structure, which the captain of the tug said vas a famous summer theater.
"A fellow could certainly have a dandy time here, cruising around among the islands," was Tom's comment.
From Larry Dixon the boys learned that Chesoque Island was away from most of the others, lying far out in the Bay. It was a rocky place, and there was a story that once a band of smug glers had used it for a rendezvous. It was also said to be inhabited by numerous snakes.
"Excuse me, but I don't want to run up against any snakes," said Sam, shuddering.
"Neither do I," added Tom.
"No snakes shall stop me from trying to locate Mrs. Stanhope," said Dick. "More than likely the story about snakes has little foundation to it."
"Like the story about the snakes back of Put nam Hall," said Tom. "Old Farmer Landell said there were thousands of 'em, and he and his son killed exactly five, and only little ones at that."
Presently a distant shore loomed up and after an examination Larry Dixon declared it was the island for which they were seeking.
"Are you sure?" questioned Dick. "This is very important, and we don't want to make any mistake."
"I know the spot," answered the old tar. "See
