The Call of the Beaver Patrol or, A Break in the Glacier   By: V. T. Sherman

Or

A Break in the Glacier

by

CAPT. V. T. SHERMAN

Author of

The War Zone of the Kaiser; Boy Scouts with Joffre; The Perils of an Airship; The Boy Scout Signal, Etc.

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1913 M. A. Donohue & Co. Chicago

CONTENTS

Chapter Page

I Camping in the Breaker 7

II The Call of the Pack 15

III Who Cut the String? 21

IV A Sensational Discovery 28

V The Flooded Mine 35

VI The Beaver Call 41

VII A Treacherous Foe 47

VIII They Went Up in the Air 54

IX Who Discovered the Leak? 60

X The Boy in the Empty 67

XI A Knock at the Door 73

XII A Midnight Robber 79

XIII One More Hungry Boy 86

XIV Mine Rats Ready for War 92

XV A Stick of Dynamite 99

XVI Caused by a Fall 106

XVII The Signs in Stones 113

XVIII Two Hold Up Men 120

XIX The Money in Sight 127

XX Sandy Is Discharged 134

XXI "I Told You So" 141

XXII Conclusion 148

Boy Scouts in the Coal Caverns

Or, The Light in Tunnel Six

CHAPTER I

CAMPING IN THE BREAKER

"And so I says to myself, says I, give me a good husky band of Boy Scouts! They'll do the job if it can be done!"

Case Canfield, caretaker, sat back in a patched chair in the dusky, unoccupied office of the Labyrinth mine and addressed himself to four lads of seventeen who were clad in the khaki uniform of the Boy Scouts of America.

Those of our readers who have read the previous books of this series will have good cause to remember George Benton, Charley ("Sandy") Green, Tommy Gregory and Will Smith. The adventures of these lads among the Pictured Rocks of Old Superior, among the wreckers and reptiles of the Florida Everglades, in the caverns of the Great Continental Divide, and among the snows of the Hudson Bay wilderness have been recorded under appropriate titles in previous works.

The four boys were members of the Beaver Patrol, Chicago. Will Smith was Scoutmaster, while George Benton was Patrol Leader. They wore upon the sleeves of their coats medals showing that they had passed the examination as Ambulance Aids, Stalkers, Pioneers and Seamen.

Instructed by Mr. Horton, a well known criminal lawyer of Chicago, the boys had reached the almost deserted mine at dusk of a November day. There they had found Canfield, the caretaker, waiting for them in a dimly lighted office. The mine had not been operated for a number of months, not because the veins had given out, but because of some misunderstanding between the owners of mines in that section.

The large, bare room in which the caretaker and the Boy Scouts met was in the breaker. There was no fire in the great heater, and the tables and chairs were black with dust. A single electric light shone down from the ceiling, creating long, ghostlike shadows as it swayed about in a gentle wind blowing through a broken window.

"Well," Tommy Gregory said, as the caretaker paused, "you've got the Boy Scouts, and it remains for you to set us to work."

"And a sturdy looking lot, too!" grinned the caretaker.

"Oh, Mr. Horton wouldn't be apt to send a lot of cripples!" laughed Sandy Green. "He's next to his job, that man is!"

"I presume he told you all about the case?" suggested Canfield.

"Indeed he did not," replied Will Smith.

"Not a thing about it?" asked the caretaker.

"He only said that you would give us full instructions."

"That's strange!" Canfield observed thoughtfully.