Connie Morgan in the Lumber Camps

ILLUSTRATIONS

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Hurley	8
Mike Gillum took Connie to the river where miles of booms held millions of feet of logs	23
"Come on, tell them what you told them a minute ago"	55
Swiftly the boy followed the tracks to the point where the man had struck into the clearing	131
The boy hastened unnoticed to the edge of a crowd of men that encircled Frenchy Lamar	134
"What in the name of time be you doin' here?" exclaimed Saginaw	150
"Phy don't yez tell me oi'm a big liar?" he roared	167
"Phwat d'yez want?" he whined	178
"What's this?" asked the boy, pushing up a small bundle	193
Slue Foot turned. "Think y're awful smart, don't ye?"	232
He leaned back in his chair and stared at Connie through his glasses, as one would examine a specimen at the zoo	251
Very gingerly he donned the garments and for some moments stood and viewed himself in the mirror	265
Hurley had remained at the Upper Camp, and as the drive at last began to thin out, he came floating down, standing erect upon a huge log	299
Connie placed his hand affectionately upon the arm of the big boss who stood at his side grinning broadly	309

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