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6068	Patchin, Frank Gee	The Pony Rider Boys in Montana; Or, The Mystery of the Old Custer Trail			.txt	text/plain	51007	4501	94	"No. Oh, Tad!" shouted Ned. There was no reply to the boy's camping place, put his pony at the bank where the two boys had gone "Yes, we have followed our course by the compass," answered Tad. However, the lad had overlooked the fact, as had the others, that in "Let's do it." suggested Tad. Laughing joyously, the lads got out their rifles, standing them on "There goes one of them!" cried Tad. A pony had broken the rope and with a snort, had bounded away. Yet when Tad's pony came trotting back to camp, the matter took on a "I am Ned Rector of the Pony Rider Boys," explained the lad. No, Tad, the boy is a little too young. Mr. Simms's pony reached it first with Tad only a few feet "Where are the boys--Ned and the rest of them?" asked Tad, suddenly	./cache/6068.txt	./txt/6068.txt