CHAPTER 6 Ghost of the Castle
The Cubs of Den 2 worked hard the next week making "props" for theirRobin Hood play. Dan assisted Mr. Holloway in blocking out scenes for themovie, and was told he had done an excellent job.
"We should have a chance to win first prize in the contest," the Den Daddeclared late one afternoon as the boys met in their clubroom.
The meeting room of Den 2 was the envy of all the other Cub Scouts inWebster City. Situated high in a natural cave above the beach, itafforded a fine view not only of the shoreline, but also the distant BoyScout camp on Skeleton Island.
"Yes, the play is rapidly whipping into shape," declared Sam Hatfield."Right now, our crying need is for costumes."
"I thought the mothers were going to help us out," Dan remarked.
"They have agreed to," the Cub leader answered. "That is, they'll sew thecostumes. However, there's a little item of buying materials."
"Can't each Cub provide his own?"
"I was going to suggest that," nodded Mr. Hatfield. "I feel though, thatthe money should be earned by each boy. It wouldn't be fair to ask theparents to pay for our costumes--especially as some of them will berather elaborate."
The Cub leader explained to the other boys his plan and no one raised anyobjection. Chips and Red however, were uncertain how they would earn thenecessary money.
"Well, you might try cutting lawns, gathering papers, or runningerrands," Mr. Hatfield suggested. "Give it a little thought. I'm sure youcan come up with some idea."
"How soon must we have the money?" Midge asked.
Mr. Hatfield said he thought it should be turned in not later than aweek.
"The mothers will need the materials to start sewing the costumes," hedeclared. "Deadline for the contest is the twenty-fifth of the month."
After the meeting broke up, Brad and Dan sauntered down the streettogether, discussing how they would earn their money.
"My Dad has been after me to clean the basement," Brad remarked. "Maybe Ican get fifty cents for that job. It will be a start."
"All the odd jobs around our place are cleaned up," Dan saidthoughtfully. "It looks as if I'll have to get out and hustle."
That very afternoon, he called on several neighbors, offering to washwindows or the family car. In each instance, he was politely but firmlyturned down.
Rather discouraged, Dan then appealed to his mother.
"Maybe I can think up some job if you give me a little time," she said toencourage him. "Off hand I can't think of a thing. Usually, you're two orthree jobs ahead of me."
When Dan went to the drugstore at six o'clock to get a newspaper for hisfather, he met Fred.
"How you coming on earning money?" the boy asked him.
"No luck yet," Dan admitted. "Jobs seem to be mighty scarce."
"I ran an errand and picked up a quarter," Fred told him. "But that's allI've been able to earn so far. Red and Chips are having a tough timetoo."
"Webster City must suddenly have been hit by a depression, Fred. I wonderhow the Den 1 boys are getting their costumes?"
"Dad told me they're earning their money too."
"Well, I hope they have better luck than we're having."
As Dan spoke, a voice behind him demanded: "Better luck at what?"
Dan and Fred turned around to see Ross Langdon standing behind them. Hisbicycle was parked outside the drugstore. Over his shoulder was slung apaper carrier's sack.
"We were talking about earning money for our Robin Hood costumes," Fredexplained.
"The trouble with you fellows is you don't have any hustle and get-up,"Ross taunted them. "Now me--I'll have no difficulty raising any amount."
"Your father will give it to you, I bet!" Dan said.
"Not on your life. I'm earning it."
"How?" demanded Dan and Fred together.
Ross tapped the canvas case over his shoulder.
"I've taken on a paper route," he explained. "I start with eightcustomers. Probably by the end of the week, I'll have twenty or thirty.That will give me a nice profit."
Despite themselves, the other two Cubs were impressed.
"How long have you had the route?" Fred demanded.
"I just started. My father got it for me through a friend."
"Gee! You're lucky," Dan said without envy. "Wish I could land one too.Any chance?"
"Not the slightest," Ross answered loftily. "You have to think up yourown ideas."
"Sure, I guess so," Dan admitted goodnaturedly. "Well, I'm glad you'reall set. Running a paper route should be profitable, but it will meanhard work."
"Oh, I don't know," Ross shrugged. "On my bike it shouldn't take long tomake deliveries. It's a cinch! And watch the money roll in. I'll buymyself a super Robin Hood costume that will knock your eye out! Nohome-made affair for me! Not on your life!"
Having delivered himself of this, Ross smiled in a superior way andambled off.
"Even if that guy is a Cub, he makes me sick!" Fred muttered when the boywas beyond hearing. "He won't last long at a paper route."
Dan did not think so either. But he pointed out Ross probably would stickto the job until he had acquired enough to buy the Robin Hood costume.
"If he's able to buy a good one, and I come up with a make-shift, thatcinches the role for him, Fred."
"Don't kid yourself," the other returned. "Dad won't give the part toRoss just because he can dig up the best costume. He'll have to provehe's the better actor and archer."
Dan paid for the newspaper and the boys left the drugstore together.
"Don't forget we're to go to Mr. Holloway's house tomorrow night," Fredreminded as they parted. "He's promised to run off those first moviescenes we took at the castle."
"I'll be there," Dan promised.
The Den Dad had invited all the boys of both Den 1 and 2 to his home. Onthe following night not a single Cub was absent from the meeting, for allwere eager to view the films.
"How'd they turn out, Mr. Holloway?" Dan asked eagerly.
"Not bad," the Den Dad replied. "In one of the scenes though--a mysteryhas cropped up."
"A mystery?"
"I'll let the boys discover it for themselves," Mr. Holloway replied."We'll see whose eyes are sharp enough to spot it!"
Deeply puzzled by the Den Dad's remark, the Cubs plied him withquestions. To all he made the same answer: "Wait and see."
Mr. Holloway had hung up a screen in the downstairs recreation room. Theboys gathered in a semi-circle in front of it and waited impatiently forthe showing of the film.
The room was darkened. After testing out the focus, Mr. Holloway ranthrough the first scene that had been taken at the creek.
The Cubs howled with laughter as they watched the duel between Brad andRoss. As the latter tumbled into the water with a mighty splash, theirmirth could not be controlled.
"Heck! I don't think it's that funny," Ross protested.
Mr. Holloway ran off other scenes in rapid order. The Cubs remarked thatDan's acting was especially good and that Brad too had acted his rolewell.
"What's that mystery you were telling us about?" Midge demanded when onlyone more scene remained to be shown.
"Wait and see," smiled Mr. Holloway. "Watch sharp now."
Again the room was darkened. Mr. Holloway began the showing of thebanquet scene with the castle and forest as background.
"Say, Ross is good as the Sheriff of Nottingham!" exclaimed Midge. "It'sa natural part for him."
"Like fun!" growled Ross. "I'm to be Robin Hood."
So engrossed were the boys in watching for themselves in the scene, thatalmost before they realized it, the film had been run off.
"Well?" inquired Mr. Holloway. "Who caught it?"
"Caught what?" asked Red in perplexity.
"I didn't notice anything," declared Chips.
Dan spoke quietly. "I'm not sure, Mr. Holloway. The film went so fast.But I thought I did see something unus
ual."
"Aw, you're making that up!" challenged Ross. "What did Bunny Bright Eyessee?"
"It wasn't in the foreground," Dan said slowly. "Just for an instant, Ithought I caught a flash of a face back in the bushes."
"So what?" demanded Ross, getting up from the floor. "Cubs were all overthe place."
"This didn't look like one of our boys. The face wasn't clear, but I'msure it was no one I'd ever seen before."
As Ross was on the verge of making another jibe, Mr. Holloway saidquickly:
"Dan is right. The camera lens picked up an extra character."
Dan and Brad exchanged a glance, as the same thought occurred to them.
"Then I didn't imagine that someone was hiding out in the bushes watchingus!" Dan exclaimed. "It must have been that crack-shot--the ghost of thecastle!"