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id: 15387
title: Jorrocks'' Jaunts and Jollities
author: Surtees, Robert Smith
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  At length time being called, say twenty minutes to eleven, and Mr. Jorrocks, Nodding Homer, and the principal subscribers having cast up, "Cut away!" cried Jorrocks to his friend, running his horse "My own, to be sure," said Jorrocks, taking hold of the green collar of turn," said Jorrocks, "for my horse does not like collar work." "I shall time to spare," said Jorrocks, looking at his watch. house-lamb at half-past five--Mrs. Jorrocks werry punctual--old Fleecy "I have the honour to appear on behalf of Mr. Jorrocks," said Mr. Smirk, "a gentleman of the very highest consideration--a fox-hunter--a a stag-hunt." "That''s right, my good fellow," said Jorrocks, "then I''ll as Old Jorrocks had opened the door to look down the street for him. word--arn''t you old leather breeches?" "No, gentlemen," said Jorrocks, way before." "It''s not werry good, I think," said Mr. Jorrocks, smacking


id: 27911
title: The Giraffe Hunters
author: Reid, Mayne
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  Willem, Hendrik, and Hans should have returned by that time; and the appeared to be horses,--their own pack animals,--and Hendrik and Groot Hendrik and Groot Willem again mounted their horses, and rode off Willem, turning to Hendrik, added, "I wish Arend had let the horse go to Willem and Hendrik leaped from their horses and shook hands with Arend Groot Willem and Hendrik, attended by Congo, were soon in their saddles The two hunters, Groot Willem and Hendrik, on that night had not far to The guns of Groot Willem and Hendrik were, for a time, kept constantly The chief of the tribe was now seen mounted on Willem''s horse, heading a Willem, Hendrik, and Macora led one to the left, while Hans, Arend, and "Macora was right," said Hendrik, as he joined Groot Willem and Hans. Hendrik placed his hands on the head of the giraffe, and Willem with


id: 16957
title: Mr. Sponge''s Sporting Tour
author: Surtees, Robert Smith
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  ''Let''s have a look at him,'' replied Mr. Sponge, throwing his right leg over ''I know they do,'' replied Mr. Sponge, ''I know they do; but I like a horse came down in style, but not in number, and, when Mr. Sponge visited Mr. Jawleyford, he had a sort of out-of-door man-of-all-work who metamorphosed ''Why, yes, it''s like,'' replied Sponge, seeing which way his host wanted it; ''His lordship knows he can come when he likes,'' replied Jawleyford, adding, ''Oh yes, I know him,'' replied Sponge; ''a great ruffian he is, too,'' added ''Oh, I should think so,'' replied Sponge; ''a friend like you, I''m sure, ''He is _that_,'' replied Sponge; ''best horse in this country by far.'' ''I hope my horse won''t,'' replied Sponge, remembering he was going to ride The horse seemed to like having Sponge''s red coat on better than Leather''s


id: 23499
title: The Hunters'' Feast: Conversations Around the Camp Fire
author: Reid, Mayne
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  should exclusively relate to birds or animals--in fact, any hunted game the United States, is a rare animal everywhere, and seen only at long taken to a small tree, while there were large ones near at hand. Indian hunters on the great plains of North America. once; while those of the long-tailed species run more like the common long-tails, it would be time enough to let it be known how we had moved at times, as if the head of the animal was carried about in For a long time the great polar bear has been the most celebrated animal track of the great moose-deer, but the hunter-naturalist, better The colour of the moose, like that of other animals of the deer kind, Long before this time we had encountered that well-known animal of the The long looked for day at length arrived when the game were to be met


id: 22996
title: The Rover Boys on Snowshoe Island; or, The Old Lumberman''s Treasure Box
author: Stratemeyer, Edward
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  will like Jack, Andy and Randy, and Fred as much as they did Dick, Tom, In the front group were Jack and his cousin Randy, while Fred and Andy "See, Jack Rover and his Cousin Randy and Dan Soppinger and Walt Baxter "Come on, Jack, we''ve got to help those girls!" cried Randy, and caught About the time Jack''s sister Martha was born, Tom and Nellie Rover came Rovers, and to that place Jack, Andy and Randy, and Fred had gone, as Before coming to Colby Hall Jack Rover had had a quarrel in New York Clearwater Hall and give them a ride," said Fred one day to Jack. "I think I know, Fred," was Jack''s reply; "and if I am right, get ready "Come on, boys, help the girls all you can!" came from Jack, as he When the cadets returned to Colby Hall, both Jack and Fred were in


id: 22012
title: The Rover Boys on a Hunt; or, The Mysterious House in the Woods
author: Stratemeyer, Edward
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summary:
  ahead, Jack, let''s start this race," he added to the oldest Rover boy. "What are you going to do about Bill Glutts, Jack?" questioned Fred, "And what a good time we will have up at Cedar Lodge!" cried Fred. "This looks like a pretty good picture," remarked Gif, as he pointed to "I guess he''s a German all right enough," remarked Jack, when the boys Cedar Lodge alone," added Jed Wallop, looking anxiously at Gif and his I think I know the answer to that question," returned Jack "Better stay here, Gif, while I walk ahead and investigate," said Jack. "Let me do that, Gif," said Jack. Gif and Spouter took the other double bed, and Fred and Jack open," said Jack, with a serious look on his face; "then all you fellows "All right, Gif; lead the way," said Jack, and they went forward under "But we can''t leave Jack and Gif out there!" cried Fred.


id: 23129
title: The Young Voyageurs: Boy Hunters in the North
author: Reid, Mayne
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summary:
  The Boy Hunters--Basil, Lucien, Francois--became orphans. As Francois spoke he pointed down-stream to a great white bird that was The canoe soon reached the bank; and Francois, accompanied by Basil and "How large a tree would it require?" asked Norman, who knew but little All three--Basil, Lucien, and Francois--looked to their cousin for an "And I, too, observed a dark foliage," said Lucien, "which looked like Basil and Norman ran to the canoe, and in a few minutes the little craft While Lucien was framing the skin, Basil and Norman occupied themselves And Lucien held up a vessel somewhat like a water-pail, which the day islands, looked to our travellers more like a continuation of lakes than As they came closer, first Lucien, and then Basil and Norman, saw As Basil looked over the hill, he espied a small group of animals near saw; but Basil, far more than Lucien--for the latter already knew the


id: 21359
title: Off to the Wilds: Being the Adventures of Two Brothers
author: Fenn, George Manville
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  "Yes," said Mr Rogers, with a quiet, sad look, "then, my boy, good-bye "You looked like it, my boy," said Mr Rogers, smiling in his son''s "Boss Dick, Boss Jack take Zulu boys, now?" said the kiri-throwers, "No; let Jack shoot, father," said Dick. "Let it be Jack, father," said Dick, quietly; "my hands are not steady father smiled, and Dick gave him so comical a look that Jack said no "Sure, sor, an'' the Zulu boys don''t know any better," said Dinny. "Let them loose, boys," said Mr Rogers, to Coffee and Chicory, who ran "Let''s look, Dinny," said Dick, for Mr Rogers listened but did not "I think Dinny''s right, boys," said Mr Rogers, as he looked at the "I thought I''d come and have a look at you, my boy," said Mr Rogers. "Ah, well, Dinny, we''ll see," said Jack; and the two boys went and told


id: 32026
title: The World That Couldn''t Be
author: Simak, Clifford D.
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summary:
  _Like every farmer on every planet, Duncan had to hunt down "I do," Duncan said, speaking now in the native language. "If we do not hunt the Cytha, we lose all this," Duncan pointed out. Gavin Duncan, planter, he said to himself, and liked the sound of it. Duncan said to Sipar: "Quit sniveling and come on." Duncan got his first shot late in the afternoon of that first day. With the beast gone, Duncan looked around for Sipar. The native crouched and as Duncan went past it, he saw that a look of The native held one hand cupped and Duncan poured a little mound into "That''s what I thought, too," said Duncan. Circling, Duncan picked up the Cytha trail not more than a hundred "Now," said Duncan, "if you''ll push on the tree, I think that between The Cytha stood silently and Duncan watched it for a moment.


id: 37803
title: Rocky Mountain Boys; Or, Camping in the Big Game Country
author: Rathborne, St. George
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summary:
  "He was a bully big grizzly, too, all right, Felix!" announced Tom, "Let me tell you, Felix," he remarked, "it looks good to me already; and about a deer worth taking; so in due time Tom had packed all he wanted "I reckon Tom got what he wanted that time," he said to himself, as he Yes, Tom was right; and it sure does look like "There never was a better chum than Tom," Felix was saying to himself, "Well, they looked that way to me, let me tell you," remarked Felix from Now Felix had heard Tom tell about the far from amiable qualities shown At another time Felix might have allowed himself to feel a little Felix did the little old dugout under the big tree. Just as Tom said that last word Felix fired a third time, trying to pick Thinking he would take a little turn around, Felix started out while Tom


id: 38254
title: Bart Keene''s Hunting Days; or, The Darewell Chums in a Winter Camp
author: Chapman, Allen
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extension: .txt
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summary:
  "Which way are you going in?" asked Ned, of Bart, who was leading this "It may be a long time, and Fenn may come looking for us," ventured Ned. The reason for the midnight visit of Bart, Frank and Ned to the school Early the next morning, Bart, Ned and Frank called on Fenn. Bart looked at Frank and Ned. Then Fenn whispered: Bart, Fenn, Ned and Frank were in the same grade, and their first bonds, and, in turn, he released Bart, Frank and Ned. They all looked "Yes, mud turtles or anything else that comes our way," went on Bart. "All right, then come on out, and let''s try a few shots," went on Bart. "Say, what did you do about your mud turtles, Fenn?" asked Bart, as the "We''ll have to get Fenn and Frank to help us," said Bart and he fired


id: 38279
title: How John Norton the Trapper Kept His Christmas
author: Murray, W. H. H. (William Henry Harrison)
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  said the old man, rising, "it''ll be a good tramp through the snow, but man, won''t be of sarvice to a woman; and as fur the leetle uns, I don''t good fur a woman when things go crosswise, and the box''ll be a great "Lord-a-massy!" exclaimed the old man as he stood over the sled, and didn''t send him along with the box, Wild Bill, fur it sartinly looks as "Old Trapper," said Wild Bill, rising to his feet, and holding the "Come here, leetle uns," said the Trapper, as he turned his good-natured face toward the children,--"come here, and put yer leetle "A merry Christmas to ye, my good woman," said the Trapper. "My good woman," said the Trapper, when the breakfast was eaten, "we''ve "The Lord be praised fur his goodness!" said the Trapper, whose "Now fur the sled!" exclaimed the Trapper, as he rose from the table.


id: 38970
title: Phil Bradley''s Snow-shoe Trail; Or, The Mountain Boys in the Canada Wilds
author: Boone, Silas K.
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summary:
  asked Phil; while both X-Ray Tyson and Ethan nodded their approval, for "That''s what we all say, Phil!" declared X-Ray. Tammis McNab looked at his charges, and rubbed his bristly chin "You got him, Phil!" shouted X-Ray Tyson, always the first to see things So when Ethan and X-Ray had secured their rifles, with Phil they "Yes," Phil told him with a smile, for he knew that Lub''s heart was not "Let her break, then," Phil told him; "time enough to talk about going "There the other hunter comes, Phil!" said X-Ray, wanting to be sure "I feel that I did the right thing, X-Ray," said Phil, working away "Look at the little make-believe popgun, Phil," said Ethan, in a here that I think ten times as much of you, Lub, X-Ray and Ethan, as if "X-Ray, don''t you want to come out with me for a short time?" asked Phil


id: 32891
title: Phantom of the Forest
author: Yerxa, Leroy
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summary:
  "Almost," Earl Robinson said, and twisted the wheel again. Robinson and Roy Starr got out. "Nobody I know," Roy said, and turned away so he wouldn''t have to stare "Hit sometime before the snow came," Robinson said. Robinson turned away, looking toward the car. Earl Robinson said solemnly: cups on the kitchen table, Robinson cornered Norm Boody and led him into "You better let Marge sleep," Mrs. Boody said. "I wouldn''t worry, Mrs. Boody," Robinson said. "It _was_ rugged last night, all right," Roy Starr said. Earl Robinson said: "Look," Larson said abruptly, "you don''t believe that phantom buck "_I_ can''t sleep," Glenn Starr said. "Okay, Bill," Robinson said. "About the phantom buck," Robinson said. The Doctor said good night to Mrs. Boody and came out Norm Boody came out of the house with Roy Starr''s rifle. "You may as well face it," Robinson said.


id: 41671
title: Double Challenge
author: Kjelgaard, Jim
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  Tammie wouldn''t have gone, Ted strolled up and looked in at the open "Sure," Ted grinned, "I''ll be famous as a deer hunter before I ever am Ted turned up the drive and was halfway to the house when Tammie came Early the next morning, Al let Ted and Tammie off at the camp and turned On the Lorton Road, Ted heard the cars that Tammie had An hour after leaving his house, Ted came to the mouth of Coon Valley. Ted looked down at the place where Smoky Delbert had fallen, and there the center of the thicket, Tammie halted to look down and Ted came up Ted said, "Come on, Tammie." Ted assured the other deer hunters that his camp was reserved for the Tammie, hearing Ted''s voice and thinking he was called, came over to sit That night, back at the Harkness house, Ted took Tammie''s harness from


id: 46813
title: The Romance of the Woods
author: Whishaw, Frederick
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  secrets day long; a life-atom among myriads of others; a little part point of time, three hours ago by the things we used to call watches, little ones, until the hunter Day shall come and chase her from it, are no longer the lost spirits, the poor wandering unbaptized souls, landmarks in the early life of the writer is a certain day, long years just as good, if not a little better, than the human race; but then, of the humans; poor dead Katia had been taken away and little prisoner spirit is said to wander through the world for seven years, longing appears immediately in the form of a human being, and, like a man, likeness and voice, for surely, surely some day, though the time is The peasants of this village had many and many a time received good dogs," said the good man, who well knew how the moujik must be


id: 51433
title: Hunt the Hunter
author: Neville, Kris
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  "We''ll pitch camp right here, then," Extrone said. Mia said, "I don''t think he even saw a blast area over here. "After Extrone said he''d hunt farn beasts, even if it meant going to "_I_ didn''t tell Extrone, if that''s what you''re thinking," Mia said. "Sir," the lead officer said, "it''s another alien ship. Extrone said, "To begin with, they probably don''t even know I''m here. "The farn beasts are dangerous, sir," Lin said. "Damned few people would dare go as far as you do," Extrone said. "I wish you had let me bring a gun along, sir," Lin said. "Look," Extrone said. "Extrone wants to see you," Lin said. "Let me hear you scream," Extrone said. "See that you keep it up that way," Extrone said. Looking down, Extrone said, "Scream!" Then, to Lin, "You feel the "You understand?" Extrone said. "I''ve always liked to hunt," Extrone said. "Wait," Extrone said.


id: 61334
title: When Whirlybirds Call
author: Banta, Frank
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  Five-gun Charles DeCrabbe all the more for riding down the main stem Five-gun Charles DeCrabbe rode down the exact center of the street, Five-gun Charles DeCrabbe had come to clean up the town. pellet rifle over one shoulder, his N-ray flashburn gun over the other shoulder and picked up his rocket-powered stun-gas spray gun in his "I''m Alson Prince, Mayor of Featherton," said the older man shaking hands with the one DeCrabbe stuck out from under the spray gun. you are Five-gun Charles DeCrabbe?" "Perhaps shall require two days then," said Five-gun Charles DeCrabbe "Presumed they are now called peoplehawk-whirlybirds?" DeCrabbe "They are _downdraft_-peoplehawk-whirlybirds then?" asked DeCrabbe. "Wasn''t considering picking up _any_ feathers," replied Five-gun with As Five-gun Charles DeCrabbe leaped back into his craft and started the mannequin, the needle guns in his hands emptied their hundreds of gas mask on, the man waited for the right moment to begin firing.


id: 61054
title: The Flying Tuskers of K''niik-K''naak
author: Sharkey, Jack
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summary:
  old purple Andromedan guide, Mimp, out in the vast blue-white desert of Polaris III, looking for the flying tuskers. K''niik-K''naak, the region we trod, was much feared by the Polaris III I had to have both hands free to use my Moxley .55, the best ray-rifle Aside from the ray-rifle, I carried nothing save a fourteen-inch Mimp struggled along behind me as we set off into the desert. "Yes, Bwana," said Mimp. I stood watching the sunset, while Mimp unloaded all the gear and entered the pseudolog hut Mimp had inflated. "I hurry, Sahib," said Mimp. "Yes, Effendi," said Mimp. You know that Polaris III water is poisonous to us (I''d been able to save a little by listing Mimp as _Mimp!_ And with _my_ bolo knife, Mimp had already sold the tusks and was on his way back to Andromeda, Mimp, with his stolen fortune, had paid off his planet''s debt to Earth.


