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"This isn't the nicest kind of tramping in the world, is it?" came from Shep. "Don't say a word," answered Giant. "I just came within an inch of twisting my left ankle." They had a small brook to cross and there stopped for a drink of water. They were just going on again when another distant gunshot sounded out. "They must be doing a lot of hunting to-day," observed Snap.
The photographs had turned out well, and the young hunters were correspondingly proud of them. "I think my father will be much pleased," said the doctor's son. "I am sure they are right in line with what he wanted. But we must get a good many more." "How about your watch, Shep?" asked Whopper. "I declare, I forgot about it -thinking of that lion," answered the doctor's son.
Each took ten trials and Snap knocked the lid down seven times, Shep six times and Giant and Whopper each five times. Then the boys got to snowballing each other, running round the shelter for protection, and at last Giant followed Shep inside, each carrying a chunk of snow. "Hi! that won't do!" sang out the leader of the club. "No snow allowed inside.
If September chickens have feelings as susceptible as their bodies, Dorothy's orphans must have been imperiled by her caresses. "Look here, Dorothy! Where's my trousers?" cried Shep, opening the door at the foot of the stairs. Reuby was behind him, fully arrayed in his own garment aforesaid, and carrying the bedroom candle. "Here they are with a needle in them," said Dorothy.
Then said Hopeful to the Shepherds, I perceive that these had on them, even every one, a show of pilgrimage, as we have now; had they not? SHEP. Yes, and held it a long time too. HOPE. How far might they go on in pilgrimage in their day, since they notwithstanding were thus miserably cast away? SHEP. Some further, and some not so far, as these mountains.
There was no reply, and coming to the door, the four boys saw that the farmer's wife lay back in a kitchen chair in a dead faint. "Sumbuddy hez killed her, I guess!" moaned Simon Lundy. "Oh, where is the villain?" "She isn't dead, only fainted," answered Shep, who had assisted his father on more than one occasion. "Got some smelling salts in the house?" "I dunno. Ye kin look in the closets."
It crashed through the gate, swept across the garden and broke at their feet, sending a thin sheet of water over the floor of the porch. "Now it's gone into the entry. Why didn't thee shut the door, Shep?" "Well, I think we'd better clear out, anyhow. Let's go over to the mill. Say, Dorothy, shan't we?" "Wait. There comes another wave."
"We had a pretty close shave of it, father," answered Snap. "We've got a prisoner for you, Mr. Dodge," sang out Shep, somewhat proudly. "Here is the rascal who set fire to the sawmill." "Is it possible!" cried Mr. Dodge. "That fire was an -an accident," grumbled Lusher Barrock. "All a mistake." "I've got the documents he took, and three hundred dollars of the money," said Snap. "Well! well!
"It was, as Dick says, only a joke -and we got paid back for it," put in Carl Dudder. "How?" "Somebody came to our camp and robbed us. We thought it was your crowd." "Were you really robbed?" asked Shep. "Yes; some of our best clothing is gone and also some of our stores." "Well, we were not near your camp, I can give you my word of honor on that," said Snap.
The dog must have barked, but I didn't hear him." "Neither did I," answered Snap. "It was so cold I rolled up as tight as I could, ears and all, in the blankets." With the tramp gone, there seemed nothing to do but for Snap and Shep to return to the camp. Mrs. Masterson served them with a fine breakfast of sausage, and, wheatcakes with molasses, and the boys "filled up" as only growing boys can.
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