o me. I'll fix it. We'll move
over there to-morrow and if you're sorry now you'll be glad of it
because--"

"Oh, it will be a day of rejoicing," said Scoutmaster Ned.

"Anything goes," said Charlie Norris.

"Lead and well follow, Scout Harris," chimed Fido Norton.

"One place is as good as another if not better," shouted another scout.

"All in favor of moving, say Aye."

"Aye!" shouted Pee-wee, in a voice of thunder.

CHAPTER XXXIX

BETRAYED!

The next morning they folded their tents like the Arabs and moved to a
spot which Pee-wee recommended, on the opposite side of the island. Why
he liked it I do not know, for it was a quiet spot. Perhaps he liked it
because it was retiring and modest, and kept in the background, as one
might say. It seemed to breathe peacefulness, which was Pee-wee's middle
name. It afforded a fine view of East Ketchem, the thriving community on
the east shore of Kidder Lake; and the crystal spring, and stalking
facilities, and better shelter of the stately, solemn pines, seemed in
accordance with scout requirements.

"Well, we're here because we're here," said Scoutmaster Ned, sitting
down on two loaded grocery boxes after his last trip. "If the spring
water doesn't come to us, we come to the spring water. Not half bad at
that," he added, looking about. Indeed they had not been familiar with
the eastern shore of the island and now they contemplated the discovery
of Christopher Columbus Pee-wee, not without surprise and satisfaction.

"When I go to a place I always leave it--"

"Lucky for the place," interrupted Nick in his dry, drawling way.

"I always go on expeditions," Pee-wee explained. "I even discovered
islands and things, I discovered a mountain once, up at Temple Camp,
only somebody discovered it before I did. I discovered this place day
before yesterday when I was tracking a mud-turtle. Once I found a
peninsula only it wasn't there the next day."

"Who took it?"

"The tide came up and it was under water. Do you want me to show you how
to make drain ditches around tents?"

They put up the tents and dug drain ditches around them and cleared a
place for the camp-fire and brought wood for it. They chopped supports
for their messboard and drove them into the pine-carpeted earth and laid
the long boards upon them. To do Pee-wee justice, the place was an
ideal camping spot. And what was one day's work of moving, against
almost an entire month of camping in that seque