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Portrait of Harry Castlemon Harry Castlemon Snagged and Sunk — XVIII. Conclusion (1888)

A small leather valise slipped out of the rent he made, and falling upon the ice with considerable force flew open, scattering a shower of money before their astonished gaze. Roy Sheldon, being the first to recover himself, danced about like a crazy boy; Arthur thrust his wet hands into his pockets and whistled softly to himself; and Joe leaned against the canoe and looked. Then he wheeled about, made the hole in the blanket larger, and found the other valise.
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Portrait of Harry Castlemon Harry Castlemon Snagged and Sunk — XVIII. Conclusion (1888)

Other wheels of different patterns began making their appearance, and one day Tom Bigden and his cousins rode gaily through the village, clad in a uniform of their own invention, and which, it is needless to say, was entirely different from the one adopted by Joe Wayring and his chums. Did this mean that there were to be other rival organizations in town? It looked like it. Every body talked wheel; and the boy who didn't have one was going to get it just as soon as he could make up his mind which was the best. Canoe literature went out of fashion.
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Portrait of Harry Castlemon Harry Castlemon Snagged and Sunk — XVIII. Conclusion (1888)

Are you going to prosecute any body for stealing your canoe?"
"No, sir," answered Joe. "Matt was to blame for that, and he is dead; got drowned when the canoe was snagged and sunk."
"The boys and the old woman all contend that they wouldn't be half as guilty as they are if one Tom Bigden had not advised and urged them on to commit crime," continued the messenger. "Do you believe it? We mean to sift the matter to the bottom, and want to know how to go about it."
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