There were several good singers among the boys and a number of them
had musical instruments, banjos, guitars and mandolins, so that it
was an easy matter to get up a concert at any time, the boys whiling
away many an hour in this fashion.
Some of the musicians had already begun to play when the three boys
arrived, their absence not having been noticed, and now Arthur, who
played the banjo, called upon a number of the boys to join in a
plantation melody and later a number of the old and new college songs.
Blaisdell had a good voice and he started the songs, the others
quickly joining him, till there were a dozen or more and fifty for
the chorus, the woods fairly ringing with the melody, which could be
heard a mile away by the men who had tried to stop the boys from
surveying.
"Huh! they're singin' up there!" growled the big man. "We hain't
got nothin' yet, an' that young feller said he was goin' to pay us."
"We orter got pay afore we done anythin', that's the trouble,"
growled Jenkins. "He was a sneak. Arter promisin' to pay us for
makin' trouble, he run away an' left us." "Mebby if we tell
the ingineers who he is they'll pay us," suggested one of the men.
"We gotter get something out o' this.
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