Guns and Snowshoes - Or, the Winter Outing of the Young Hunters by Ralph Bonehill
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"I'd like to spoil the trip for them." "So would I. Maybe we can do it too, if we watch our chances." The two talked the matter over for some time and when they separated it was with the fixed determination to play some underhanded trick and do "the Dodge crowd," as they called our friends much harm. All of the boys who attended the local school had been waiting impatiently to learn when the present session would come to an end. Now it was announced that school would close the following Friday afternoon and remain shut up for three weeks and a half. "Hurrah! that will give us just time enough for a dandy outing!" cried Whopper. "You'll have to kill a bear a day to make up the number you said you'd bring down," answered, Giant. "Pooh! I never kill bears singly," sniffed Whopper. "I always kill them in pairs or by the half dozen." "We've got to make sure that we can go first," said Shep. "Remember the school averages." They did remember, and all were very anxious concerning the examinations to come off before the term closed. They studied hard, and came out with an average of eight-eight to ninety-four per cent. |
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