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Bonehill, Ralph

"Four Boy Hunters"

The rain had soaked almost everything.
"This is certainly serious," said Snap, as he did his best, assisted
by the others, to pull the canvas into place once more and fasten
it tight. "We don't want our stores ruined."
"We can thank Mr. Andrew Felps for this experience," grumbled
Shep. "I suppose he is snug in our cabin and laughing at us."
"He must certainly be in the cabin," said Giant, who had followed
the others to the boat.
They could do nothing to make themselves comfortable, and so had
to simply grin and bear it, which they did with the best grace
possible. They were afraid to remain under the trees for fear
of getting struck by some falling branch.
"Wonder how long this is going to last?" came from Whopper, an hour
later. "Looks to me as if it was going to keep up a long time."
"There is no telling," answered Snap. "I think---hark!"
All listened and heard a strange humming. Then the wind began to
tear through the forest with fearful violence.
"It is surely a tornado!" yelled Shep. "Get down, all of you,
or you'll be blown to nowhere!"


CHAPTER X
GIANT AND THE MASKALONGE

The wind was making such a noise that little more could be said,
and as the tornado increased all of the boys threw themselves
on the ground, between a number of low bushes close to the lake
shore.


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