"And I must say I don't like it overly much." "We'll have to make the best of it, Dick," answered Tom, who had come over to see how his brother was getting along.
"How is Sam ?" "Oh, he's all right, although as wet as any of us." "This storm reminds me of the one we experienced when in the jungles of Africa," went on the eldest Rover.

"Do you remember how it blew, Tom ?" "Indeed I do," was the answer, as Tom's mind went back to that thrilling experience, as related in "The Rover Boys in the Jungle." On the following day the cadets were glad enough to remain in camp, cleaning out their tents and drying the things that had become wet.

But the storm was a thing of the past and the sun shone as brightly as ever.

Big fires were kept burning, and hot coffee could be had whenever wanted, so scarcely anybody suffered from the drenching received.
The storm had somewhat disarranged the plans made by Flapp, Rockley, and their particular cronies.

But two days later Flapp, Rockley, and Pender got permission to go to the village of Oakville, two miles distant, one to buy some corn salve he said he wanted and the others to do a little trading.
The boys had collected nine dollars from various members of their crowd and this was to be spent for liquor, cigars, and for several packs of cards.