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The Outdoor Chums After Big Game; Or, Perilous Adventures in the Wilderness

Chapter 3 HOMEWARD BOUND, BY MOONLIGHT

Word Count: 1742    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

threw himself upon the first f

ion to the words by propelling himself

The consequence was, he felt disposed to put up a much better fight tha

t to drop on him. Then, scrambling to his knees, the man, who turned out to be a rough-looking chap,

g half filled with dirt after he had plowed

y from a point somewhat in the rear; and they immediately heard the littl

sent it from him suddenly with all his power, and as the cudgel was no light one, when it struck the extended arm of

the same. The man was nursing his wounded arm and

, fellows?" cried Jerry as he stood over the grunting a

Bluff, frowning at the several scratches

e done?" a

the one you're sitting on looks as if his face m

he machines,"

e. How about yours,

g fast enough to cause a real wreck. A little

er of these fello

a better loo

rady, I'm sure. He used to live in Centerville.

pose he got uneasy, and wanted to be on the move again, and seeing a fine chance for hooking a couple of motorcycle

Sure you don't think we'd be fools enough to run away with such valuable things as them motorcycles, when the telephone would get us at the next town?

ature. Besides, it did seem as though the t

p, Hank. You took a lovely cropper that time. Where did you learn h

ke you fellers think somebody was sick in the woods. Then, when we seen you all go by, I said to him, 'Let's run a couple of them machines down the road a bit,

e let it pass?" asked Fr

the revolver he held, until the en

stranger. Think what would happen to you if you'd fired and hit one of us? S

tramp printer, who let his head fall,

been left, while the two men slunk into the shelter of

ending to a rescue, w

Bluff and Jerry surround the other tramp, who is on his knees, aiming his old gun. Then my machine

dent photographer was the happiest boy in the county. His

uch an exhibition of joy over so trivial a matter. "Why, you'd th

to another. You and I are fond of fishing and shooting, but Will is more of an artist. He delights in stalking the timid deer in

thin out the game,"

to turn a look of

mp if we depended on your blessed old b

d to continue their interrupted journey to the camp of the trapper; "which is proo

r my prints more than Jerry," grum

mean anything by it. You know how he likes t

o unfortunates sprawling upon the ground was a lesson, warning the riders

rprised him very much; and when Jesse Wilcox learned t

. From their long experience now the boys had become quite proficient in this

in home. Of course, they fairly deluged him with questions about the habit

has been trapping these little animals around here so long now he's a back number," joked Jerry, at w

t. This necessitated that they walk with their machine

ot out of this neighborhood for keeps?" Bluff was saying, aft

ort of chap, it seems to me, and if Hank keeps along in his s

more Frank gave a quick toot of his horn that

us now?" de

thing in the road, as sure

topped yet. It never rains but it pours, fellows. Hi! Frank, what's t

y motorcycle forward so as to rea

n a bad way. Something has happened to him s

e dead?" gasped Will, hi

eplied Frank, bending over so that he could pres

's he at?" asked Jerry suggest

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