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Chapman, Allen [pseud.]

"Or Winning the Ferberton Prize"


"It all happened last night after you fellows had gone home," said
Bob, and then gave them an account of how he had surprised the bully
and the fight that had followed.
"Well!" exclaimed Joe, drawing a long breath when Bob had finished,
"I'm glad you gave him a good licking, Bob. I envy you because you
had the chance first. I'd like to get a look at Buck now."
"I imagine he'll keep out of sight for a few days," returned Bob.
"I don't think I improved his beauty any."
"I wonder if he had time to damage the aerial any," said Herb. "Have
you taken a look at it yet, Bob?"
"No, I haven't been up," said Bob. "We might do that now, I suppose."
Accordingly the four boys climbed up on the barn, using the same
ladder that Buck Looker had used the night before. They found that
Buck, with his customary lack of brains, had failed to provide himself
with a pair of wire cutters, with which he could have easily clipped
the aerial, but instead had tried to unwind the wire from the
insulator eyelet with his fingers. He had succeeded in getting it
partially unfastened before Bob had interrupted him, but it took the
boys only a few moments with a pair of pliers to rewind it, leaving
everything as strong as before.
"That just shows how little brain power that fellow has," said Joe.
"What good would it have done him if he had got the aerial down?
It wouldn't have taken us long to put it up again.


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