Our young folks [serial] . tood upon thelegs he had been drawn out by, and foundhimself in the presence of the Huswickboys, the recognition and pleasure weremutual. You scoundrels ! he began, brushingthe dirt from his clothes and hair. What are we scoundrels fer ? saidHank, the tall one, with a comical grin on histhin, sinewy features. Fer snakin ye out ofthe log? If ye aint satisfied, we can pack ye in agin,suggested Dock ; but Peternot did not seem totake that view of the matter. How come ye in there, anyhow ? said Tug. Was he murderin on ye ? Yes ! Where is the villain ? He s got mymoney !
Our young folks [serial] . tood upon thelegs he had been drawn out by, and foundhimself in the presence of the Huswickboys, the recognition and pleasure weremutual. You scoundrels ! he began, brushingthe dirt from his clothes and hair. What are we scoundrels fer ? saidHank, the tall one, with a comical grin on histhin, sinewy features. Fer snakin ye out ofthe log? If ye aint satisfied, we can pack ye in agin,suggested Dock ; but Peternot did not seem totake that view of the matter. How come ye in there, anyhow ? said Tug. Was he murderin on ye ? Yes ! Where is the villain ? He s got mymoney ! And away limped the old man in pur-suit of the youthful robber and assassin. Them melons ! whispered Tug. Cant help it now, muttered Dock. Hank, I wish you d left the oldfox in his hole ! Guided by the sound of voices, and the sight of a head or two between Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1872, by James R. Osgood & Co., ia the Officeof the Librarian of Congress, at , VIII. — NO. IV. 13. 194 A Chance for Himself. [April, the standing trunks, Peternot marched straight to the log behind whichJack was busy picking up his half-dollars. There were Cub and Hodwatching him, while Lion watched them; there also were the stolen melons,— an interesting sight to the angry squire. Hullo, boys ! said Hank, leaning over the log, with one foot upon it, where did them melons come from ? Dono, replied Cub. They was here when we come, — wa nt they,Hod? Them melons come from my garden, and they come by your hands ! exclaimed Peternot. I know it ! and I 11 have ye up for trespassin, thehull coboodle of ye ! Look here, squire ! said Hank, seems to me you re a little mitehasty. You ought to know your friends better n all that. Where d yoube now, if t wa nt for us ? In that ere hole. And where 11 ye be agin inless n no time, if ye aint plaguy careful ? In that ere hole ! He says you was murderin on him, Jack, observed Tug. Thats a likely story! cried the excited Ja
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