"Well, Burr, any change today?" "Yes—a great one." "For better or worse?" "The road will be open for us tomorrow. She's dying." ...

"I wonder what has become of that everlasting Yankee? He promised to meet me here at noon, yet I have stood here and seen the shadows of ...

It was a sultry, scorching day, on the banks of the river Gila—very sultry and silent. The sun in the zenith looked whitely down, and ...

“Where’s McKay?” “Still absent with his Warm Springers. I do not expect him before midnight.” “And Artena?” “Dead or alive, she is ...

In the center of a thickly-wooded dell, situated about three miles from the southern shore of Lake Superior, a half-breed youth, clad in ...

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

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

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 ...

“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, ...

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 ...