CHAPTER XVI.
A SCALP-HUNTING DISAPPOINTMENT "Want to try us out, Gridley ?" hailed Big Chief Hartwell, from the Preston High School canoe.
It was nearly ten o'clock the next morning, but Dick & Co.

had just finished putting their camp to rights after breakfast, for they had slept late after the feast.
"Do we want to try you out ?" Dick answered laughingly.

"Why, we don't have to do that.

We shall be ready to hand you a beating, though, at any time you ask for it.

We can't help beating you, you know.