"Just
now we're planning to try to take the canoe up to Lake Pleasant
for a while."
"Bully place, the lake," said Mart approvingly. "I'm going up
there Monday. Going to be gone for a couple of days."
"How are you going to get there?" Dick asked with interest.
"You know my Uncle Billy, don't you?" asked Mart. "He's the teamster,
you know. He's going to Lake Pleasant to get a load of furniture
that the installment folks are taking back from a new boarding
house up there. He said I could go up with him. We'll carry
our food, and sleep over Monday night in the wagon."
Dick halted suddenly, trembling with eagerness. He began to feel
that he had scented a way of getting the canoe up to the lake
in the hills!
CHAPTER X
PUTTING UP A BIG SCHEME
"Your uncle will be at his regular stand to-night, won't he?" queried
Dick Prescott.
"I expect so," Mart agreed. "What's the matter? Do you want
to go along with us? I guess Uncle Billy would be willing."
At this moment Dick heard a group of younger boys laughing as
they strolled along the street.
Following their glances, Dick saw in the street what is commonly
known in small towns as the "hoss wagon"---a vehicle built for
the purpose of removing dead horses.
"There goes Fred Ripley's bargain!" chuckled one of the boys.
At that moment Fred Ripley himself turned the corner into Main
Street.
"And there's Rip himself," laughed another boy.
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