There was a large crowd on the Battery in New York City one hot day in June in the year eighteen-hundred-and-twelve. Everyone was ...

The clear ring of an ax was echoing through the arches of a forest, three-quarters of a century ago; and an athletic man was swinging ...

“Hers was the spell o’er hearts That only genius gives; The mother of the sister Arts, Where all their beauty lives.” —Varied from ...

In the midst of the lonely forest, that stretched in an almost unbroken line of solitude from the head-waters of the Hudson to the ...

“Stop!” A boy of some eighteen or nineteen years rushed frantically out upon a wharf bordering the harbor of Havana. “Hold on!” ...

“Halt! who comes there?” Time: Daybreak on the morning of May 6th, 1864. Scene: A wild, broken area of country in northern Georgia. ...

In fifteen minutes the emigrant train on the Union Pacific railroad was to leave the depot at Omaha, going west. Two men, evidently ...

The wind was howling over the prairie, with a sharp, penetrating power, while a few feathery flashes eddying through the air, showed ...

The great, round moon looked down in a flood of silver light upon the virgin forest by the banks of the Scioto, the beautiful river that ...

In a saloon adjoining the St. Louis theater (the city at that time could boast of but one theater) were collected half a dozen men, ...

A tall, muscular young fellow, dressed in hunter garb, came silently out of the woods from the north side of the Kentucky River, about a ...

Down the Connecticut, not many miles from the city of Hartford, in the early days of the State of Wooden Nutmegs, stood an ancient fort, ...

War! Oh! how much misery is expressed in that one word! It tells its own tale of woe, of blood, of broken hearts and desolated homes, of ...

The scene opens in the Far West. In the forest the evening’s gloom already was settling, though here and there, through some narrow ...

"Hold up yer hands thar, ye varmints. Ef his hair air gray I kin swar this chile's hand air as steddy and his eye as sure az they war ...

It was upon a bright morning of the month of May 1813, as I, a sailor just paid off from my last ship, was wandering along the wharves ...

"By my soul, it shall be done! Yes, safety, honor, fame, fortune, all require it!" It was a wild spot. The towering rocks reached the ...