CHAPTER XVII
BIG GAME AND A NIGHT IN CAMP
"IT'S a bad time to follow through the woods," remarked Corporal Cotter. "There goes the sun behind the tops."
"It'll be dark within five or six minutes more," said Noll. "If Hal Overton is running about in the woods, I think the best thing to do will be to run two lanterns up to the tree top, so that Overton can locate the camp. Then, if he's in any further difficulty, he'll fire the rifle signal. What do you think, lieutenant?"
"Nothing," replied Mr. Prescott promptly. "You're in temporary command here, Sergeant Terry."
"Run up the camp lights, Johnson," Noll directed.
These lights, a red and a green one, were quickly run up on halyards to almost the top of a tall fir tree.
It was quickly dark, but camp now waited to learn the meaning of so many shots.
"Hey, there's Dinkelspiel's Comet let loose in the sky!" announced Private Johnson.
"Wrong! It's Overton waving a torch from a tree top," returned Noll, studying the flame sweeps of the distant torch that waved. "Johnson get hold of the halyards and raise and lower the lanterns two or three times to let Sergeant Overton know that we see his signal."