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Cupid of Campion

CHAPTER II 

Word Count: 1724    |    Released on: 19/11/2017

l and a tramp lend their aid

Abe presently, “

retorted the dainty youngster, as with even and str

ng us? There ain’t

ending Clermont Academy in New York State, a young gentleman’s boarding school, as the prospectus says, where for the trifling sum of nine hundred dollars a year, cash in advance

exclaimed Abe, his large

swered Clarence, blithely, “even

’ and ’rithmetic?” continue

ant that sort of thing. We can’t be r

sly school,”

like it. Of course, y

be emphatically. “Say, why

ar as the coast, and my pa’s taking me along so’s he’ll know me next tim

t know your own pa and your own

d deal in three years. My ma didn’t change so much. But she says she’d

ded. It looks all right,” continued the young vagabond, warming up to his theme; “but it’s full of sink-holes and places that suck you down.

ars to m

g about this river went in swimming just in front of it

sting on his oars and losi

ys. “And their fathers all came here to see what could be done, and one of them

ng his rowing with a sigh. “I’ll not tak

by Pictured Rocks where a hen wouldn’t mind swimming; it’s

nquishing the oars and craning his neck. “By

a passenging boat and

oat, just turned a ben

n see her. Somewhere, Master Abe, in that boat is the bright-eyed goddess of adventure, a

s paddle in dismay: “You’re going to get

let me do it all by myself. We’re going to shoot right acr

is teeth chattered; he turned his face from the approaching vessel. Meantime, there was a whistle, a clanging of bells, and hurried movements on the St. Paul. As the forward deck filled with excited passen

lieve that boat’s in trouble

nd once more

the captain leaning as far a

do you mean, sir?

e more idiots on this river like you, I’d give it up an

sir. I didn’t w

fed his cap. There came a cheer from the deck, Clarence hummed “Ta-ra-ra-b

a young jackass,”

I no

, you

at all. He had no business to stop that old boat of his.

were an idiot

at before. Nearly all my frien

ing with you aga

hance. I’m off for th

eering towards the shore. “This is the

inging with a few swift strokes the boat well up

lls ’em Pictured Rocks, because the rocks up this here hill instead of being white like other rocks is in layers of red and orange an

ching the bank, “I’m ready for your Pictured Rocks. Do you thin

ng; we can get up there

of a tramp, who, making his way along the railroad ties of the Chicago, Milwaukee, and St. Paul towards McGrego

the road adventurer. Clarence, pausing at every o

ler, could I sa

swered Clarence, gazing at the long-haired,

eat since last night. Co

ut as he spoke a handful of coin, selecting a

range light into certain eyes.

ch money for a kid. Giv

self!” yelled Abe f

There was no mistaking the glint in the fellow’s

nce, and turning tail h

in excellent condition from much t

e, content to give advi

ar, it grew clear to him that his pursuer was no mean runner. Near

ramp went down with a suddenness to which few men are accustomed, and, assisted by a quick shove from the boy’s agile arm, started rolling from the tracks down an incline of some fifteen

o resume his wearied journey, he heard a bli

ra-boom

ra-boom

ra-boom

om-de-ay!”

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