ILLUSTRATIONS
George Fitch
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Twenty-five yards with four Muggledorfer
men hanging on his legs
Frontispiece
"Aye ent care to stop," he said. "Aye kent suit
you, Master Bost"
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He pulled himself together and touched Ole gently
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There wasn't a college anywhere around us that
didn't have Ole's hoofmarks all over its pride
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Martha caused some mild sensation
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My, but that girl was a wonder!
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"Har's das spy!" he yelled. "Kill him, fallers;
he ban a spy!"
120
We spent another five minutes hoisting him aboard
a prehistoric plug
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He may have been fat, but how he could run!
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Naturally I was somewhat dazzled
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He was so bashful that his voice blushed when he
used it
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With our colors on and four particularly wicked-looking
chair legs in our hands
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Our peculiar style of pushing a football right
through the thorax of the whole middle west
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"If you don't like that beanbag, eat it"
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He invited Miss Spencer to go street-car riding
with him
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You can always spot these family friends
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It was a blow between the eyes
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"How are all the other good old chaps?" she said
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Why, they even made us cut chapel to go walking
with them
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