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Updated: June 23, 2025
"Hike back to town?" gibed the Younger Man. "Ha!" he sneered. "A chap would have to hike back a good deal farther than 'town' these days to find a girl that was worth hiking back for! What in thunder's the matter with all the girls?" he queried petulantly. "They get stupider and stupider every summer!
But that same terror-stricken screech was required to set forth the true situation to the one member of the trio who had learned from birth to judge by sound and by scent, rather than by mere sight. With no good grace, the Master yanked off his own coat and waistcoat, and bent to unstrap his hiking boots.
It is for this reason that all the exercises are so carefully described and the method and manner of walking, marching, or "hiking" receive so much attention.
"There isn't any," remarked Felix; "only a wreck that would make you hold your breath and rub your eyes." "Then it was struck by that terrible bolt, was it?" asked the scout master. "Smashed, into flinders," replied Josh. "You never in all your life saw such a wreck, sir." "We'll all take a glance at it before we leave this place," the leader of the hiking troop told them.
He was sure that Pumphrey recognized him and saw Tanis kiss him as she crowed, "You're such a good driver!" At lunch next day he probed Pumphrey with "Out last night with my brother and some friends of his. Gosh, what driving! Slippery 's glass. Thought I saw you hiking up the Bellevue Avenue Hill." "No, I wasn't I didn't see you," said Pumphrey, hastily, rather guiltily.
He walked down the hall and poured his own. He looked at his hiking boots, light colored jeans, and dark plaid shirt. It was Saturday, for God sake. Every day was Saturday for Oliver as far as clothes were concerned. What difference did it make? Jacky was wearing tan jeans and a denim jacket, open over a mahogany colored jersey. She was a big woman. His eyes were at the level of her collarbone.
And we won't get dizzy at all, because it'll be the island that goes round, see?" "That's a very good suggestion," said Townsend, "but suppose on one of our long hikes we want to stop and camp. As soon as we stop hiking we'll start going round backward with the island." "We should worry," said Pee-wee. "Oh, we're not going to worry," said Townsend. "You said it," vociferated Pee-wee.
What should I do if I were deserted in my old age? What would become of me? Perhaps you never thought of that, Barbara perhaps you never said to yourself, "How could HE get on without me?" You see, I have grown so accustomed to you. What else would it end in, if you were to go away? Why, in my hiking to the Neva's bank and doing away with myself.
What on earth could Dick mean by accepting for himself and chums a dinner and dance invitation when they had nothing to wear save their road-worn and travel-stained hiking clothes? "Dick is getting careless -making such an engagement for us for to-morrow evening," Tom confided to Hazelton, when the news was related to him. "Well, you won't need to mind, anyway," laughed Harry gleefully.
"Besides, I might not get it straight. Sometime, though, if you want me to, I'll pass on what I know. But to-day I guess we ought to be hiking back. It is close onto the time the pack is fed and I may have them yelping at my throat if I don't hurry." Quickening their pace the boys whistled to the dogs who came dashing through the clumps of bayberry that dotted the field.
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