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Bonehill, Ralph

"Four Boy Hunters"

There seemed no
help for it, and the timber dealer rushed into the icy water, giving
a shiver as he did so; and then the danger was over.
"Come, we had better get out of here!" cried Whopper, in a low
voice. "He'll be as mad as a thousand hornets now, and ready
to chew us up into mincemeat!"
All of the boys were at the oars and without delay, they began to
pull a strong stroke.
"Come back here, you young rascals!" cried one of the men of the
party. "Come back, I say!"
"We are not going back," declared Snap.
"Not much," put in Shep. "I'd rather jump overboard."
"It served Felps right for being so mean," said Giant. "Just look
at all our work gone to waste. It's enough to make one cry."
"And such a fine spot as it was, too," said Shep. "I doubt if
we find another to equal it."
"It won't do any good if we do---on this lake," said Snap. "Andrew
Felps will not let us stay here if he has purchased the property---as
he says he has. I am afraid it is all due to me that we have got to
move on," he added. "That man hates my father worse than poison.


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