Summary

Claude A. LaBelle The Ranger Boys Outwit the Timber Thieves

They had often heard of the squatters scattered over the woods of Maine, queer nomadic people, who gleaned a precarious and lean living from the woods. Game and fish laws meant nothing to them. Birds of all sorts were shot, and woe be unto the deer that ran across the path of the squatter. Some little cultivation was carried on, in the way of corn and potatoes.
Wearily they trudged on. The last mile was almost agony to Phil and Garry, but they clenched their teeth and carried on, determined if possible to show no sign of weakening in front of these strange creatures of the woods.
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Claude A. LaBelle The Ranger Boys Outwit the Timber Thieves

Boone and Dick had been led from the storehouse and taken to the bunkhouse, where the rest of the prisoners were.
There were shouts of welcome when some of the old woodsmen saw Mr. Boone. Although he was the owner of the timber tract, and their employer, they hailed him as “Moose” and shook his hand energetically.
“By gosh. I’m ashamed to look you in the face, Moose,” cried one of the lumberjacks. “To think we let a bunch like that crowd outside there put it over on us; men that have fought with rifle and peavy stick when some crowd tried to steal the river from us.
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Claude A. LaBelle The Ranger Boys Outwit the Timber Thieves

Now I must get a manager that will serve my interests, get this camp going and do what I can to try and retrieve what I have lost through the rascally Barrows. I am afraid that I am financially hurt unless we can bring Carson to book and make him stand this loss.”
“With our evidence I think you can,” said Garry. “And now what would you give for a real manager that would serve you and no one else?”
“I don’t know, but I would give almost anything in reason for such a man.”
“Then,” said Garry, “there’s your man,” and he pointed to Art Howells.
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