"The Boy Scout Treasure Hunters" by Charles Henry Lerrigo is an adventurous tale that centers around the exciting quest for hidden treasure by a group of Boy Scouts. In this thrilling story, a troop of Boy Scouts embarks on an expedition filled with intrigue and adventure. Their journey leads them on a treasure hunt that takes them through various challenges, puzzles, and obstacles. Along the way, they demonstrate teamwork, problem-solving skills, and resourcefulness as they work together to uncover the hidden treasure. The novel captures the spirit of adventure and camaraderie that is synonymous with the Boy Scouts. It highlights the values of determination, cooperation, and the thrill of discovery as the young scouts face both the excitement and challenges of their expedition. Charles Henry Lerrigo's storytelling immerses readers in a world of mystery and excitement, offering an action-packed narrative that celebrates the adventurous nature of the Boy Scouts.

Glen runs away from reform school and meets a man called 'Jolly Bill' that requires a bodyguard to help search for a treasure in Buffalo Hollow. The treasure is a secret that could make the land profitable with some hard work. They enlist the help of some boy scouts who were camped nearby. The group learns about the treacherous Indians that started the incident leading to this project. They also encounter a false trail, chase on the motor-bike, detective Matty, the cave, and more.

It was the supper hour at the State Industrial School for Boys, known to the general public as "The Reform School." Glen Mason sat on a long bench trying to hold the place next to him against the stealthy ravages of the boys who crowded him. "Where's Nixy?" he inquired angrily of his neighbor on the right. "Did he go to town again?" "He's back," the boy replied. "Just got in an' had to go up and change his clothes. Had the toothache again to-day, he told me. Here he comes, now." A lanky boy of fifteen or sixteen got into the vacant seat just as the chaplain rose to say grace. After grace no loud talking was permitted, but no objection was made to whispered conversations that did not become too noisy. "How's it come you go to town so often and I don't ever get to go, Nixy?" whispered Glen, the moment grace was ended.

It was the supper hour at the State Industrial School for Boys, known to the general public as "The Reform School." Glen Mason sat on a long bench trying to hold the place next to him against the stealthy ravages of the boys who crowded him. "Where's Nixy?" he inquired angrily of his neighbor on the right. "Did he go to town again?" "He's back," the boy replied. "Just got in an' had to go up and change his clothes. Had the toothache again to-day, he told me. Here he comes, now." A lanky boy of fifteen or sixteen got into the vacant seat just as the chaplain rose to say grace. After grace no loud talking was permitted, but no objection was made to whispered conversations that did not become too noisy. "How's it come you go to town so often and I don't ever get to go, Nixy?" whispered Glen, the moment grace was ended. "One thing you don't have the toothache, another thing you get too many demerits. The fellows that get to town have to go thirty days without a black sign. You never could do it, Glen."

GLEN MASON RUNS AWAY It was the supper hour at the State Industrial School for Boys, known to the general public as "The Reform School." Glen Mason sat on a long bench trying to hold the place next to him against the stealthy ravages of the boys who crowded him. "Where's Nixy?" he inquired angrily of his neighbor on the right. "Did he go to town again?" "He's back," the boy replied. "Just got in an' had to go up and change his clothes. Had the toothache again to-day, he told me. Here he comes, now." A lanky boy of fifteen or sixteen got into the vacant seat just as the chaplain rose to say grace. After grace no loud talking was permitted, but no objection was made to whispered conversations that did not become too noisy. "How's it come you go to town so often and I don't ever get to go, Nixy?" whispered Glen, the moment grace was ended. "One thing you don't have the toothache, another thing you get too many demerits. The fellows that get to town have to go thirty days without a black sign. You never could do it, Glen." "I could if I wanted. I'm twenty days now. Wouldn't hurt me to go another ten. If I went to town alone I'd never come back." "It ain't so easy, Glen. You have to wear your uniform so everybody knows what you are. If you aren't back by six o'clock they have the police after you. The old man made a great talk about his honor system, but as long as you have to wear your uniform there's plenty of people to watch you." "I could find a way to get around that," insisted Glen. "Well, so could I. I've got one all planned out that I'm going to work some day. I'll get leave to go to the dentist late some afternoon. The car to come back leaves his office at five o'clock. He doesn't want to stay until five because he goes off to play golf. So he'll leave me in his waiting-room when he goes. I'll have a suit of overalls rolled up under my uniform. Soon as the doctor goes I'll change my clothes. You can't get out without being seen but I'll hide right there in the building till it closes and then get down the fire-escape." "I guess somebody'd see you go down and a policeman would get you." "I guess they wouldn't. I wouldn't try till late at night when there wasn't anybody around. Then I'd pick a dark night, and that fire-escape is in the back end of the building, so I guess there wouldn't nobody see me." "Oh, mebbe there wouldn't. Supposin' you did get away. Where'd you go?" "I'd have that all fixed. I'd put on my other clothes and pitch my uniform away and that night would get me twenty-five miles where nobody'd think of looking for me." "Oh, I dunno. I guess you'd be easy picked up. Anybody could tell you a mile off. All to do is to look for a broom handle out walking all by itself." "Broom handle yourself, Glen Mason. I've got the makings of a big man if ever I'd get enough to eat." "You go high enough up to be a big man, but you've stretched too much. If you'd ever learn to be a contortionist and tie yourself into three knots close together, you'd do better." "You're always saying something mean....

It was the supper hour at the State Industrial School for Boys, known to the general public as "The Reform School." Glen Mason sat on a long bench trying to hold the place next to him against the stealthy ravages of the boys who crowded him. "Where's Nixy?" he inquired angrily of his neighbor on the right. "Did he go to town again?"

""Where's Nixy?" he inquired angrily of his neighbor on the right. "Did he go to town again?" "He's back," the boy replied. "Just got in an' had to go up and change his clothes. Had the toothache again to-day, he told me. Here he comes, now.""

This companion to the Edgar Award nominee MOXIE AND THE ART OF RULE BREAKING, which SLJ called “a breathless thrill ride,” features hidden pirate treasure and a high-stakes game of tag – just what you’d expect from summer camp! While at Wilderness camp on the Boston Harbor Islands, Ollie must navigate new friends, new enemies, and a high-stakes game of tag, so the last thing he needs is a mystery. But then Ollie meets Grey, an elusive girl with knowledge of the island’s secrets, including the legend of a lost pirate treasure, which may not be a legend after all. The sidekick steps into the spotlight as Ollie uses his wits and geocaching skills to keep long-lost treasure out of the wrong hands in this exciting adventure-mystery from fan-favorite middle grade author Erin Dionne.