A brown man in a white turban sat by the river. It was night, and a little fire of sticks sent strange gleams sparkling across the ...

Strange, how a few harmless ingredients, thrown together and mixed, will set the trouble pot a-boiling. Saltpeter is an innocent and ...

"Where's the old man, Prebbles?" "Don't ask me, Jim. I haven't a notion." "Well, there's a letter for him." The postman dropped a ...

"There's no use talkin', Siwash," and Pecos Jones leaned disgustedly back against the earth wall of the dugout; "he's got one o' these ...

"Woosh!" "Fo' de lan' sakes!" Then followed a bump, a clatter of displaced stones, and sounds of a fall. When quiet once more ensued, ...

"Do you know what you're doing, John?" "If I didn't, Ollie, I wouldn't be doing it. I'm not one of these fellows who take a jump in the ...

"What next?" Not often does a boy put that question to himself and receive an answer as quickly as Motor Matt received his. The king ...

"Great spark plugs!" "Strike me lucky!" "Py shiminy Grismus!" There were three surprised and excited boys on the rounded deck of the ...

"We have finished repainting the ship, Captain Ichi." "Very good, lieutenant." "What flag shall we fly?" "Where are we?" "Off Cape ...

"Look at the chart, Dick. Unless I'm off in my reckoning, those blue things in the distance, that look like clouds, are the mountains of ...

Carl Pretzel was singing. If anyone with an ear for music had heard him they might have guessed that he was selling fish, or buying old ...

"Motor Matt!" "What is it, captain?" "We are in St. George's Bay, ten miles from the Port of Belize, British Honduras. Two days ago, ...

There is a speed limit for automobiles in the City of New Orleans, but a certain red touring car on this Wednesday morning gave little ...

"Py shiminy grickets!" "Well, strike me lucky!" "Can I pelieve vat I see mit my eyes, Tick, or haf I got der plind shtaggers?" "I'm ...

"Lisden, vonce, you fellers! I t'ink I hear someding." Carl Pretzel turned back from the forward rail of the Hawk, gave his chums, ...

"Py shinks, aber dot's funny! Dose fellers look like dey vas birates, or some odder scalawags. Vat vas dey doing, anyvays, in a blace ...

"Your name King?" "Yes." "You de feller dey calls Motor Matt?" "You've struck it." "Chee! I seen yer mug in de poipers an' I t'ought ...

"Py chimineddy!" muttered Carl Pretzel to himself, starting up on the couch, where he had been snatching forty winks by way of passing ...

"Py shiminy grickets! Vat do you t'ink oof dot! See dere vonce, Matt. A palloon, or I vas a lopsder! Und vat a funny palloon it iss." ...

"Vat's der madder mit you? Ach, du lieber! Vaid a minid! For vy you do dot monkey-doodle pitzness? Hoop-a-la! Oof it vas a fighdt, den ...