"Boys, I move we take a swim this afternoon," cried Giant, while
they were sitting around waiting for some fish to cook. "It will
be our last chance before going to the mountains, and the water is
just right."
"Second the motion!" returned Snap.
"So say we all of us!" sang out Whopper. "I've been dying for a
swim for the last ten years!"
"Dying again! Poor boy!" sighed Shep. "Now, if you'll only live-----"
He got no further, for, coming up behind him, Whopper pulled him
over on the grass. As he went rolling he caught his tormentor
by the ankles and down came Whopper. Then over and over rolled
both lads, up against Giant, who joined in the tussle good-naturedly.
"Look out for the fire!" yelled Snap, and as they rolled close
to the flames he tried to force them back. Then down he went
himself, and the mix-up became more strenuous than ever. It was
good, healthy fun, and Tommy Cabot stood by with a broad grin
on his face, enjoying it thoroughly. As they rolled toward the
woods he picked up an armful of leaves and scattered it over the
crowd.
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