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"Yes, a man -and I don't know whether we ought to shoot at him or not," continued the leader of the gun club. "We certainly don't want to commit murder." "But if it's a man what is he playing ghost for?" queried the doctor's son. "That remains to be found out." "Your theory is all well enough," said Whopper, "but it doesn't account for the ghostlike voice." "I know that.
He says he will get us the proper outfit, and before we start he'll have a professional photographer, who has made a study of landscapes, give us pointers on how to get the best results. He knows we can take pretty good pictures already." "In that case, I say, let us accept the offer, by all means," answered Snap. "How soon can we start?" demanded Whopper.
"I can't sit up mu-much lon-longer," put in Whopper, weakly. "I am like a -a lump of ice already!" "I think we must be getting close to shore," said Snap, as bravely as he could. "Keep up your courage." He was at the end of the boat and allowed himself to slip down into the lake. "Hi! Come back!" called Shep, in fresh alarm. "I am only going to see how deep it is," was the reply.
The others were too interested in pursuing the wounded duck to pay attention to his words. Thinking he saw a chance, Whopper discharged his weapon but it did no damage. Then Giant took a shot, and this was likewise of no avail. "Gracious, ducks seem to be harder to hit than deer!" cried the smaller member of the Gun Club. "It will get away after all, Whopper!" "Not if I know it," was the reply.
"Now, Curtis, I've got some pictures here of bears that a friend of mine has just shot. Look at that whopper, fifteen hundred pounds that's as much as a horse weighs, you know. Now, my friend shot him" and it was a toss-up who was the more keenly interested, the real boy or the man-boy, as picture after picture came out and bear adventure crowded upon the heels of bear adventure.
"I am sure I saw the deer." "Whopper must have been deceived in the distance," said Giant. "Things look closer on the water, or when the ground is covered with snow." "Perhaps that's it," answered Whopper. "Anyway, the deer were somewhere out here, I'm sure." Again they went on, but soon came to a series of rocks, where walking was difficult.
"Hullo, what's up?" came from Snap, as he rushed from the shelter, followed by Giant. "What are you firing at?" "We just brought down a couple of wolves," answered Whopper, with considerable satisfaction in his tone. "Wolves!" ejaculated Giant. "I didn't think they'd find us as early as this." Taking a brand from the fire, Whopper led the party out on the ice to where the two wolves lay.
But instead of answering the small youth staggered around the piazza top. "Giant is shot!" gasped Whopper. "Catch him! He is falling off the roof!" Snap made a quick leap forward and caught Giant around the waist. Both were now on the slanting portion of the piazza roof. Snap did what he could to stay their progress, but it was in vain, and the next instant both boys slipped down over the edge.
"Is that true, Anne? Or is it a whopper?" demanded Davy staring. "Davy," said Anne despairingly, "haven't you sense enough to distinguish between a fairytale and a falsehood?" "Then what is it that sasses back from the Boulter bush? I want to know," insisted Davy. "When you are a little older, Davy, I'll explain it all to you."
But the snows of the previous winter had played sad havoc with the fireplace they had built, and they had to build a fire in the open. While Whopper and Giant prepared a substantial supper Snap and Shep put up the tent, on a bit of high ground. Around the tent they dug a small trench, to carry off the water, should it storm.
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