The Rushton Boys at Rally Hall: or, Great Days in School and Out
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Davenport Spencer. The Rushton Boys at Rally Hall: or, Great Days in School and Out
CHAPTER I. A RASH IMPULSE
CHAPTER II. THE RUNAWAY
CHAPTER III. A NARROW ESCAPE
CHAPTER IV. FACING THE MUSIC
CHAPTER V. UNCLE AARON RAGES
CHAPTER VI. TEDDY’S BANISHMENT
CHAPTER VII. THE MISSING PAPERS
CHAPTER VIII. A FRUITLESS SEARCH
CHAPTER IX. CHASING THE TRAMPS
CHAPTER X. BUNK GOES CRAZY
CHAPTER XI. THE ROBBERY
CHAPTER XII. OFF FOR RALLY HALL
CHAPTER XIII. ANDY SHANKS, BULLY
CHAPTER XIV “HARDTACK” RALLY
CHAPTER XV. LEARNING THE ROPES
CHAPTER XVI. A JOLLY CROWD
CHAPTER XVII. TEDDY’S JOKE
CHAPTER XVIII. KICKING THE PIGSKIN
CHAPTER XIX. THE MAN WITH THE SCAR
CHAPTER XX. A RATTLING GAME
CHAPTER XXI. A DESPERATE STRUGGLE
CHAPTER XXII. ANDY SHANKS GETS BUSY
CHAPTER XXIII. THE BLOW FALLS
CHAPTER XXIV. A PUZZLING CASE
CHAPTER XXV. TO THE RESCUE
CHAPTER XXVI. SID WILTON TELLS
CHAPTER XXVII. THE BASEBALL TEAM
CHAPTER XXVIII. AN EXCITING BATTLE
CHAPTER XXIX. ANDY SHANKS “GETS HIS”
CHAPTER XXX. THE CAPTURE–CONCLUSION
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At the point where the coach was moving when Teddy’s hit caused all the trouble the road wound down hill at a gentle incline. A few rods further on, however, it became steep, and here it was the custom of every careful driver to gather up the reins and press his foot on the brake, to keep his wagon from crowding too closely on the heels of his horses.
If old Jed Muggs, the driver of the coach, had been able to get his charges under control before they reached the steeper portion of the hill, he might have saved the day. But he had had very little experience with runaways, and it had never entered his mind that the sober old team he drove would ever have spirit enough to take the bit in their teeth and bolt. That they might some day drop in their shafts and die of old age would have struck him as likely enough. But here they were, running like colts, and the shock of it was too much for him.
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With the boys trailing on in the rear, the coach had now nearly reached the bottom of the hill, and was gathering speed with every jump of the frightened horses. A man rushed out from a house beside the road and grabbed at the bridle of the gray, but was thrown to the ground and narrowly escaped being trodden under foot.
On and on they went, until they were close to the little river that ran along at the foot of the hill. A bridge, about twelve feet in width, crossed the river at this point, and along this Jed tried to guide the horses. But just before they reached it, the passenger, who evidently feared that the team would crash into the railing, took a flying leap over the side of the coach and plunged head first into the river below.
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