFALO HOLLOW

by CHARLES HENRY LERRIGO

Illustrated By CHARLES L. WRENN

Published With The Approval Of THE BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICA

Publishers BARSE & HOPKINS New York, N. Y. Newark, N. J.

Copyright 1917 by Barse & Hopkins

The Boy Scout Treasure Hunters

Printed in the United States of America

TO MY SON FRANK LERRIGO IN THE HOPE THAT IT MAY HELP HIM TO BE A "GOOD SCOUT"

CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE I Glen Mason Runs Away 9 II A Friend and a Foe 22 III Jolly Bill Is Considerably Upset 34 IV How Mother Cares 46 V Treacherous Indians at Buffalo Lake 56 VI Getting Acquainted 68 VII Glen Is Initiated 79 VIII Matt Burton's Treasure Find 91 IX Glen Enlists 102 X J. Jervice and His Gang 112 XI Glen Follows a False Trail 120 XII The Bee Tree 133 XIII The Chase on the Motor Bike 144 XIV Safe at Camp Buffalo 154 XV Strength and Loyalty 167 XVI Detective Matty 177 XVII The End of the Jervice Gang 189 XVIII Glen and Apple Find the Cave 203 XIX Buried in the Cave 214 XX The Treasure of Buffalo Lake 227 XXI What Became of Them 240

ILLUSTRATIONS

PAGE A few rapid and accurate strokes with the pick loosened the hard earth Frontispiece

"Brave Man!" sneered the leader. "Get me a little rope an' I'll do him up scientific" 131

Glen watched the three walk back up the road at a lock step gait 198

With the lighted lanterns they could get a better idea of their surroundings 211

THE BOY SCOUT TREASURE HUNTERS

CHAPTER I

GLEN MASON RUNS AWAY

It was the supper hour at the State Industrial School for Boys, known to the general public as "The Reform School."

Glen Mason sat on a long bench trying to hold the place next to him against the stealthy ravages of the boys who crowded him.

"Where's Nixy?" he inquired angrily of his neighbor on the right. "Did he go to town again?"

"He's back," the boy replied. "Just got in an' had to go up and change his clothes. Had the toothache again to day, he told me. Here he comes, now."

A lanky boy of fifteen or sixteen got into the vacant seat just as the chaplain rose to say grace. After grace no loud talking was permitted, but no objection was made to whispered conversations that did not become too noisy.