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He would have to make sure first that the boat was not equipped with wireless, so he supposed he must choose a small sailing vessel, or perhaps a tramp steamer. At other times he pictured himself landing in Salt Lake and hiking out from there to find work on some ranch. Who would ever identify him there as Jack Corey?
She's gone up so high, and she's such a wonderful girl, that all the men in Christendom are hiking after her. And some of 'em.... Well, Molly says it isn't good form to wallop a man over here. Why, she went on her lonesome to India and Japan, with nobody but her maid; and never put us hep until she landed in Bombay. The men out that way aren't the best. East of Suez, you know.
They walk with the easy grace of perfect strength and long practice, and think nothing of "hiking" to the top of Yosemite Falls or Sentinel Peak and back. One of the favorite trips is to Glacier Point by the Illilouette, Vernal and Nevada Falls, a distance of eleven miles, remaining there all night at a comfortable inn and returning by a shorter route by Sentinel Peak.
They halted in a little grove of trees and ate some of their none-too-plentiful rations. Then, after a rest, they started on again. It was late afternoon when, as they were hiking down a lonely road, the rain suddenly began to fall. "Whew! Now we're in for it!" exclaimed Roger, as he did his best to protect the bag of food. "We might better have stayed back in the woods."
Miss Hopkins, it appeared, despised butter-scotch, and abhorred preserved ginger. "I saw The Author hiking across lots a while since. Nice, open-hearted, neighborly man, The Author. "Good heavens, certainly not!" cried Miss Hopkins. And she looked strangely upon Mr. Nicholas Jelnik. "No? Thank you. I was in doubt," murmured Mr. Jelnik. The golden flecks danced in and out of his eyes.
Things in this country are coming to a pass where there's nothing for the fellow who " "Who won't work hard enough to get the place in the world that he wants," Tom Reade finished for the tramp, as he ushered the three of them through the doorway. That day of enforced tie-up was followed by three days of hard hiking.
Upon the suggestion of the association, social centers have been opened in various parts of the city, disused buildings turned into recreation rooms, vacant lots made into gardens, hiking parties organized for country excursions, bathing beaches established on the lake front, and public schools opened for social purposes.
No, sir; my idea of perfect happiness is to be hiking along here with you, Miss Golden." He gazed down upon her with a mixture of amorousness and awe. The leaves of scrub-oaks along the road crinkled and shone in the sun. She was lulled to slumberous content. She lazily beamed her pleasure back at him, though a tiny hope that he would be circumspect, not be too ardent, stirred in her.
No thanks to you, though. I'd like to knock your block off, if you want to know!" "Do it! Damned little use to me," declared Hawksley, sagging. "Here, what's the matter with you?" cried the policeman, throwing his arm round Hawksley. "They nearly killed him a few days gone. A crack on the bean; but he wasn't satisfied. Help him along. I'll be hiking back." But the taxicab was gone.
And now, as he watched the others hiking off through the twilight, and heard their laughter, he recalled that it was usually he who was appointed a "committee to stay and watch the boat."
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