Part 15 (1/2)

”But she'll just sail past us, fellows, and give us the merry ha! ha!

How are we going to coax her to come in here?” Jerry asked, anxiously.

Frank was already pulling off his shoes, and making ready as if to take a swim.

”Leave that to me, boys,” he said, hastily, but with something in his voice that told his chums he would not be denied. ”I'll get aboard without much trouble. Here, take my clothes, and follow along the road in the wagon. Once on deck I'll open the cabin with the key I'll hold between my teeth when in the water. Then you can see the lantern I'll light.”

”Will you throw the anchor over, Frank?” asked Bluff, wis.h.i.+ng it had fallen to him to do this little affair; for Bluff was always willing to undertake any sort of hazardous task, either for fun or to accommodate a chum.

”I hope to work the big sweep first, and see if I can get her in to the sh.o.r.e alone,” came the reply, as Frank made ready to plunge into the rus.h.i.+ng river at the proper moment.

”And if you can't manage it, you'll heave the anchor over, and come for us in the little skiff?” asked Will.

”Sure I will, after I get some dry clothes on; because by that time I'll be feeling pretty cold. Here goes, fellows!” and Frank stepped into the dark waters of the Mississippi as unconcernedly as though he might be just meaning to enjoy a bath.

”Good luck!” shouted out Bluff; while the others added their blessing in various ways, each according to his own mind.

The floating houseboat was now nearby, and coming on at a fair speed, though, of course, the current was not nearly so swift close to the sh.o.r.e as further out toward the middle of the stream.

Eagerly the three chums and Seth watched to see if they could tell when the bold swimmer reached the drifting craft. They could not exactly make him out; but in the starlight there was some sort of disturbance on the water, which they believed must mark his progress.

Then the runaway houseboat pa.s.sed them, about sixty or eighty feet away; and Will's heart seemed almost in his throat with suspense as he strained his eyes to catch the welcome sight of Frank clambering aboard once more, to a.s.sume command.

”Hoop-la! there he goes!” suddenly shouted Bluff, whose vision proved the keenest after all.

Plainly now they all saw something white climbing up the side of the houseboat, and rolling over on the deck. Immediately afterward the big sweep was seen to begin to swing, and move through the water.

”Frank's doing it!” cried the delighted Will, who had almost perfect confidence in the ability of Frank Langdon to accomplish any task that human ingenuity could perform.

”Into the wagon again, boys, and let's follow him!” called Jerry, turning to make a rush toward the nearby road; and the others were at his heels, stumbling along ”any old way,” as Bluff said, in order to reach the waiting horses as soon as possible.

Here and there the road came so close to the bank that they could look out; and with so many eager eyes on the alert it was not long before the floating houseboat was discovered again.

”She's some closer, boys, as sure as anything; isn't that so, Bluff-Jerry?” demanded Will.

”Frank's doing it, all right,” answered the latter; ”but it must be an awful job, handling that big sweep all by himself. And I wouldn't be a bit surprised if he gave it up soon.”

”Yes,” added Bluff, ”it'd be a heap sight easier just to kick the anchor overboard and come to bring us off in the skiff, one at a time.”

”Say, you guessed it the fust shot, mister,” said the farmer just then; and all of them heard a big splash out on the river.

”She's stopped, fellows!” shrieked Will. ”Isn't Frank the dandy one though for getting there. Now, give him a little time to hunt up some more clothes, and he'll be after us.”

Will was as delighted over the changed aspect of things as a little boy with his first pair of long trousers, Bluff told him. But, indeed, all of them were pleased, even more than they would admit, because of the improved prospect before them.

The minutes dragged along. They finally saw a movement aboard the houseboat, and then the skiff, which had been hauled out on deck and secured for the night before they took that wild run in the direction of the fire, was dropped overboard.

”That's good!” said Will, when they understood this fact; ”because, you see, I was just a little bothered about that skiff. If it had been blown overboard and lost in the storm, what would we do then, boys?”