Part 21 (1/2)

”No,” replied Billy Brackett, ”I can't tell that, but I can tell who broke in that door. I can also relate a tale of adventure and misadventure in connection with this raft that would excite the envy of any member of the Second Division, including even the Baldheads, and you, who were the most reckless young scapegrace of the lot.”

Whereupon the young engineer told these interested listeners the whole history of the _Venture_ from the time the raft was put together down to the present moment. In it he included the _Whatnot_, Cap'n Cod, Sabella, Solon, Reward, and Don Blossom, Sheriff Riley, the ”river-traders,” Clod, Aunt Viney, and, above all, Bim, who barked loudly, and rushed wildly about the room at this honorable mention of his name.

When the story was finished, Glen Elting heaved a deep sigh, and said to Winn, ”Well, you have had a good time. I thought we had about the best times any fellows could have when we crossed the plains with Billy Brackett last year, but it seems to me that you are having just about as much fun right here on this muddy old river as we had out there. I only wish we had a raft.” Then turning to Billy Brackett, he asked, ”What are you going to do next?”

”I don't know,” was the reply. ”What are you going to do?”

”I'm sure I don't know.”

”Then lend me your ears. You want to get to New Orleans, and so do we.”

”Do we?” interrupted Winn, in surprise, looking up from the book of travels on the t.i.tle-page of which his name was written so many times, and which was the very one he had been reading the last evening he had spent on this raft.

”You do!” exclaimed both Glen and Binney.

”Certainly,” was the calm reply. ”It is the only market for timber rafts that I know of south of St. Louis, and as we can't go back, we are bound to go ahead. So, as I was saying when rudely interrupted, both you and we want to go to New Orleans. You have no money--real money, I mean--with which to get there, and we need at least two extra pair of hands to help us get this raft there. So why not s.h.i.+p your stuff on board here, and help us navigate this craft to our common destination?”

”Do you truly mean it, Billy Brackett?”

”I truly mean it. And if you are willing to go as raftmates with us--”

”Are we willing? Well, I should smile! Are we willing? Why, Billy Brackett, we'd rather go to New Orleans as raftmates with you and Winn Caspar than to do anything else in the whole world just at present.

Eh, 'Grip'?”

”Well, rather!” answered Binney Gibbs.

CHAPTER x.x.xII.

THE ”RIVER-TRADERS” ATTEMPT TO REGAIN POSSESSION.

So it was settled that the three who had been campmates together on the plains should now, with Winn Caspar to complete the quartet, become raftmates on a voyage of nearly a thousand miles down the great river.

It is hard to say which of the four was happiest during the busy day that followed the making of this arrangement. Winn was overjoyed at recovering the raft lost through his over-confidence in his own wisdom, and at the prospect of taking a trip so much longer than he had antic.i.p.ated at the outset. He had also conceived a great fancy for the two manly young fellows whose fortunes had become so strangely connected with those of the _Venture_, and was glad they were to be his companions on the voyage.

Billy Brackett was not only rejoiced that he had at length been successful in finding both Winn and the raft, but was delighted to meet again those with whom he had already shared so much of peril and pleasure. That they had again become his mates in such a peculiar manner, and amid such different scenes, was proof, as he quaintly expressed it, that ”Truth can give the most expert fiction points, and still beat it at its own game.”

Glen and Binney were raised from a depth of dismay, caused by the loss of their money and the resulting predicament into which they were thrown, to a height of felicity at the prospect of a raft voyage down the Mississippi, under the leaders.h.i.+p of their beloved campmate, Billy Brackett. They also liked Winn; and, judging from what had already happened to him, regarded him as a boy in whose company a variety of adventures might reasonably be hoped for.

Owing to their past experience with the ”river-traders,” Billy Brackett and Winn were somewhat uneasy at the presence of Grimshaw and Plater in town, and their manifest desire to regain possession of the raft. They were puzzled by this, and wondered what reason the men could still have for wanting the raft. Certainly their connection with it was now too well known for them to hope to make any further use of it in pursuing their unlawful business. Nor did it seem likely that they would choose it merely as a conveyance down the river. No; it must be that they had hoped to sell the _Venture_, and realize a considerable sum by the transaction. This was the conclusion finally reached by our raftmates, though it was not one with which they were entirely satisfied.

Still, they felt that, as they were now four to two, they might reasonably hope to be left in undisturbed possession of the raft for the future, and so did not allow thought of the ”river-traders” to trouble them to any great extent. They decided that two of them should stay constantly on board the raft, at least so long as they remained in that locality, and that Bim should also be added to the protective force.

To begin with, Binney and Winn remained on guard while Billy Brackett and Glen went into the town to telegraph for Solon, send down the instruments, and make other arrangements for the voyage. It had been decided that as their crew was incomplete without a cook, Solon should be sent for, and that they could not make a start until he arrived, which would probably be early the next morning.

Winn and Binney found plenty to occupy them during the absence of the others in becoming acquainted, learning each other's history, and arranging the interior of the ”shanty.” From Binney, Winn learned what a splendid fellow his young uncle was, and how much he was respected as well as admired by all who were so fortunate as to be counted among his friends. ”He is a fellow,” concluded Binney, ”who couldn't do a mean thing if he tried. One thing I like especially about him is that he is just as careful in his attention to trifles, if they come in the line of his duty, as he is to big things, and Billy has already had some pretty important positions too, I can tell you. He is full of fun, and was the life and soul of the Second Division all the time they were crossing the plains. Glen knows him better than I do, though, because they were 'bunkies' together, and from what he has told me I regard myself as mighty lucky to have the chance of taking a trip in his company.”

”He has told me a good deal about you and Glen on that trip,” said Winn, ”but I don't remember hearing anything about his own adventures.”