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“The Greasers making a stand, I reckon,” was Ted Hoyt’s comment. “Probably a regular battle.” Mother hugged him to her and kissed him. “But that was a horrible present, John,” she said, pointing to the whistle. How could Mother know that anything was the matter? for he had just sat there stock still and had not said a single word!.
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He thrashed the water with the oars, but, in spite of his frantic efforts, the boat was whirled towards what end he could not guess. Just at the brink a sudden cross rip caught the boat and flung it against one of the rocks which the hurrying waters had not been able to wear away. A sickening crash announced the end of the craft that had given such good service. The same jar flung Bob out and a second later he was hurtling through the foam-laden air over the edge of the fall. The Admiral read on and on. Yes, it was he, and would she accept a little Christmas present? Johnny Blossom held out to her the fancy paper basket filled with peppermint drops. “I’ll call you, Wesley,” and shoved some chips to the center of the table. The man addressed, a rather villainous looking person, smiled and laid down his hand. Jerry did not smile. He threw his cards face down on the table. He had lost..
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