Guns and Snowshoes - Or, the Winter Outing of the Young Hunters by Ralph Bonehill
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"I was figuring it that way, too," answered Whopper. "The question is, Who would be so mean!" "Perhaps it was Carl Dudder," answered Giant. "Or Ham Spink," came from Shep. "It was certainly done by an enemy," said Snap. "But I shouldn't dare to accuse anybody unless I was certain." "You are right there," answered the doctor's son. "Burning a building is a serious piece of business." "Yes, and blowing up a place with dynamite is serious, too," added Whopper. "Why, it's a wonder the whole town didn't sail skyward!" The floor of the shelter had been cleaned up and on one side were placed several piles of fresh pine boughs, which in camping out make the best kind of a couch. Then the fire was brought in and placed where the smoke could drift out between the trees. The blaze soon warmed the place up, and the ruddy glare made the boys feel quite at home. To keep out still more of the cold the two sleds were stood up between some of the trees and the canvas coverings and rubber blankets were stretched around as far as they would go. By that time all of the boys were worn out with their labors and their journey and glad enough to retire. |
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