“There’s no such place,” War announced after a long study of the basic Colorado map.
“You didn’t expect to find Headless Hollow printed in big red letters, did you?” Ken demanded.
“That was only a name Old Stony and his partner gave the valley,” Jack added.
“We can’t find any of the landmarks either,” War grumbled, “or that town where Craig Warner is supposed to live—Elks Creek.”
“It may be too small a place to be on a road map,” Mr. Livingston returned. “Buckhorn, too.”
“This treasure map isn’t drawn to scale, either,” Willie said with a frown. “Most of the canyons and mountain peaks aren’t named. The main landmark seems to be those twin peaks which guard the entrance to the valley.”
“We’re not going there, anyhow,” Ken said, giving him an amused, knowing look. “So why worry about it?”
“Well, it would be exciting to look for that cache of gold,” Willie retorted.
“If we could locate a take-off town it might not be too far out of our way,” War put in eagerly. “How about it, Hap?”
Mr. Livingston smiled but shook his head.