CHAPTER XVI.
BIM MAKES AN ENEMY.
Billy Brackett's satisfaction at his escape from a situation that promised to cause him a vexatious delay was tinged with a new anxiety concerning Winn.

As he pulled swiftly across the river, so as to be lost to view from the island as quickly as possible, he expressed his feelings aloud to Bim: "What new scrape can that young rascal have got into now--eh, old dog?
It was bad enough to start down the river alone on a big raft without even bidding his folks good-bye; but now he seems to have lost the raft somewhere, to have landed on that island, to have been arrested for something, to have escaped, and to have run off with the Sheriff's boat.

It looks as though he had the same happy faculty for getting into scrapes that distinguished my young friend Glen Eddy.

Somehow I have a fellow-feeling for such boys.

It is strange, too, for I can't remember ever getting into any scrapes myself.