Copyright, 1915
By A. L. Burt Company
THE BOY CHUMS IN THE FLORIDA JUNGLE

Contents

CHAPTERPAGE
I.THE BOY CHUMS[3]
II.THE NEW VENTURE[11]
III.INVESTIGATING[20]
IV.BUNCOED[28]
V.THE STRIKE[37]
VI.LOYALTY[45]
VII.CHARLEY HAS A NARROW ESCAPE[53]
VIII.WALTER TAKES HIS FIRST LESSON IN RUNNING AN ENGINE[61]
IX.BOB IS SENT HOME[69]
X.WALTER AND THE ENGINEER GO A-HUNTING[76]
XI.THE CONVICTS' CAMP[83]
XII.CHARLEY GETS A NEW CREW[91]
XIII.LOOKING AHEAD[98]
XIV.SCOUTING[105]
XV.THE FIRST BLOW[112]
XVI.FIGHTING THE FIRE[120]
XVII.THE CONVICTS[128]
XVIII.THE MEDICINE MAN[136]
XIX.THE OLD FORT[144]
XX.THE HIDDEN VOICE[152]
XXI.CHARLEY GETS A TELEGRAM[160]
XXII.MOVING THE CAMP[168]
XXIII.EXCITING EVENTS[176]
XXIV.A CLEW[184]
XXV.SICKNESS IN THE CAMP[192]
XXVI.A MIDNIGHT RAID[200]
XXVII.BURNING OUT THE JUNGLE[208]
XXVIII.SHOOTING TO KILL[216]
XXIX.THE SEMINOLE LAD[224]
XXX.VISITORS[232]
XXXI.MR. JONES BUYS THE OUTFIT[240]
XXXII.THE MYSTERY SOLVED[248]

THE BOY CHUMS IN THE FLORIDA
JUNGLE

CHAPTER I.
THE BOY CHUMS.

"Golly! I'm getting powerful tired ob dis. Fish what just clusterers 'round youah bait an' won't bite at hit noways is jest trifling and noaccount. I reckon dey's too ornery an' too finiky anyway to be fit to eat. Well, here goes again, though hit ain't no use. I'se dun spit on mah bait fifty times, an' rubbed hit twice with my rabbit's foot, but hit doan' do a bit of good. Dey jes' look at hit an' grin like white folks at a nigger's wedding." The little ebony negro who had spoken let drop his daintily baited hook into the water again with a gesture of disgust.