But let it pass, boys.

We've turned our back on the old quarry now, and are headed for the road again, two miles above Hobson's mill-pond.

I only hope we find it better going on this end of the abandoned trail.

This jumping is hard on the springs of the car, and also on our bones." "For one," said Julius, "I hope never to set eyes on the place again." "Oh! that's silly talk, Julius," commented K.K.

"Here's Hugh, who means to take a run out this way again as soon as he can, so as to time himself, and learn just what he can save by cutting across country in the big race.