aka-c-h-e-w

Updated: August 2, 2026

I'll give them a surprise if they are." The surprise, however, was to be Tad's. At last he reached the edge of the little butte. Slowly stretching his neck and lying flat on his stomach, he peered over. A cloud of black smoke rolled up into his face, causing the lad to withdraw hastily. "Aka-c-h-e-w," sneezed Tad, burying his face in his hands. "Whew, what a smudge!

Frank Gee Patchin - The Pony Rider Boys in Montana : Or, the Mystery of the Old Custer Trail