"Dave," said Marjory, who had learned much of the Gurneau family history from the friendly Indian, "has nine brothers and seven sisters—his mother had seventeen children."
"Good gracious!" exclaimed Mr. Black, "do they all live here at times?"
"No," laughed Marjory. "Most of them are in Canada."
"Dear me," breathed Mrs. Crane, fervently, "I hope they'll stay there."
CHAPTER XXV
A Captured Fisherman
NOW that there was hope of learning more about Billy Blue-eyes, the young campers found it hard to wait patiently for possible tidings from Pittsburg. They were all restless and excited; Laddie in particular could settle down to nothing.
"We'll all go fishing," declared Mr. Black. "That'll keep Billy's mind off his troubles. Dave says he knows a trail that will lead us to the finest fishing spot in the country; so we'll take a lunch and stay all day."
"Laddie," queried Mrs. Crane, anxiously, "are you strong enough for such a long trip?"