“This is Golden Gate Park, Herc.” “Huh,” responded the red-headed lad, whom we know as Herc Taylor, gazing about him, “where are the ...

Twenty days out from San Francisco in the vast, heaving desert of the sea, twenty days of storm, sunshine, and calm, the Sea Gypsy, the ...

Juarez was sleepy, very sleepy. He had been traveling on a railroad train for several days, and while ordinarily, he could adapt himself ...

Mr. Kent was a very able magistrate. He had sat on the bench for many years and was considered a man of great legal attainments and ...

It is not a pleasant experience to wake up on a beautiful morning to the realization that one has failed. There seems a relentless irony ...

"Mr. John Diamond, Lexington, Pa.: If you wish cruise in down East waters, join me Monday next at American Hotel, Boston. Have purchased ...

Originally Published: January 9, 1904 Genres: Children's Dime Novel Bibliography: https://dimenovels.org/Item/60438/Show Gutenberg link:...

“Say, boys, just listen to that racket!” It was Jack Diamond who spoke, and he addressed Frank Merriwell and several others of his ...

Once more the bicycle boys pushed on westward, and it must be said that in spite of all their perils they were in the best of spirits. ...

“Hurrah, Ephraim, here we are at last!” It was Frank Merriwell who spoke. He was standing on the deck of a steamer that was approaching ...

"Well, that's a pretty nervy piece of business!" It was Frank Merriwell who spoke the words, more to himself than to anyone else. ...

"It is in the heart of the Sierra Madre range, one hundred and twenty-five miles west of Zacatecas," said the dying man. "Across the ...

September was again at hand, and the cadets at Fardale Military Academy had broken camp and returned to barracks. For all of past ...

On a certain May afternoon, Tom Jessop, assigned to "cover" the Seattle waterfront for his paper, the Seattle Post-Intelligencer, had ...

As the 11:30 A. M. express train from New York was speeding toward the fisher village of Wrightstown, one of the passengers went out on ...

It was early in the afternoon of a July day. A warm sun beaming down with almost tropical fervency glinted through the open windows of ...

Near the mouth of Spuyten Duyvil Creek, the yacht Day Dream lay at anchor on a certain day in September, two years ago. The driving ...

“There comes that sea cub of Beacon Cliff, mates, so let us clip his claws.” “So say I, mates, for he’s too blue-blooded to associate ...

"Well, Carey, my gallant aide-de-camp and friend, I am to lose you, it seems; but then what is my loss is your gain, as you have been ...

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 ...