My only stipulation is that you shall come down here from the village early to-morrow morning.

I may have something of importance to tell you, Mr.
Crow." "We'll find his dead body," groaned old Mr.Borton.
"Say, mister," piped up a shrill voice, "I'll stay with you." It was Bud who spoke, and all Tinkletown was afterward to resound with stories of his bravery.

The boy had been silently admiring the bold sportsman from Boston town, and he was ready to cast his lot with him in this adventure.

He thrilled with pleasure when the big hero slapped him on the back and called him the only man in the crowd.
At eight o'clock that night Bonner and the determined but trembling Bud came up the bank from the river and pitched a tent among the trees near the haunted house.

From the sledge on the river below they trundled up their bedding and their stores.