"Oh no, I know what I'll do! Here Ranger! here Ranger!" and starting up he rushed away in a direction to take him farther from the schoolhouse and the rest of his party.
He had spied in the distance a farmer's boy, a lad of fourteen, with whom he had some slight acquaintance.

"Hallo, Jared Bates!" he shouted.
"Well, what's wantin' ?" and Jared stood still, drawing the lash of his carter's whip slowly between his fingers.

"Hurry up now, for I've got to go back to my team.

Whose dog's that ?" as Ranger came running up and saluted him with a sharp, "Bow, wow, wow!" "Ours," said Archie, "and I'm mad at him 'cause he killed a bird and tried to bite Vi Travilla, when she went to take it from him." "Like enough," returned Jared, grinning.

"But what about it ?" "I thought may be you'd like to have him." "So I would, what'll you sell him for ?" "Ten cents." "I hain't got but two." "Haven't you, Jared?
truly, now ?" "No, nary red, 'cept them," and diving into his pantaloons' pocket, Jared produced a handful of odds and ends--a broken knife, a plug of tobacco, some rusty nails, a bit of twine, etc.,--from which he picked out two nickels.