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Bonehill, Ralph

"Four Boy Hunters"

"Don't you dare lay your
hands upon me again, Andrew Felps!"
"Ha! you imp!" snarled the lumber dealer, and caught hold of
Snap once more. This time the boy tried to free himself, but
in vain.
"If you don't let go, I'll strike you!" he panted, and the next
moment he struck out, landing a hard blow on the lumber dealer's
nose. The latter was so amazed he fell back and released his hold.
"Oh, my nose!" groaned the man. "You young scoundrel! I'll-----"
At that moment came a cry of alarm from a distance.
"Hullo! hullo! Come this way! The woods are on fire! We'll
be burnt out before we know it!"


CHAPTER XXXI
THE FOREST FIRE---CONCLUSION

The cry was such an unexpected one that for the moment every one who
heard it was dumfounded. The men stared at each other and so did
the boys. Then all looked up and saw a thick mass of smoke rolling
over the forest. The wind was blowing briskly, and soon the smoke
began to envelop the entire crowd.
"Say, fellows, we must get out of here!" exclaimed Shep. "We
can't stay, or we'll be burnt up!"
"That's the truth," put in Giant.


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