The High School Boys' Fishing Trip by H. Irving (Harrie Irving) Hancock
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"Say, that's a great find!" chuckled Bayliss.
"You may wager that it is," grinned Dodge. "We broke up one night of sleep for the muckers with those bombs, but I've an idea that the night we shot off sixty rounds of blank shotgun shells that they had already moved. But now I have a brand-new one that we can use and make them break camp and run for home as fast as they can go. Then we'll pass the story of their scare all around Gridley, and they'll never hear the last of the laugh against them." "I'm all attention, old fellow!" Bayliss protested eagerly. "So are we!" thought Dick grimly, as he glanced at Dave and Harry. CHAPTER XVIII A KETTLE OF HOT WATER FOR SOMEONE It was a wonderfully elaborate scheme to which the high school boys were privileged to listen. Such a scheme, really showed Dodge, in a way, to be possessed of more brains than people in Gridley commonly credited him with possessing. But Dick smiled at Dave Darrin's scowl as the plot was unfolded in the next booth. |
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