Randy of the River; Or, The Adventures of a Young Deckhand

nd hands were covered with dust and so was his elegant suit

pluttered, gazing ruefully at himse

ight, Bob Bangs," ca

t for trying to run

law on you, R

ve the law on

to throw me down

d you start

to stay here-and you ha

is berry affair," said Jack

ng about," answered the big boy,

my boat and spil

ys I di

ow you

you s

w you did it an

face showed a sign of relief. He had been afraid

gs, I think you are the meanest boy in

e you, anyway? The son of a poor carpenter. Why, you

Jack. "Randy is a good fe

't want to associate with such a low fellow," went on the big yo

, in a steady voice, and coming up close

are," stammere

ou down for saying it, Bob B

um

emptible trick that you played on Jack and me. By right you ought t

h the boat, and I

mit that you

es," answered Bob Bangs. "You can't do anything

ught up into court, you woul

't get so persona

you know what I wo

ha

Randy pulled up his sleeves, as if

e!" gasped the rich boy, in alarm. "If

have the

was ready to pitch into him on the instant. He looked ar

ck, for Randy had started after the rich b

ried Randy. "I never

he picked it up and hurled it at the boys. He was not a good thrower, but as luck would h

e you got it!" sang out

t," returned Randy, and made a dash after hi

Bangs by the arm

h amongst his schoolfellows. Bob started for home, several blocks away, but just before he reached his gate Randy came near to him, caught him

off o

ill

ezing the win

u to throw that ch

was only

m only foo

ng my ribs! Oh,

or what you did?

b Bangs ma

m," said Jack, runni

to give it to him g

e began to kick and struggle, but Randy held him down and as a

along the roadway. It contained Mrs. Bangs

n?" burst from the fashionable l

the rich youth, mor

ohn, stop the carriage. You rude boy, let my son

emarked Jack, looking around a

d down Bob, who struggled violently, sending up a cloud of dust in th

. "Oh, John, perhaps you had better run for a police

Bangs," said Jack. "Bob de

ul to throw him down in the road like

y with a chu

Bob, as he got up. He was too ru

Bangs. "I never heard of such doings before. Boy," she

up," retorted Randy. "He sta

ve it. My son i

safe, now that his mother and the hired man were on

tter than tha

d ruined some berries that both of us had picked," explained Randy. "I took him to task

ly. She looked meaningly at Jack. "I presume you and your fam

st you?" said

of that iron

nything about t

fashionable woman was nonplussed. "Nev

t policeman and lock them u

" said Randy. "And the charge against you wil

e," added Jack. "Bob doesn't

ement Bob Bangs

prove anything

that," said Randy, tak

o into the house and clean yourself up. John, you can drive on." And then, while the fashionable woman was driven into her groun

the last of this," remarked Randy,

hink we have the best

angs is a very high-strung woman

ter," went on Jack, with a troubled look on his face. "I

sk your father wh

wil

belonged. Then the berries were divided, and each started for his ho