The Banner Boy Scouts Afloat

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What are you limping for, Bobolink? Oh! shucks! I see there’s no use trying to hide anything from your sharp eyes, Jack Stormways. Guess I just about walked my feet off today, goin’ fishin’ with our patrol leader, away over to the Radway River, and about six miles up.
Have any luck, Bobolink? instantly demanded the third member of the group of three half-grown boys, who were passing after nightfall through some of the partly deserted streets on the outskirts of the thriving town of Stanhope; and whose name it might be stated was Tom Betts. Well, I should say, yes. Between us we got seven fine bass, and a pickerel. By the way, I caught that pickerel; Paul, he looked after the bass end of the string, and like the bully chap he is divided with me; and the boy who limped chuckled as he said this, showing that he could appreciate a joke, even when it was on himself.