Published October 1915
CONTENTS
| I. | A PICNIC TO THE ISLAND | [1] |
| II. | FOR SHELTER IN A STORM | [30] |
| III. | COMMISSARY MATTERS | [57] |
| IV. | BONANZA COVE | [86] |
| V. | THE EGG ISLANDS | [113] |
| VI. | THE JAGUAR’S TRACK | [149] |
| VII. | THE MUGGYWAH | [181] |
| VIII. | THE BUILDING OF THE WICKIUP | [212] |
| IX. | DAVIE’S PANAL HUNT: AND WHAT CAME OF IT | [245] |
| X. | DELBERT’S BIG GAME | [260] |
| XI. | WHEREWITHAL SHALL WE BE CLOTHED? | [274] |
| XII. | DISASTER AND A NEW TASK | [299] |
| XIII. | HOW THE LAUNCH CAME BACK TO SMUGGLERS’ | [320] |
| XIV. | THE END OF THE PICNIC | [344] |
SMUGGLERS’ ISLAND
and the
Devil Fires of San Moros
CHAPTER I
A PICNIC TO THE ISLAND
Marian Hadley stood in the doorway of her home in a small seaport town of Mexico, watching her ten-year-old brother Delbert come stumbling up the hill with his arms full of mail.
“We’re out early,” he shouted. “The teacher let us all out early. There are the girls coming now, down by the office. Oh! and we’re not going to have any more school this week. The teacher has got to go to the dentist every day, and she isn’t going to feel like teaching; so we are going to have vacation.”
“Dear me,” said Marian, smiling, “what in the wide world will you children do, with so much spare time on your hands?”
“O Marian! Marian! Can’t we—it will be just the time to do it—can’t we go to Smugglers’ Island?” Delbert’s body fairly quivered with excitement, and his dark eyes were shining like stars. “Let me ask Mr. Cunningham for the launch. We could go to-morrow. O Marian, do, please!”