“I may look him up myself,” the Cub leader replied, getting to his feet.
However, it was unnecessary for him to go in search. Scarcely five minutes later, Chips came running up the beach, obviously excited.
“Hey, fellows!” he shouted. “Come quick!”
The Cubs uncurled themselves from comfortable nooks, and hastened to see what was wrong.
“What’s up, Chips?” Brad demanded.
“I want to show you something,” the boy said impressively. “Gosh, it scared me half out of my wits!”
“What did you find?” Dan demanded.
“Just follow me.”
At a dog-trot, Chips led the Cubs down the beach to a clump of willows. There he pointed dramatically to an object lying in a slight depression.
“A skeleton!” Midge exclaimed, recoiling at the gruesome sight.