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Allen, Captain Quincy [pseud.]

"The Outdoor Chums The First Tour of the Rod, Gun and Camera Club"


A set of aluminum ware went with it, the kettles nesting in each other;
there were cups, dishes, knives, forks and spoons for four persons;
besides, Frank had added a lot of kitchen things from the house, so that
they were amply supplied.
The supper was almost finished when something crashed through the
branches of a tree and fell at Frank's feet.
"What's that?" exclaimed the boy.
Crash! came another object. It landed on a platter and bounded off into
Bluff's lap.
"A rock! Somebody is throwing rocks at us!" cried Will, starting to
scramble to his feet in wild excitement.
"It must be one of that Lasher crowd," ejaculated Jerry; "come on, boys,
and let's get hold of the fellow!"


CHAPTER VI
BLUFF MEETS WITH A LOSS

The wildest excitement ensued.
Jerry met with a mishap right in the beginning of the hunt, falling over
the long box in which much of their camp material had been carried.
It happened to lie just back of the tent, empty save for a few fag-ends
of canvas brought along in case of need, and with the cover in place.
"Talk about your obstacle races!" he shouted, as he scrambled up, and
went limping after the others; "this has 'em beaten to a frazzle.


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