FINDING THE TRAIL. The rapid strides of the old guide carried him half-way across the little valley between the cliffs: then he paused suddenly, and resting the butt of his long rifle upon the ground,
FINDING THE TRAIL. The rapid strides of the old guide carried him half-way across the little valley between the cliffs: then he paused suddenly, and resting the butt of his long rifle upon the ground,
THE SEARCH IS ENDED. In the impenetrable gloom that now surrounded them, Percy could not direct his steps toward the pl…
THE MYSTIC CAVERN. Percy Vere listened to all this amazedly. “What makes you think Smoholler is your father?” he asked.…
ONEOTAH’S MEMORIES. Percy Vere was too much accustomed to Cute’s nonsense to pay much heed to it. He continued his inqu…
ON THE WAY. Percy Vere was much interested in what Oneotah had told him, and he gently detained her. “I do not wonder t…
THE WHITE LILY. The Prophet welcomed the boys in that stately manner which was as impressive as it was characteristic w…
THE BOY EMBASSADORS. “There’s more ways than one to kill a cat,” remarked Robbins, bringing his Yankee shrewdness to be…
HOLDING A COUNCIL. Glyndon became interested. “Well, what did he say? Could he tell you any thing about him?” “Not at t…
THE OLD HUNTER’S IDEA. There was a touching plaintiveness to the tone of the Multuomah’s voice as he pronounced these w…
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