Comrades of the Saddle - The Young Rough Riders of the Plains by Frank V. Webster
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by that time the hired man was ready for another shot. This
finished the beast, and with a yelp it rolled over and breathed its last. CHAPTER II MR. ALDEN BRINGS NEWS Exhausted by their run and the excitement of their escape, Larry and Tom staggered into the house and dropped into chairs, their mother and the hired men pressing about and plying them with questions. But it was several minutes before the boys recovered their breath sufficiently to speak. Tom was the first to get over his fright, and, as soon as he could control his voice, gave a vivid account of their attempt to reach home before their father, their hearing the uncanny sound from the swamp, the sudden appearance of the wolf behind them and their desperate race to get to the house before the beast should overtake them. "It's a good thing I practiced shooting last winter," exclaimed Joe as the story ended. He was proud of what he had accomplished. "There's father," declared Mrs. Alden as a "whoa!" sounded from the yard. |
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