"
"Have you any idea where we could find their camp?"
The railroad man laughed.
"Fine chance you got of finding anything in that swamp. There's ten
square miles of it, every square just like every other square, and a
hundred little islands, and a thousand creeks and rivers winding
through."
"You're right," agreed Average Jones. "It would take a month to
search it. You spoke of a boat."
"It's my notion they must have had a houseboat. They could a-rowed
it up on the tide from the Kills--a little one. I never saw no tent
with 'em. And they had to have something over their heads. The
boat I seen 'em have was a rowboat. I s'pose they used it to go
back and forth in."
"Thanks," said Average Jones. "That's a good idea about the
houseboat."
On the following day this advertisement appeared in the newspapers
of several shore towns along the New Jersey and Staten Island coast.
A DRIFT--A small houseboat lost several
days ago from the Hackensack Meadows.
Fifty dollars reward paid for information
leading to recovery.
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