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Title: Rob Harlow's Adventures
A Story of the Grand Chaco

Author: George Manville Fenn

Illustrator: W. Burton

Release Date: May 8, 2007 [EBook #21365]

Language: English

Character set encoding: ASCII

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Rob Harlow's Adventures, a Story of the Grand Chaco, by George Manville
Fenn.

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A small private naturalist's expedition is about to take place up one of
the Paraguay rivers. The eponymous hero, Rob Harlow, is a teenager.
They are going to be rowed up the river, and the larger vessel that had
brought then there, with its Italian captain, is to wait for them. The
captain's son, Giovanni, is very keen to come with them, and his father
thinks it would be a very good idea. The other adults on the trip are
not so happy about the responsibility, but eventually he is allowed to
come. He is about the same age as our hero, Rob.

There ensue the usual desperate situations we always get from this
author. Serpents; people getting lost and eventually found, having lost
their reason; attacks by Indians; insects; pumas; jaguars; and various
other problems with animals. There are even quarrels between the boys,
arising from a silly misunderstanding.

It's good stuff, and will be numbered among George Manville Fenn's best,
which is rather a long list.

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ROB HARLOWS'S ADVENTURES, A STORY OF THE GRAND CHACO, BY GEORGE MANVILLE
FENN.

CHAPTER ONE.

TWO TRAVELLERS.

"Don't they bite, sir?"

"Bite?"

_Smick! smack! flap_!

"Oh, murder!"

"What's the matter, sir?"

"My hand."

"Hurt it, sir?"

"I should think I have."

"You should wait till they've sucked 'emselves full and then hit 'em;
they're lazy then. Too quick for you now."

"The wretches! I shall be spotted all over, like a currant dumpling. I
say, Shaddy, do they always bite like this?"

"Well, yes, sir," said the man addressed, about as ugly a sp