f the tug.

"Trapped! Lost!" cried Eliphalet, tragically.

"You're mighty right you're lost!" yelled the officer. "You're a nice
old scoundrel, to be circulating plugged gold pieces, and a rich man at
that! You're pinched; do you understand? You're under arrest!"

The effect of this shot was to cause Eliphalet to attempt to climb from
the tug to the wharf but the Governor seized a paddle and gently urged
him back.

"I beg of you, Mr. Congdon, don't be disturbed. That person in the
launch can't harm you in the least. He may be annoying, yes; and his
voice is extremely disagreeable, but really his utterances are unworthy
of the attention of honest men."

"Who the deuce are you?" demanded Eliphalet, leveling his umbrella at
the Governor. "It occurs to me we have met before."

"Thanks for the compliment!" the Governor answered, dodging a heavy
crate, the first of the freight to be swung ashore.

Perky was thoroughly prepared for the expeditious delivery of his cargo,
even to wheelbarrows in which three men now began trundling supplies up
the wharf and along the beach to the camp store house. The work was
proceeding rapidly, without noise or confusion, and Archie and the
Governor were busily assisting when the shore was startled by a yell.

Leary and Congdon in the row boat had been stealing up behind Carey's
launch. Leary sprang aboard while the two occupants were watching the
landing of the stores.

Carey, diving under Leary's arms, seized a club and knocked him
overboard. The detective jumped into the water and swam to the wharf,
where he was immediately overpowered and hauled aboard the tug. By this
time Carey was steering for the middle of the bay, where he watched the
tug for a while and then retired toward his camp.

Leary had crawled upon the pier and was disconsolately shaking the water
out of his shoes.

"It was a good try, old man," said the Governor cheerily. "That fellow's
not going to be easy to bag, but we've got a detective on our hands," he
chuckled, "and I don't know just how we're going to let loose of him."

Putney Congdon had rowed close to the wharf to pick up Leary. As the
Governor had predicted, Eliphalet Congdon emitted a loud and not wholly
melodious howl as he recognized his son.

"Hey there! You've been following me! I told you to stay at the farm and
here you come sneaking after me away up here where I've come for rest."

"You were never more mistaken in your life!" replied Putney