CHAPTER I
IN THE SNOW
"Now then, let's see who can put a shot through that round hole in the tree-trunk up there. Take a try, Sid."
"Must be twenty yards away from here, if a foot, eh, Bristles?"
"More like twenty-five to me, Colon; and looks farther than from first base to third, on the diamond."
"Line up, everybody, and we'll soon find out who takes the cake at making a center shot. But hadn't we better bar out Fred Fenton?"
"What for,...
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