After examining the little bears, and asking a few more questions, the two young men stepped ashore and walked up to their own boat.
Chap thought they were going to re-embark, but this they did not do. They loaded themselves with some pouches and flasks, a basket containing canned food of various kinds, a bag of flour, and a few articles of wearing apparel.
These things they brought down to The Rolling Stone, and, much to Chap’s surprise, they put them all aboard.
“What are you about?” cried our friend, springing to his feet.
“We’re goin’ to trade boats,” said one of the young men, as he stepped on board.
“No, you are not!” cried Chap, in great excitement.
And then, at the top of his voice, he gave a wild shout, hoping that Adam or the boys might hear him.
“Push her off!” said the young man on board to the one on shore.
And in a moment The Rolling Stone was floating in one or two feet of water.
The other young man now scrambled on deck, and, having pulled the anchor on board, he came aft, where Chap was already engaged in endeavoring to put his companion overboard.