Jack Ranger's Gun Club; Or, From Schoolroom to Camp and Trail
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By Clarence Young (Jack Ranger #5) 2 Apr, 2020
"I guess I'm all ready now," replied Dock, as he got on the center of the seat and adjusted the oars. "Better send for your secretary to make sure," said Nat Anderson, and at this, there was a laugh from the students who had gathered to see the conte ... Read more
"I guess I'm all ready now," replied Dock, as he got on the center of the seat and adjusted the oars. "Better send for your secretary to make sure," said Nat Anderson, and at this, there was a laugh from the students who had gathered to see the contest. "Rusticating rowlocks, but you're slow!" "You mind your own business, Anderson," came from the bully, "or I'll make you." "It'll take more than you to make me," responded Nat boldly, for more than once he had come into conflict with Snaith and did not fear him. "It will, eh? Well, if I can get out of this boat--" "Aw, go on! Row if you're going to!" exclaimed Sam. "Think I haven't anything to do except stay here and start this race? You challenged Jack, now go ahead and beat him-if you can." "Yes, come on," added Jack, a tall, good-looking, bronzed youth, who sat on the seat in the small boat, impatiently moving the oars slowly to and fro. "Oh, I'll beat you," said the bully confidently. "You can give the word whenever you're ready, Chalmers." "Ah! that's awfully kind of you, really it is," said Jack in a high, falsetto voice, which produced another laugh. Dock Snaith scowled at Jack but said nothing.  Less
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