The Boy Scouts at the Panama Canal

l banker in the seashore village of Hampton, Long Island, had, some time before the present story opens, founded the Eagle Patrol. The early days of its existence formed the basis of the first book

de some enemies, as was natural, for many boys wished to belong to their Patrol who could not be admi

The pursuit of Silver Tip, the giant grizzly, popularly supposed to bear a charmed life, was an interesting feature of their experience in the West. Indians and cattle rust

n the subject of aerial navigation. They managed to give material aid in certain experiments that the government carried on at a lonely house o

. But they became involved in an exciting search for a long missing treasure, immured in an ancient and almost inaccessible cave i

ited States Government. Readers of that volume will readily recall Rob's abduction and marooning on a desert island and the pernicious activities of a green motor boat which was used by the agents of a foreign power. Rob's marvelous swim across a narrow inlet, through which th

re nor less than the placarding of the town with announcements that a team made up of the Eagles would play the Hampton nine in the first baseball game of the

le conducted a livery stable, arranged for rigs to convey the young bill-posters around the country; while Tubby Hopkins,-since the duty was partly of a culinary nature,-undertook to make the paste. This, despite

ore he left for New York, had been a clever pitcher on the Hampton Academy team, which had beaten some of the best ball players on Long Island. Sam Lamb, the regular pitcher for the Hamptons, it was later learned, had sp

, when Andy Bowles, the diminutive bugler o

ood ball. As the day for the contest, a Saturday, drew near, excitement began to run high. Jared never spoke to any of the Scouts, all of whom, by this time, knew of his disgrace while a member of the Black Wolf Patrol. Possibly he did not wish to run a chance of bein

mpton went on foot; but the others took rigs. Among the latter were Rob, Merritt and Tubby Hopkins. With them they carried a good thick bundle of b

hem by Farmer Ap

the old grouch's barn," sug

"although he isn't entitled to much consideration. It

d turned red, at which both his companions teased him more than ever. Luckily for Rob's peace of mind, howev

out contentedly in the middle of the road. As his eye

im," he cried

s thinking about something

ard of your being absent at meal times. But on this occasion it's a

way?" a

the stout youth, his round cheeks sh