And say, fellows, remarked Giraffe, in a low, mysterious tone, that somehow managed to thrill the others, as no doubt he intended it should; just take a peek at the men in that boat, will you? Somehow I don’t know just why, but they make me think of pirates, if ever they have such critters up here on Old Superior. And take it from me, boys, right now one of the bunch is looking us over through a marine glass. Like as not they’re making up their minds who and what we can be, and if it’s going to pay ‘em to board this same craft, to clean it out. Don’t anybody make out like we’re watching 'em; but try and remember where you put our gun, Thad; because who knows but what we might need the same right bad before long?