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THE YOUNG TIMBER-CRUISERS
The fire the men made could be seen by that villain for a long distance. He’d climb a tree, and if he couldn’t see it, he’d smell it. Abner is safe so far. But O! how I wish he had his rifle.”
“Keep shut!” snarled Pete, giving Bub a vicious kick.
Bub winced under the blow, but gritted his teeth and made no sound. Stanley’s eyes filled with helpless tears, and the two became silent.
