The Rushton Boys at Treasure Cove Part 6

"If we could only pitch in and help Ross find the gold, we'd square ourselves with Uncle Aaron for the rest of our lives," remarked Fred.

"Why, has he anything against you now?" asked Ross, in surprise.

Teddy's eyes twinkled as he looked at Fred.

"Oh, no," he explained, "not especially. Down in his heart I think he's rather fond of us. But he's a bachelor, and he hasn't much use for boys.

I got in bad with him last year when I sent a baseball against the horse of a coach he was riding in and made the team run away. He jumped just as they got to a bridge and went head first into the river. Do you remember how he looked, Fred, when he came up dripping?"

"Will I ever forget it?" chuckled Fred, as the picture of his uncle, with his hair plastered over his face and the water streaming from his bony frame, came up before him.

"He was furious," explained Teddy, "and he was worse yet when he found that he'd spoiled his watch and lost some valuable papers. We got those back for him, though, and that made things better, though I don't think he approves of us yet. But if we could get this money for him, he'd sure give us a clean bill of health."

"Uncle Aaron likes money, all right," added Fred, "though I will say that when he does spend, he does it royally. He certainly fixed us up in style when he bought the tickets for us to go out to Bill's ranch. He's got a hair-trigger temper, but take him all in all, he's a good old chap."

"I think he must be, from what mother has told me," said Ross. "He might have seized what property we've got in payment of the debt, but when he learned that father had died and that mother had just enough to get along on, he did not trouble us. And that's one thing that makes me all the more eager to pay what father owed him."

"I tell you what we fellows ought to do!" exclaimed Fred. "We ought to spend the rest of our vacation here helping Ross look for the gold.

There'll be lots of fun and excitement in it anyway, even if we never lay eyes on it."

"And think what it would mean if we did really find it," gloated Teddy.

"Think what Uncle Aaron would say, and how proud father and mother would be if we had a hand in it."

"To say nothing of how Ross would feel, if we got back his father's money," added Bill.

"The idea looks good to me," declared Lester. "I have the _Ariel_, and if we can get the motor boat back for Ross, there won't be a spot on the coast within fifty miles that we can't explore. Between us, we may run across some clue, and even if we don't, we'll get lots of fun out of the hunt."

"Like the old darky with his lottery ticket," laughed Bill. "His boss reproved him for spending money on a mere chance. 'Oh, I dunno, boss,'

the old fellow answered. 'T'ree dollars ain't much to spend fur a whole year's hopin'.'"

"It's mighty good of you fellows to help me out this way," said Ross gratefully, when the laugh had subsided. "Of course, if you do find it, there'll be a great big reward in it for you. I know that isn't what you are looking for, but you'll get it just the same."

"We'll leave that all to you," answered Lester. "We've got to find it first."

"Like the old English recipe for cooking rabbit that begins: 'First catch the hare,'" chuckled Fred.

The lads sat about the fire for another hour, too excited by all that had happened to think of sleep. Then Lester gave the signal.

"Come, boys," he said, "we'll have plenty of time to talk this over, but now we must get some rest. I want to get an early start in the morning, if the storm has blown over. It's me for the downy couch now and the early bird stunt in the morning."

The "downy couch" resolved itself into beds hollowed out in the sand with the boys' coats rolled up for pillows. But no king in his bed of state ever enjoyed a sounder sleep than that into which the tired boys fell at once, while the fire died down and the surf beat on the rocks outside.

CHAPTER VII

THE DRIFTING MOTOR BOAT

The sun had not yet risen the next morning, although the eastern sky was bright with signs of coming dawn, when Lester pa.s.sed among his sleeping comrades with a shake on the shoulder for each.

"Come along, you sleepy heads," he cried, as they sat up and rubbed their eyes. "We must hustle now and get off. Lively's the word."

"You old tyrant," yawned Teddy. "I feel as though I'd just got to sleep."

"What's that I smell?" demanded Fred, as a savory whiff came to his nostrils. "Is it coffee, or does my nose deceive me?"

"Nary a deceive," grinned Lester. "I just remembered that we had some coffee in the locker, and I swam out and got it. And that isn't all.

Just take a sniff of this," and he motioned to an old can that he had rummaged from the hut, and that hung by two forked sticks over the fire, giving off a most appetizing odor.

"Clams," p.r.o.nounced Fred, as he bent over it. "Lester, you're a wonder.

Where did you get them?"

"Found a bed of them up the cove a bit," answered Lester. "Oh, I'm some little hustler, if any one should ask you."

The boys needed no further urging, and after plunging their faces into the waters of the cove, they ranged themselves round the fire and sampled Lester's cooking. The clams were delicious as a beginning, and, topped off with the bacon and the rest of the bluefish, together with the fragrant coffee, furnished a meal that would have made a dyspeptic green with envy.

"Now, fellows," said Lester, when the last crumb and last drop had vanished, "the storm has gone down, although the water's still pretty rough. But we can start all right. I'll swim out to the _Ariel_, get up the anchor, and bring her in far enough so you can wade out to her and get aboard. Then we'll make a break for open water and take a look around for Ross' motor boat."

"I'm none too sure we'll find her," said Ross, dubiously. "She may have been swamped or dashed against the rocks."

"Oh, I don't know," remarked Fred. "It's a wonder what a boat will go through sometimes, and then she was so far out that I don't think she got near the rocks."

"Even if we don't find her, it won't be any proof that she went under,"

added Teddy. "Some other boat may have caught sight of her and taken her in tow."

"Not in such a blow as we had last night, I'm afraid," answered Ross.

"Still, I'm not going to begin to grizzle now. There'll be plenty of time to do that if we don't find her."

In a few minutes they were all on board, and the _Ariel_ made for the narrow pa.s.sage between the sentinel rocks at the mouth of the cove.

"A little different from what it was when we came scooting in last night," remarked Teddy, as the st.u.r.dy little boat danced out on the waves that sparkled in the sunshine.

"Well, rather!" answered Lester, as he swung the _Ariel_ round to her course. "I don't mind telling you fellows now that I felt mighty shaky yesterday afternoon. I've been out in many a stiff blow, but I've usually had warning and been able to make a dash for home. It takes pretty careful work to get a boat into that cove between those two big rocks even in ordinary weather; but it's a case of nip and tuck when one has to try it in a storm. My heart was in my mouth for a few minutes until we got safely through."

"You didn't show it," said Fred. "You went at it as coolly as any old salt who has done nothing else all his life but buck the seas."

"Well, anyway, we got through all right, and that's all that counts,"

returned Lester. "But after this I'm going to keep my eyes peeled for signs of trouble before the trouble comes."

"It was our fault for talking too much," remarked Teddy. "We were so stirred up by that letter from Mel that we couldn't think of anything else."

By this time Lester had the boat well out on the open sea, and every one kept a sharp lookout for any trace of Ross' boat. In his heart no one of them really expected to see it again, but they all kept up an appearance of confidence, the Rally Hall boys doing so in order not to discourage their new-found friend.

He, on his part, was almost silent. This was due to some extent, no doubt, to the reaction from his severe ordeal of the day before, but it may have been caused somewhat by the feeling that he had gone too far in taking them fully into his confidence. His secret was no longer his, and while he was strongly drawn toward these wholesome young fellows who were of his own age, he could not help feeling a little uneasy. He felt sure that they would act toward him in perfect good faith, but some careless or indiscreet word dropped by any one of them might betray the secret to others who would not be as scrupulous.

"I wish we had brought a pair of gla.s.ses along," remarked Lester.

"There's an extra pair at the lighthouse, and we might have had it as well as not."