Bobcat Telescopic Handler TL3570 Service Manual 7283169 2020

Bobcat Telescopic Handler TL3570

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**Bobcat Telescopic Handler TL3570 Service Manual 7283169 2020** Size: 30.2
MB Format: PDF Language: English Brand: Bobcat Type of Machine: Telescopic
Handler Type of Manual: Service Manual Model: Bobcat TL3570 Telescopic
Handler Part Number: 7283169 Series Number: (TL35.70) S/N ANL714000 &
Above (TL35.70) S/N AVM114000 & Above (TL35.70X) S/N ANMG14000 & Above
(TL35.70X) S/N AVM614000 & Above Date: 2020 Number Of Page: 836 Pages
Contents: FOREWORD SAFETY AND MAINTENANCE HYDRAUUC SYSTEM
HYDROSTATIC SYSTEM DRIVE SYSTEM MAINFRAME ELECTRICAL SYSTEM
AND ANALYSIS ENGINE SERVICE HEATING, VENTILATION, AIR
CONDITIONING (HVAC) SPECIFICATIONS ALPHABETICAL INDEX
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 "Don't show yourselves, fellows, if you can help it. Don't throw
too quickly; we don't want to waste ammunition. Let's all line up
along here now, and one of us peek over and give the word to fire
—"
"I'll do that!" cried the excited Mouser Pryde.
"Yes you will!" sneered Fred. "I'd like to see you. Bobby's
bossing this."
 "That's right!" exclaimed Sparrow, generously. "If this big
simpleton, Bender, won't take the lead, let Bobby do it."
"Sure! let Bobby do it!" shouted the others.
Bobby, his eyes flashing, his cheeks red with excitement, did not
argue the point. Of course he wanted to lead—what boy would not?
 Besides, he believed they could hold the Beldenites off until
reinforcements came. Max Bender stood beside him, packing a
snowball tighter, and said nothing. Bobby jumped up and looked
over the high parapet. It was almost two feet across at the top, and
lots thicker at the bottom. The inside was cut straight up and down,
but outside it sloped.
Bobby could stand upon a rock and see over the top of the wall.
Hi Letterblair and his crowd was now quite near. When Bobby
popped up Hi saw the Rockledge boy.
"Hurrah!" yelled the Belden leader. "Come on, fellows! Charge!"
 "Let's fire at them, Bobby!" gasped Fred, fairly dancing up and
down in his eagerness.
"No. They're too far away yet. Hold your fire."
"Till we see the whites of their eyes—just like Bunker Hill!"
exclaimed Sparrow Bangs.
 "They'll hammer the life out of us if they get up here," grumbled
Max.
Bobby turned on him suddenly. Big as Bender was, he was
doing all he could to scare the rest of the garrison.
"You be still!" commanded Bobby. "If you won't fight, run; but if
you stay with us, you keep your mouth shut and throw snowballs as
hard as you can!"
 And actually, big as he was, the pale faced Max did not reply!
Bobby whirled back to look over the parapet. His eyes danced
and he was so excited that he could scarcely keep still.
"Now!" he cried. "Up and at them! Fire three each, and then
drop down. And take aim—do take aim!"
 Most of the boys obeyed him. The snowballs flew in a shower
upon the advancing enemy. With the advantage of their position, the
Rockledge boys pelted the on-comers well.
Belden's leader brought up his whole force before he attempted
to reply to the fusillade. Letterblair knew that they would have to get
nearer to pelt their missiles at the garrison with any precision.
Behind the wall of snow and rock, Bobby said:
 "Now, three more snowballs. Get ready!" Each boy could hold
two missiles in his left hand while he threw the third. The idea was
to get in the fusillade and then drop out of sight before the enemy
could return the compliment.
"All ready?" cried Bobby again. "Come on, now! Let them have
it!"
Up jumped the nine youngsters and saw that Hi Letterblair and
his crew was now very near the island.
 "Shoot!" yelled the captain of the Belden boys.
They were at a disadvantage, however. They had to throw up,
while the Rockledge garrison threw down.
The missiles from the island-fortress descended upon the
charging enemy with considerable force. Before the Beldens could
return the fire, Bobby and his crowd dropped out of sight again.
 The Beldens cheered. Bobby popped up, saw that they were still
advancing, and gave the order for another volley.
"At them again!" he shouted.
Fred was yelling his battle-cry like a crazy boy, and Shiner and
Sparrow were scarcely less excited. In the midst of one of Fred's
vociferous shouts, slam came a snowball right into his mouth!
 "Oh! oh! that was a soaker!" cried Sparrow.
Fred was hopping mad. He wanted to keep on firing at the
enemy when Bobby gave the command to dip down for another
supply of ammunition.
"Obey the captain!" bawled Howell Purdy.
 "Get ready!" called Bobby, steadily. "Don't throw so wild. They
are getting too near for comfort."
"They'll just give us fits when they get up here," murmured the
shaking Max.
"I never did see such a lump of uselessness," grumbled Mouser.
"Did you, Bobby?"
 "Come on!" shouted the young leader of the defenders. "Give
them as good as they send—and take what they send us laughing."
The Rockledge boys popped up again. Their last volley had
stopped the Belden boys. Some of the youngsters had run away with
the ammunition. Hi Letterblair had halted his party to make new
snowballs.
"Give it to them!" shouted Bobby, and down upon the attacking
party hurtled another well-aimed volley.
 They drove the besiegers back several yards, but now Hi
Letterblair saw that there was but a small garrison on the island. He
saw only boys from the Rockledge Lower School, and it was evident
that Captain Gray was not present.
He called a council of war, and soon the Belden party began to
spread out and quickly surrounded the island. Bobby and his crowd
were completely hemmed in.
"What did I tell you?" whined Max Bender. "Now we can't get
away at all."
 "You had your chance to go," Bobby said, with scorn. "We can
beat the whole crowd off—for awhile, at least. We have plenty of
snowballs."
"But there's not much snow to make any more," said Howell
Purdy.
"We should worry!" exclaimed Sparrow. "We'll throw them just
as fast as we can, as long as they last."
 "No use in trying to throw so far," advised Bobby. "We have the
advantage of them, anyway. They have to throw higher than we do."
Soon a shower of snowballs was flung at every head which
appeared above the ramparts. Nor could Bobby and his friends
remain in hiding all the time. If they did so, the Beldens would soon
charge and rout them by the weight of superior numbers.
It was only by returning the enemy's fire with vigor and
precision that the Rockledge boys held the fort at all. Hi Letterblair
had ten or a dozen big boys massed to make a charge; Bobby could
see that.
 Therefore the young leader of the defending party urged his
followers to concentrate their attack upon the captain of the Belden
School.
"Keep them off! we've got to keep them off till Captain Gray
gets here," panted Bobby.
"Hurrah! here they come!" yelled one of the smaller boys,
suddenly.
 Bobby shot a glance toward the Rockledge shore. Indeed, there
they did come! With Captain Gray and the school flag at their head,
the bulk of the Rockledge boys were coming across the snow-
covered lake towards the island.
"Keep still! don't wake them up!" begged Bobby, before anybody
else could cheer. "If the Bedlamites don't know they're coming till
they get here—why, all the better."
The appearance of reënforcements put pluck into Max Bender.
He began to hurl snowballs with more precision and with more force.
He became very active. Hi Letterblair's crew of big boys charged only
half heartedly.
 The boys behind the ramparts almost smothered them before
the attacking party got upon the island. They had chosen the easiest
ascent, but only one of the attackers reached the snow-wall.
Instantly half a dozen hands reached for this plucky enemy, and
it was Max who hauled him over into the fort and sat on him.
"Hurrah! we've got a prisoner!" yelled Howell Purdy, dancing up
and down.
 "What'll we do with him, Bobby?" demanded Fred.
"Huh! I captured him," grumbled Max. "I guess I'll do what I
please with him."
"While we're fooling with that fellow, the others will get up
here," declared Shiner.