Young Hunters of the Lake by Ralph Bonehill
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that distance," said the leader of the club. "I suppose the best
thing to do is to camp where we are." So it was decided, and once more the tent was hauled forth, and preparations were made to start a campfire. Whopper and Snap went to cut the wood. They had just stepped into the bushes when Shep and Giant heard several wild cries. "A snake!" "A dozen of them! This is a regular nest! Run, they are after us!" And then both boys came running out of the bushes with all possible speed. CHAPTER XVII ON LAKE NARSAC AT LAST It was true, they had struck a regular nest of snakes, and in less than a minute the camp seemed to be fairly overrun with the reptiles, which were from a foot to three feet in length. Now, if there was one thing which the young hunters hated worse than anything else, it was a snake, and consequently there was a lively rush to get out of the way of the reptiles. The snakes were dark |
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