. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. A BURLY THE rORTUNE TELLER. ON TO BALAKLAVA ! 185 other loaded with something like trunks. Come quick ! he exclaimed,and sprang to the door followed by Roy and the fat official. They randown the read to the gate. Their troika was gone ! This way ! cried Scott, starting toward Balaklava. Roy and Scott ran side by side, and soon left the puffing officer lag-ging behind. The boys were strong and determined, but a sailors lifepays little attention to the legs, and theirs were ready to give out whenthey came upon a thr
. American boys in the Arctics; a trip to the far north by a new path. A BURLY THE rORTUNE TELLER. ON TO BALAKLAVA ! 185 other loaded with something like trunks. Come quick ! he exclaimed,and sprang to the door followed by Roy and the fat official. They randown the read to the gate. Their troika was gone ! This way ! cried Scott, starting toward Balaklava. Roy and Scott ran side by side, and soon left the puffing officer lag-ging behind. The boys were strong and determined, but a sailors lifepays little attention to the legs, and theirs were ready to give out whenthey came upon a three-horse hay cart, into which a peasant, at some dis-tance, was laboriously gathering a little crop of grain, grown in famine year. Its our only chance! Scott exclaimed. We can make it rightafterward. Jump in, Roy, and jump quick. Like a flash the boys were in the hay cart. Scott caught the whipand gave the horses a cut. They started at a furious rate, for theywere Russians, while the poor peasant stared in blank astonishment. Glory hallelujah ! Scott gasped. See there ! On the next
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