The Boy Chums in the Forest or Hunting for Plume Birds in the Florida Everglades
Von: Wilmer M. Ely
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Night had fallen upon a wild Florida forest, and all was still save for the hooting of a distant owl and the occasional plaintive call of a whip-poor-will. In a little clearing by the side of a faint bridle-path a huge fire of fat pine
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