Excerpt from My Strange Rescue: And Other Stories of Sport and Adventure in Canada Don't mind the boys, Walter; and don't let your tem per betray you into making rash vows that you cannot keep. I sat down in the sulks, and soon after skipped Off to bed; but it was a long time before I got to sleep, for my brain was in a whirl, and my blood coursing through my veins like fire. I was the youngest in a family Of six sturdy boys, and consequently came in for much more than a fair share, as I thought, Of good-natured ridicule from my big brothers. They were all fond enough of me, and generally very kind to me too; but they had a notion, and perhaps not altogether a mistaken one, that I was inclined to think too much of myself, and they took great pleasure in putting me down, as they were pleased to call it. Of course I did my best not to be put down, and they had nicknamed me the Bantam, as a sort Of left handed compliment to my fiery opposition against being put down. I was rather small for my age, and they could easily beat me in nearly all the trials Of skill and strength country boys delighted in - not quite all, however, for, much to my pride and satisfaction, I could hit the bull's eye chalked out on the big barn-door twice as Often as the best of them; and no small comfort did my skill in shoot ing give me. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.