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By this 

 time Dick 

 was among 

 his friends. 

 Reaching 

 downward, 

 Bob seized 

 his hand, 

 and with 

 one leap 

 the athlet- 

 ic fellow 

 vaulted 

 upon the 

 back of the 

 pony in 

 front of his 

 cousin. 



" Off with 

 you! "cried 

 Jack Har- 

 vey, who 

 saw the 

 maneuver 

 and shout- 

 ed before it 

 was fairly 

 completed; 

 "don't wait a single minute." 



The boys would have preferred to 

 stay and help their fearless friend, but, 

 when he spoke in such tones, no one 

 dared disobey him. 



Bob wheeled his pony, and, heading 

 for the point which seemed most free of 

 enemies, put the animal to a dead run, 

 he and Dick leaning as far over on his 

 neck as possible, to avoid the fatal mis- 

 siles which were expected to descend in 



ft shower. But, as you know, none of the Korahs were mounted, and a brief minute 

 or two was sufficient to carry the cousins beyond reach of the fleetest-footed pursuer. 

 They did not pause, however, until more than safe, when Bob drew the reio 

 and turned about to learn how went the battle. 



LIVELY TIMES. 



