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Updated: June 23, 2025


Oh! the vase is from the 'Hiking Club, and I don't know about the packages." Miss Lily beamed on her riches, upon Doodles, upon the whole tableful. "Why," she exclaimed softly, "I don't see how you came to do it! I never thought of having a single present! Oh, it's beautiful of you!" Her voice trembled. "I can't thank you half enough, but I shall love you, every one, as long as I live!"

We could see him scooting pell mell around the edge of the cooking shack, his spindle legs as thin as sticks. I said, "Yes, he's new and he came out of the slums. I guess he'll never work in harness; that's what our scoutmaster says." "Swims like an eel," Winton said; "why didn't they take him hiking, I wonder?"

Now there remains the title searching and the damnable job of financing it because we've got to move cautiously, and knock softly at the doors of the money vaults, or we'll be waking up some Wall Street relatives or secret business associates of the yellow crowd; and if anybody bawls for help we'll be up in the air next New Year's, and still hiking skyward."

"No one will even admit that there is a prince in the case." When the boys came to the vicinity of the summit, south of a point in line with the camp and the canyon where the counterfeiters had been discovered, they stopped and took a good survey of the landscape. "We can probably learn more about what has been going on," Jack suggested, "by hiking straight for the camp.

The Follow Me was hiking along about a quarter of a mile astern, making better going than the Adventurer, just as she always did in a heavy sea. And today the sea was piling up a good deal. Joe looked anxious at times, but he had passed his novitiate and now it took a good deal of tossing to send him below.

Marlin was right when he said the fellows couldn't be listening in for me all the time, but you just bet I'm going to figure out some way to use my wireless. Why, I've got to, if I'm going to make good. This whole neck of the woods could burn up while I'm hiking twelve miles to call help and twelve more to get back to the blaze.

Some friend of yours, I suppose?" An angry exclamation escaped the lips of the mountaineer. "I reckon they're no friends of mine. I reckon, too, that you'll be answering my questions or you'll be hiking for the Happy Hunting Grounds in about ten minutes from now. I haven't got all night to sit here talking with you. I've got to git through with you; then I'm going to finish the rest of your crowd.

It wasn't only the way he smashed those thugs taken by surprise and all but that he had judgment enough not to shoot when there was no need for it; that's what gets me! And then he went and spoiled it all." "How?" "Hiking on up to the ranch with the Major, without even waking you up.

"If you're as hungry as that after just an afternoon's signal practice, think what'll happen when we've been hiking all day, and covered our little forty or fifty miles?" suggested Andy, chuckling. "Oh! come off, Andy, you don't really mean that, do you?" called out Eben over his shoulder. "I'm good for twenty-five miles, I think; but you give me a cold feeling when you talk about fifty.

I was just hammering the last in when you came along. How's yours? Let's see." Smoke held up his foot. "Worn smooth as a skating-rink!" Carson cried. "You've certainly been hiking some. Wait a minute, and I'll pull some of mine out for you." But Smoke refused to listen. "Besides," he said, "I've got about forty feet of rope cached where we take the ice. My partner and I used it coming over.

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