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Ralph Victor The Boy Scouts on the Yukon

Then there were two loud blows with the hatchet on the deck above them which formed the floor of the steerage quarters.
Scarcely a minute passed before a man with another electric light swarmed down the ladder, and Jack was in the hands of the powerful Dublin. At the same moment, Monkey dropped his hatchet and dashed past them to the ladder, where he hung like his simian namesake, calling shrilly for the night watchman. Jack made an effort to twist himself loose from the hands of Dublin, but in vain.
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Ralph Victor The Boy Scouts on the Yukon

Dimly through the dawn Jack could make out a black mass lumbering slowly down through the meadow toward them. The dogs ran around it in circles, merely growling and offering no attack. At a word from the Indian, however, they ran in snarling on the animal, which stopped, and with a loud “woof” reared up on its haunches, showing an enormous height.
Bear; shootum,” cried the Indian, who had 78 only an ax with him. Jack raised his rifle and fired, and as the bear dropped on all fours fired another shot.
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Ralph Victor The Boy Scouts on the Yukon

The acquaintance between the Boy Scouts and Swiftwater Jim, which had begun with Rand’s rescue of the old Klondiker, ripened before many days of the voyage had elapsed into something like warm friendship and the miner became a wellspring of joy to the young men in the wealth of adventure narrative that fell from his lips and the quiet humor of his views of life.
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