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Stratton-Porter, Gene, 1863-1924

"Freckles"

Once he got among them, he would
have been safe to walk by stooping. If he'd made it past that place,
he'd been sure to get out."
"Well, I'm as sorry for Jack as I know how to be," said McLean, "but
I can't help feeling relieved that our troubles are over, for now they
are. With so dreadful a punishment for Jack, Wessner under arrest, and
warrants for the others, we can count on their going away and remaining.
As for anyone else, I don't think they will care to attempt stealing
my timber after the experience of these men. There is no other man here
with Jack's fine ability in woodcraft. He was an expert."
"Did you ever hear of anyone who ever tried to locate any trees
excepting him?" asked Freckles.
"No, I never did," said McLean. "I am sure there was no one besides
him. You see, it was only with the arrival of our company that the other
fellows scented good stuff in the Limberlost, and tried to work in. Jack
knew the swamp better than anyone here. When he found there were two
companies trying to lease, he wanted to stand in with the one from which
he could realize the most.


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