l-l-lookout

Updated: July 31, 2026

"Where are you, Toby, old fellow?" called Steve. "H-h-here! L-l-lookout, or you'll f-f-fall over, too," came weakly from a point just ahead of them. "Oh, didn't I tell you?" shouted Bandy-legs. "It is a precipice after all, and p'r'aps an awful high one! Hold on, Toby, don't you dare let loose when we're right at hand." Max had felt a thrill again at the prospect of such a peril threatening Toby.

Lawrence J. Leslie - With Trapper Jim in the North Woods