They had already covered their provisions with the sail, and now they did what they could to keep the goods from getting soaked. The rain continued to come down, and to protect themselves they hurried away to where a clump of trees afforded something of a shelter. Here they remained the best part of an hour, when the wind shifted and the storm cleared away rapidly, along with the mist.
"Let us get back to the boat," said Mark, and started out, followed by Bob. The river bank was soon reached and they gazed around them in consternation. The scow was gone!
CHAPTER V
UP A TREE
"Somebody has taken our boat, Bob!"
"It looks like it, Mark, but I didn't see anybody," answered the sailor boy, gazing up and down the river in perplexity.
"The mist must have hidden the person from view," went on Mark.
"Did you tie the craft fast?"
"No, I left that to you!"