It was a beautiful scene. Not a cloud marred the vast blue dome of heaven. Autumn reigned supreme in the Lone Star State, where brave ...

“Bah! for my part, I believe it sheer nonsense—nothing but a hoax.” “So said I until lately; but now I know there is something in it.” ...

A small apartment, walled with rough logs, and blackened by smoke. A substantial fire burns in an uncouth but serviceable fireplace, ...

Mid-afternoon of an oppressively hot and sultry day, in the year ’54. We call the reader’s attention to a scene, that, if not romantic, ...

Frank Reade, Jr. the distinguished inventor of many wonderful machines, particularly the new Steam Man, sat in his library one winter’s ...

The scene of our story is laid in the great North-west. It was a bleak, windy day in November. The shrill blasts wailed through the ...

The surveying party was camped upon the banks of the Columbia River, a short distance from the mouth of its confluent, the Yakima. This ...

“I’ve had a pretty good tramp today, that’s sartin!” Such was the exclamation of a tall, gaunt, ungainly hunter,—Joe Napyank, as he ...

Young Harry Northend remained by his lonely camp-fire in the wilderness, long after the dull, dismal day had dawned, in the hope that ...

Toward noon of a pleasant June day, 18—, a man, mounted on a powerful animal of the Mustang breed, was riding slowly over the plain, ...

The sun was going down behind the western hills in a flood of yellow light, and a river dimpled on under the slanting rays, great fish ...

Along the shores of one of the branches of the Upper Columbia, a lad was making his way with care and stealth that showed he was on the ...

“Well, my dear Gilsey, I rather think I can land him for you,” declared Nick Carter, with an odd smile lurking in the corners of his ...

“Mr. Nick Carter: I have come to town to do business. I give you notice before I begin because I am quite certain you will be informed ...

The sun was sinking, a great fiery ball, in the leaden west, at the close of an autumn day, in the year 1804, when a solitary canoe ...

Over the great plain at a breakneck speed, and down toward the little settlement of Clontarf’s Post, rode a youthful horseman whose fair ...

Up the dingy flights of stairs in an old-fashioned downtown office building, Mr. Henry Stolburst mounted with a vigor and energy that ...

“Whoa!” The Command was spoken in a low tone to a majestic iron-gray horse. Instantly the fore-feet were plunged into the loose earth, ...

It was at the close of a bright May afternoon; the last rays of the sinking sun shone down gayly upon the broad prairie, through which, ...

“To the Commandant at Fort Adams: “For God’s sake send us help at once. We have been fighting the Comanches for two days; half our men ...