The Boy Scouts on Sturgeon Island | Page 4

having descended from the original tree-climbing tribe that
sported tails.
There was one very large tree close by, that is, large considering that in
this section there were few that could boast a girth of more than a foot;
but this one was really what Bumpus called a "whopper;" and Davy
sported among the higher branches with all the delight of a child with a
new toy; giving the others more than one thrill as he swooped this way
and that with reckless abandon.
But suddenly he sent out a shout that caused every fellow to take notice;
and Bumpus actually turned pale with apprehension, as he vainly
looked around for some sort of weapon with which to defend himself;
because he always believed he must be a shining mark for any hungry
wild beast, on account of his plumpness.
"Oh!" shouted the boy in the tree, "a panther, fellers, a really true
panther!"

CHAPTER II
THAD GOES AFTER THE YELLOW EYES
"He says a panther is up there!" echoed Giraffe, stretching that long
neck of his at a fearful rate, in the endeavor to locate the animal in

question.
All of them became immediately intensely interested in the further
doings of Davy Jones. The boy chanced to be in a position where he
could not apparently pass down the trunk of the tree, for fear lest he
come in contact with the sharp claws of the dreaded beast which he
claimed was hiding up there somewhere; but then that was a small
matter to one so active as the Jones boy.
He immediately started to fearlessly slide down the outside of the tree,
making use of the branches as he came along, to stay his program when
it threatened to become too rapid.
The sight of Davy spinning down from that height with such perfect
abandon, was one none of those fellows would ever forget.
When he finally landed on the ground they gathered around him with
some misgivings, for Davy was addicted to practical jokes, and some of
his chums suspected that even now he was, as Step Hen suggested,
"putting up a job on his unsuspecting comrades."
One look at his really white face told them that at least Davy's fright
had been genuine. He may not have seen a truly savage panther up
there in the tree, but he firmly believed he did.
"Where was it, Davy?" demanded Giraffe, who had hastened to snatch
up the camp hatchet in lieu of any better weapon with which to defend
himself.
"Did it try to grab you?" asked Bumpus, with a tremor in his voice that
he tried in vain to conceal by a great show of assumed bluster.
"And was there only one up there?" queried Step Hen, anxiously,
fingering the double-barreled Marlin shotgun, which was the only
firearm they had with them, as this expedition had not been organized
with any idea of hunting; and the season for game was not on as yet,
either, even in this northern country; though Giraffe, who owned the
gun, had fetched it in the hope that they might be forgiven if they

knocked over a few wild ducks, should their rations run low.
"I didn't wait to ask," stammered Davy, "fact is, boys, I didn't really see
the terrible beast at all, only his big yellow eyes!"
"Oh! is that so, Davy?" exclaimed Thad, turning to give Allan a wink,
as much as to let him understand that the truth would soon be coming
now.
"But see here," Step Hen wanted to know; "however was you agoin' to
see his eyes and not glimpse the panther himself; that's a thing you've
got to explain, Davy Jones."
The other bent a look of commiseration on the speaker.
"What's the answer to that?" he went on to say, recovering his voice
more and more with each passing second, now that his personal safety
seemed assured; "I'll tell you, Step Hen. You see, there's a big yawning
gap in the tree up there, as black inside as your hat after night. And
when I just happened to look that way what did I see but a pair of round
yellow eyes astaring straight at me! Guess I've seen a panther, and I
ought to know how his eyes look in the dark--just like you've seen the
old cat alooking at you to home, when you went into a dark room.
Wow! say, did you notice me acoming down that tree outside like
greased lightning? I own up I expected I'd be pounced on any second,
and that made me in something like a hurry, fellows!"
One or two of the scouts snickered at this. The sound appeared to
annoy Davy, who was plainly very much in earnest.
"Huh! easy to laugh, you fellows,"