Roy Blakeley's Bee-line Hike

Roy Blakeley's Bee-line Hike

Percy Keese Fitzhugh

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Roy Blakeley's Bee-line Hike by Percy Keese Fitzhugh

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I We Lose a Member 1

II Missionary Work 4

III A Solemn Pledge 10

IV We Start 18

V A Stumbling Block 25

VI A Proposition 31

VII Famine 37

VIII Reel Adventure 44

IX Diplomacy 50

X The Bee-line 55

XI Eats 61

XII Black or White 66

XIII Bandits and Things 73

XIV The Haunted Wheel 78

XV A Scout is Observant 82

XVI Suspense 87

XVII The Hero 91

XVIII One, Two, Three, Go! 95

XIX Up in the Air 101

XX Seeing Things 105

XXI Fetters 113

XXII Invasion 120

XXIII Foiled! 125

XXIV Daring Dora Dane 134

XXV Pee-wee's Loss 139

XXVI The Shero 144

XXVII The New Scout 149

XXVIII The Ledge 155

XXIX The Last Hope 162

XXX A Good Turn 167

XXXI Tomboy 171

XXXII Bee-lines and Things 176

XXXIII Frogs and Hats 179

XXXIV A Little Bit Off the Top 188

XXXV Logic 192

XXXVI The Siege 198

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