"Bear's got a grouch on a rod wide this morning."
"Oh, you mean Uncle Abner," answered Phil, his face clouding.
"Yep."
"Why?"
"I just dropped in to see if you were ready to go to school. He
yelled at me like he'd gone crazy."
"That all?" grinned the other boy.
"No. He chased me down the road till his game knee gave out;
then he fell down."
Phil could not repress a broad grin at this news.
"Good thing for me that I could run. He'd have given me a
walloping for sure if he'd caught me. I'll bet that stick hurts
when it comes down on a fellow. Don't it, Phil?"
"I should think it would. I have never felt it, but I have had
some pretty narrow escapes. What did the folks you are living
with say when you got home all mud last night?"
Teddy grinned a sheepish sort of grin.
"Told me I'd better go out in the horse barn--said my particular
style of beauty was better suited to the stable than to the
kitchen."
"Did you?"
"Well, no, not so as you might notice it. I went down to the
creek and went in swimming, clothes and all. That was the
easiest way. You see, I could wash the mud off my clothes and
myself all at the same time.
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