Chapter 21 AN EMPTY LARDER.

"I'm only afraid it'll be too late, Giraffe," Bumpus was heard to remark, with a skeptical air.

"Too late for what?" demanded the tall scout, who had dropped to his knees, and was starting to follow the trail left by Wandering George, after the latter had gained his feet, and moved away from the vicinity of the camp.

"Why, there won't be a si