The High School Boys in Summer CampHancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving)
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The High School Boys in Summer Camp
Hancock, H. Irving (Harrie Irving)
Camps -- Juvenile fiction
"You did right, Prescott," agreed Simmons, gripping the boy's
hand. "Remember that any citizen has a right to interfere when
he sees a prisoner being abused. Valden is a good fellow at bottom,
and he's a brave fighter in time of real trouble. But he's just
like a lot of other policemen who feel that they have to get all
the evidence in a case. All a peace officer has to do is to find
a criminal and make the arrest. It's the district attorney's
business to get the evidence, but there are a good many peace
officers to whom you can't teach that. Prescott, the next time
you see a prisoner being abused you are to do the same as you
did this time. I hope your hip will soon be all right again.
I'll try to look in on you in a day or two at your camp. Thank
you for what you did for law and order to-night. Good night!"
CHAPTER XV
THE INTERRUPTION OF A TRAINING BOUT
"Hazelton, the trouble with you is that you tackle a dummy just
the way you'd catch a sack of potatoes that was being thrown out
of a burning house!" laughed Dick.
"I don't see any other way to tackle a dummy," grunted Harry,
looking puzzled.
"Why, you are supposed to tackle the dummy just as you'd tackle
a running football player coming toward you," Prescott rejoined.
"Greg, stand off there about fifty yards. At the word, run straight
toward Harry. Hazelton, you grab hold of Holmes and don't let
him get by you. Just hang on, and try to put him on the ground
at that. All ready, Greg! Run. Tackle him, Harry!"
This time Hazelton entered into the play with great zest. Just
in the nick of time he leaped at Greg, tackled him and bore him
to the ground.
"That's the way!" cheered Dick. "Now, you look alive, Hazelton."
"That was because I had something to tackle that was alive," Harry
retorted. "It's much easier to tackle a living fellow than a
stuffed dummy. What's the good of using the dummy, anyway, when
we have plenty of live fellows around here?"
"Oh, the dummy has its uses," Dick replied wisely. "A lot of
faults can be better observed with a dummy for a background than
is the case when you tackle a live one. The dummy is better
for showing up the defects in your work. Now, Reade, you make
a few swift assaults on the dummy."
Tom did his work so cleverly as to call forth admiration from
all the onlookers.
A stout pole had been lashed across the space between two trees,
being made secure in the forks of the lower limbs of the trees.
The dummy itself had been made of old sail canvas and excelsior.
It was not a very impressive-looking object, but it made a good
substitute for the football dummies manufactured by sporting goods
houses.
It was a little more than a week since the night when Tag Mosher
had been captured. Dick's hip which had been pronounced by Doctor
Cutting as only bruised and strained, had now mended so far that
nothing wrong could be observed in his gait. In fact, Prescott
had all but ceased to remember the accident.
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