“Hurrah for Oregon! says I. That’s the place for Denny, and mesilf is the boy who is bound to have a good shlice av the fine lands, and ...

“Crack! crack!” rang out the reports of two rifles over the calm bosom of the lake, and two canoes, about fifty rods apart, seemed to ...

The scene opens upon one of those great rivers of the West, in the country that Tecumseh claimed and fought for so gallantly. The forest ...

"Haow dew yeou dew, cap.?" "Fine, yer honor; and how is yerself?" A tall, spare specimen of the backwoodsman, who was sitting by a ...

“Indios—Indios bravos!” yelled Manuel Navaja, as he discharged his escopette full at the glowing disk of old Sol; then dropping it, he ...

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

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, ...