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The Boy Scouts at the Panama Canal

Chapter 8 SKILL VS. MUSCLE.

Word Count: 920    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

to build himself up physically. Yet he was no mean opponent, as Rob saw. The leader of the Eagles was not as heav

t was to land a heavy blow before Rob's perfect training had a chance to assert itself. He rushed in w

g his opportunity, countered with amazing swiftness. None of the onlookers saw the blow, but they heard the shar

for an instant and dropp

here if you like

outed Jared, shaking his

red's friends began to look rather gloomy. In their hearts both Max Ramsay

ped a solid blow straight from the shoulder. It felt to Jared

elled in spi

n a wrestling grip. Rob, caught off his guard, lost his feet and th

t war!" cried Merrit

battling to get in some heavy blows that caused Rob to gasp

ake him away, you fellows

the consolation he got from his

up as quick as the other and met Jared's last rush calmly. Jared, by this time, had lost his head utterly. He waved his arms wi

of Rob's. It had rained the week before, and back of the grandstand was a depr

e he knew what had happened, Jared's feet slipped from under him. He staggered, clutching at the air to save himself; but although

could not help laughing at him. Plastered with mud and streamin

, "we'll get you to the buggy, Jared, and you can drive out

for the moment forgetting what they had overheard

d, but Jared dashed

ldier!" he shouted, shaking with rage,

ejoined Rob, as he turned aside and put o

d Jared, as his friends walked him off t

cross lots, there

Where have

long," was Rob's re

ind the grandstand. Running toward him was Tu

, as he saw the lad's

t note you left fo

es

er in that auto yonder and asked m

odied auto was drawn up. In it was seated a man of past middle age, with iron-gr

got out of the car and

r me, Manning. I'll

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