Ralph Henry Barbour

Ralph Henry Barbour

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Portrait of Ralph Henry Barbour Ralph Henry Barbour The Crimson Sweater — Chapter 19 (1906)

Jack's the only fellow that could ever make him do anything he didn't want to."
"They say Hammond's four this year is the best they've ever had," said Roy.
"They always say that," answered Chub sceptically.
"The first of the season," amended Gallup. "Later they begin to howl about the fellows going stale, breaking their ankles or spraining their wrists. Gee, you'd think to hear them talk a week before the race that they didn't have a man in the boat who wasn't a corpse or a cripple for life!"
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Portrait of Ralph Henry Barbour Ralph Henry Barbour The Crimson Sweater — Chapter 19 (1906)

After all it was hardly probable that Hammond had visited them without giving the usual notice; it wouldn't be playing fair and Chub would be frightfully pained and grieved! Roy smiled to himself as he tried to find the cords which lashed the tent flap close. There was no use in waking the whole crowd up unless there was some reason for it. He would just look around a bit first—if he could ever get out of the fool tent!
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Portrait of Ralph Henry Barbour Ralph Henry Barbour The Crimson Sweater — Chapter 19 (1906)

But Chub's prediction proved correct. The boats were there in the morning, all five of them.
"Those Hammond fellows are a set of chumps," grunted Roy. "Why don't they send you a note and tell you when they're coming? They might as well do that as send fellows over in a boat to rubber around."
"Get out! How are we going to know when they're coming?" asked Chub. "Suppose we see them peeking about to-day; maybe they won't come for three or four nights."
"Then how do they know you won't move the boats in the meantime?"
"Why—why we never do!"
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