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With a last wave of the hand, the boys started on their long hike. Perhaps he ought to be looking after his own fishing tackle. Every one was talking about going fishing nowadays and he’d better see whether his tackle was hanging where it should be, on the wall of the wash-house. William Holm had done nothing at school today but brag of that new fishing tackle of his. “What have you been up to this afternoon, Jerry?” asked the Chief, when they had found their table..
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