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

Chapter 9 FRANK HAS HIS TURN

Word Count: 2232    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

re other knives," re

t one," said

ill lend you a good o

it wouldn't be that knife,"

emanded Frank, as a suspicion darted int

one who called himself a sportsman to handle so destructive a weapon. When a chance came, he hid the gun in a box that held some of their superfluous things. Later, upon trying to find it, in

knife. He had laughed at its tremendous proportions and ornate handle. Still, it did not se

. You know we were showin

uld still see Bluff flourishing his precious knif

hurry in the morning. I may have laid it aside, intending that it would go in on top, and then ov

fit here, have you?" Frank continued,

wanted to use that trusty blade so much. Of course, I won't think of moping in my tent. I'll borrow a knife,

ome in. Sort out what belongs to you, and chuck the balance of your ext

ut it isn't there. I'll have to stand it, but you fellows will never know what a loss this is to me

t least never have a chance to forget about his great los

is little developing outfit came through safely, tog

ran his business. Then on the following morning a party of them intended

for us, and shooting the rapids in the river. That would be an experience you boys might enjoy," remarked the stockman as they r

ep with them. Frank was glad of this, for somehow he ha

le us from the ground up. I've always wanted to run through some little Niagara. Frank, here, ha

pids, I understand," re

e world. Not that I don't want to go through, too, but my first duty is toward securing all these wonderful

ng beside the fish they caught, which I knew myself to be only ten inches long, a

our experience, shouldn't know that

t I intended to say was that my pictures

r ambition to take a fellow in every pickle he happens to drop into," and Jerry made a wry face as he remembered a number of scenes in which he had figu

s for the morrow. Mr. Mabie answered every question fired at him by the anxious young sportsmen

d Jerry watched the other plying Mr. Mabie with these queries; for Bl

r no one had been told about t

st have left it behind. He was looking mighty blue when I found him

as he spoke. Jerry

he seemed so bent on doing great stunts with it. I'll take a look myself," he said hastily, and yet mee

utfit over. The knife is gone, and that's

I warrant. What's your s

en Bluff showed her that terribly large knife. She's afraid of such thi

ha

it away so that he couldn't find it again. I believe sh

ch a fellow to hang on a thing he'll never give us

d about a dozen knives. If it were a camera, now, or a rapid-a

touched the article in question, and said he was s

asionally digging into that trunk in a vain search, and always sigh

ld often bring back pleasant memories whenever they looked at the rather clever v

pretty much of a bustle

ppeared with his gun strapped across his

irmatives greet

night with the tents and foodstuff, so that we'll find t

ig country, eh?" said Bluff to Frank as

and the air sharp e

st came alongside. "There seems to be a tonic in it that even we do not have

ating tone, and quiet down. It is caused by the dry air. We are a long way from the Atlantic, an

g among the foothills at the base of the great

st awed by the grandeur of their surroundings. At the same time, Jerry kept an eager eye on the watc

irst chanced to spy somethin

clare if it didn't jump straight across from that high rock

l inclined, there is a chance for you to

ared Frank, immediately changing hi

r this rough ridge to the bank of the swift river lying between. You drop down here and make your way along until you ca

ir," said Frank, sli

e last words he heard the stockman say as he began to descend the little declivity

as he could learn, the animal seemed to be centering its attention on the caravan that had halted. Three times it moved its position

across the gorge, Frank sank down so as to get a good aim. Not quite satisfied, he

the trigger he was thrilled to see the mountain sheep give a wild spring into the air and then fall over the edge of

round slipping from under him, and realized that nothing c

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