ley.
The only thing that stands in the way is Riverview Park. That used to be
an amusement park. They closed it up during the war because they needed
the horses on the merry-go-round for ambulances in France; that's what
Harry Donnelle said. He lives in Little Valley.

Anyway, they never opened that park again. Gee whiz, I didn't care much
because we're always up at Temple Camp in the summer. All you could do
there was spend money. You can have more fun for nothing.

So the only trouble we would have between the river and Little Valley
was the board fence around that old park, and you don't call a board
fence an obstacle, I hope.

Our young hero couldn't get that bandit out of his mind. He said, "I bet
he's a pretty desperate robber, hey? To fire two shots."

"Sure," Westy said, "if he had only fired one it wouldn't have been so
bad. And to get away with seven hundred dollars, too."

"If it had been only three or four hundred dollars I wouldn't say
anything," I said. "But seven hundred is too much."

"It's grand larceny," the kid said.

"I don't call it so very grand," I told him. "If you think it's grand to
steal seven hundred dollars, you've got some funny ideas. I suppose if a
man stole about ten thousand dollars you'd call that magnificent
larceny."

"You're crazy," Pee-wee shouted. "Grand larceny is a kind of a crime."

I said, "Well, I'm a scout, and I don't call larceny grand."

"It's a crime," Pee-wee shouted, "and he can get a long sentence for
it."

"He ought to get a whole paragraph for a crime like that," I told him.

"Do you think maybe we'll run into him?" the kid wanted to know.

"Not if we see him first," I said. "I guess a man who is guilty of
wayhigh robbery wouldn't hang around here."

"Sometimes scouts catch fugitives," Pee-wee said.

"More often they catch the dickens," Hunt said. "Come on, forget it."

"Sure," I said; "keep in a bee-line and you'll always go straight."

CHAPTER XIV

THE HAUNTED WHEEL

I guess maybe it's a half a mile across that old amusement park. All the
land there is low; we could see right over the top of Little Valley as
you might say, and the big tree away off there on the ridge stood out
good and plain. Maybe that was partly because the sun was getting over
that way. Anyway, I know that about a couple of hours later the tree
looked as if it were all kind of spangled with gold like a Christmas
tree. It seemed sort of as if the sun was going ahea