of our house, an' it's higher'n yours.' 'No, 'taint.' 'It is so—it's got a cupola on top.' 'I don't care,' cried the other boy. 'Our's is higher. It's got a mortgage on it—I heard dad say so!'" And a smile went the rounds.
Not having any other name, the boys had christened the place for which they were bound, Robber Island. It was a lonely spot, rocky in some places and covered with woods and underbrush in others. The shore was fringed with bushes, through which the driven snow had sifted to a depth of two feet and more.
"Here we are!" cried Dave, as they came in sight of one end of the island. "Lower the sail, or we'll be sliding into the trees and rocks."
They made a safe landing, and then prepared to walk to the cabin, which was some distance away. Henshaw looked doubtfully at the iceboat.
"Think she'll be all right?" he asked, of Messmer.
"I think so."
"Oh, sure she'll be all right, with the sail down," added Roger.
"Wonder if there are any wild animals on this island?" questioned Shadow.
"Might be an elephant or two," answered Dave, "or half a dozen royal Bengal tigers."
"Quit your fooling, Dave. I reckon you
