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Science Fiction and Western Stories
| The Jimmyjohn Boss|
One day at Nampa, which is in Idaho, a ruddy old massive jovial man
stood by the Silver City stage, patting his beard with his ...
| A Kinsman Of Red Cloud|
It was thirty minutes before a June sundown at the post, and the first
call had sounded for parade. Over in the barracks the tw...
| Sharon's Choice|
Under Providence, a man may achieve the making of many things--ships,
books, fortunes, himself even, quite often enough to encourage...
| Napoleon Shave-tail|
Augustus Albumblatt, young and new and sleek with the latest
book-knowledge of war, reported to his first troop commander at Fort
| Twenty Minutes For Refreshments|
Upon turning over again my diary of that excursion to the Pacific, I
find that I set out from Atlantic waters on the 30th day of a b...
| The Promised Land|
Perhaps there were ten of them--these galloping dots were hard to
count--down in the distant bottom across the river. Their swiftly ...
| Hank's Woman|
Many fish were still in the pool; and though luck seemed to have left
me, still I stood at the end of the point, casting and ca...
| Padre Ignazio|
At Santa Ysabel del Mar the season was at one of its moments when the
air hangs quiet over land and sea. The old breezes had gone; t...
| Opening The Campaign|
"Well, gentlemen, if that is the best rate you can offer us, then we'll
drive the cattle. My boys have all been over the trail before,...
| Organizing The Forces|
Don Lovell and Jim Flood returned from Lasalle County on the last day
of February. They had spent a week along the Upper Nueces, and b...
| Receiving At Los Lobos|
The trip to Lasalle County was mere pastime. All three of the outfits
kept in touch with each other, camping far enough apart to avoid...
| Mingling With The Exodus|
By noon the herd had grazed out five miles on its way. The boys were
so anxious to get off that on my return the camp was deserted wit...
| Red River Station|
When the spirit of a man is once broken, he becomes useless. On the
trail it is necessary to have some diversion from hard work, long ...
| Camp Supply|
In gala spirits we broke camp the next morning. The herd had left the
bed-ground at dawn, and as the outfit rode away to relieve the l...
| When Greek Meets Greek|
It was late that night when I reached the herd. Before I parted with
my employer we had carefully reviewed the situation in its minute...
| En Passant|
It was intentionally late in the day when we reached Dodge. My horse,
which I was leading, gave considerable trouble while returning,
| At Sheriff's Creek|
The sun had nearly set when we galloped into Bob Quirk's camp. Halting
only long enough to advise my brother of the escape of Tollesto...
| A Family Reunion|
The hospitality of a trail wagon was aptly expressed in the invitation
to enjoy ourselves. Some one had exercised good judgment in sel...
| All In The Day's Work|
The next morning the herds moved out like brigades of an army on
dress-parade. Our front covered some six or seven miles, the Buford
| Marshaling The Forces|
Both herds had watered in the Smoky during the afternoon. The stranger's
cattle were not compelled to go down to the crossing, but fou...
| Justice In The Saddle|
It was an hour after the usual time when we bedded down the cattle. The
wagon had overtaken us about sunset, and the cook's fire pilot...
| Turning The Tables|
"Keep away from me, you common cow-hands," said Sponsilier, as a group
of us waited for him at the foot of the court-house stairs. But...
| Tolleston Butts In|
Morning dawned on a scene of pastoral grandeur. The valley of the North
Platte was dotted with cattle from hill and plain. The river, ...
| Crossing The Niobrara|
The parting of the ways was reached. On the morning of July 12, the
different outfits in charge of Lovell's drive in '84 started on th...
Our route was carrying us to the eastward of the Black Hills. The
regular trail to the Yellowstone and Montana points was by the way o...
| The Little Missouri|
A week later we crossed the Belle Fourche, sometimes called the North
Fork of the Big Cheyenne. Like its twin sister on the south, it ...
| In Quarantine|
We reached Miles City shortly after midnight. It was the recognized
cattle centre of Montana at that time, but devoid of the high-ligh...
| On The Just And The Unjust|
The quarantine guards returned to their camp. Our plans were suddenly
and completely upset, and not knowing which way to turn, Sponsil...
| Fort Buford|
We were at our rope's end. There were a few accounts to settle in
Glendive, after which we would shake its dust from our feet. Very fe...
| A Soldier's Honor|
Delivery day dawned with a heavy fog hanging over the valley of the
Yellowstone. The frosts had ceased, and several showers had fallen...
Lovell and his attorneys joined the cavalcade which returned to the
post, while we continued on south, fording the Missouri above Forr...
| The Winter Of Our Discontent|
The inquiry was over before noon. A lieutenant detailed a few men and
made a pretense of taking possession of Lovell. But once the spe...
| Back From The Dead|
Westward the little three-car train chugged its way fussily across the
brown prairie toward distant mountains which, in that clear a...
| Crooked Work|
Stratton suddenly turned his back and stared blankly through the open
door. With the same unconscious instinct which had moved him t...
| Mistress Mary - Quite Contrary|
But Stratton's mind was too full of the amazing information he had gleaned
from the old storekeeper to leave much room for minor ref...
| The Branding Iron|
Stratton was never sure just how long he stood staring at her in dumb,
dazed bewilderment. After those mental pictures of the Mary T...
| Tex Lynch|
Supper, which was served in the ranch-house kitchen by Pedro, the Mexican
cook, was not enlivened by much conversation. The food was...
| The Blood-stained Saddle|
"Hello, kid!" said Stratton quietly. "You awake? What's up, anyhow?"
There was a rustle in the adjoining bunk, the thud of bare fe...
Swiftly the echoes of the shots died away, leaving the still serenity of
the night again unruffled. For a moment or two Stratton wai...
| The Hoodoo Outfit|
Pop Daggett hesitated and glanced uneasily toward the door.
"I warned yuh, didn't I, the Shoe-Bar was a hoodoo outfit?" he evaded....
It was the Mexican woman, Maria. As Buck recognized her he rose quietly
and moved swiftly toward the door. But if he had hoped to ca...
| Buck Finds Out Something|
When the fact is chronicled that no less than three times in the
succeeding eight days Buck Stratton was strongly tempted to put an ...
As Buck appeared in the doorway, blinking a little at the lamp-light, the
five card-players stared at him in astonishment.
Instantly a sense of elation, tingling as an electric shock, surged over
Stratton, and his grip on the Colt tightened. At last he wa...
"The low-down, ornery liar!" sputtered Bud Jessup, face flushed and eyes
snapping. "He told me to wait for them bolts if I had to st...
| The Lady From The Past|
Stratton's first feeling was that the girl must have made a mistake. In a
dazed fashion he stepped forward and helped her out of the...
More than once during the next ten minutes Buck cursed himself inwardly
for not having brought along the small but powerful pair of ...
| The Unexpected|
More than once during the following few days, Stratton was forced to a
grudging admiration, of Tex Lynch's cleverness. Even knowing ...
| The Primeval Instinct|
On the other side of the house Buck found the mistress of the ranch and
her two guests standing in a little group beside one of the ...
| A Change Of Base|
Stratton staggered back against the wall and leaned there, panting. All
his strength had gone out in that last terrific blow, and fo...
| The Mysterious Motor-car|
Buck took to Jim Tenny at once. There was something about this long, lean,
brown-faced foreman of the Rocking-R, with his clear gray...
The discovery galvanized Stratton into instant, alert attention.
Motor-cars were rare in this remote range country and confined almo...
| What Mary Thorne Found|
A few hundred yards away from the fence strung along the western side of
middle pasture, Mary Thorne pulled her horse down to a walk...
With a deep sigh, Buck lifted his face from the water and regarded her
"That just about saved my life," he murmured.
| Where The Wheel Tracks Led|
Bud Jessup removed a battered stew-pan from the fire and set it aside to
cool a little.
"Well, by this time I reckon friend Tex i...
| The Secret Of North Pasture|
Jessup swallowed hard. "But--but--" he faltered, "there ain't never been
any found around here. The nearest fields are hundreds of m...
| The Trap|
"Yuh out last night?" brusquely inquired Gabby, as they were dressing next
A direct question from the eccentric individu...
| Sheriff Hardenberg Intervenes|
During that brief lull Buck found time to wonder why no one had sense
enough to use a gun to bring them down. But almost as swiftly ...
| An Hour Too Late|
"I had an idea that's who it was when you described him," said Sheriff
Hardenberg, to whom Stratton returned at once with the news. ...
Almost at once they struck a fresh trail, made by a number of horsemen
riding in a bunch, which led diagonally across middle pasture...
| Creeping Shadows|
With her back against the veranda pillar, Mary Thorne watched the group of
mounted men canter down the slope, splash across the cree...
| Lynch Scores|
How long she stood there staring fearfully at the empty window of the
shed, Mary Thorne had no idea. She seemed frozen and incapable...
Motionless in his saddle, save for an occasional restless stamp of his
horse, Bud Jessup waited patiently in front of the adobe shac...
| Buck Rides|
Presently Mrs. Archer released her spasmodic grip on Stratton's flannel
shirt and fumbled for her handkerchief.
"I'm a fool to--t...
| Carried Away|
The same dawn unrolled before the eyes of a man and a girl, riding
southward along the ragged margin of the T-T ranch. Westward stre...
| The Fight On The Ledge|
In that instant of supreme horror, Mary Thorne found time to be thankful
that terror struck her momentarily dumb. For now, with lips...
| The Dead Heart|
Vaguely, as of a sound coming from far distances, the crack of a
revolver-shot penetrated to the girl's numbed brain. It did not sur...
| Two Trails Converge|
Mrs. Archer sat alone in the ranch-house living-room, doing absolutely
nothing. As a matter of fact, she had little use for those mi...
| The Coming Of The Sheep|
From his seat on the top of a high ridge, Gordon Wade looked into the
bowl-shaped valley beneath him, with an expression of amazemen...
| A Meeting And A Parting|
Had some one of Gordon Wade's multitude of admirers in the East seen him
as he stood looking out over his Wyoming ranch, he might ha...
Meantime, many things of great interest to Gordon Wade happened without
A national election at which the previousl...
| The Gathering Storm|
On the north bank of the river, from which it derived its name, the town
of Crawling Water lay sprawled out in the shape of an irreg...
Overjoyed at the prospect of a peaceful solution of the problem which
confronted him, Wade walked rapidly toward the hotel, happy, t...
"How do you think you'd like to live in Crawling Water?"
Wade looked whimsically at Helen, as she picked her way with the grace
| The Old Trail|
For another mile Wade followed the main road and then diverged sharply
to the left into what was known as the old, or upper, trail. ...
| Higher Than Statute Law|
Wade descended the stairs of the hotel and went into the barroom, fuming
with rage and chagrin because Helen had seen him in such a ...
| The Battle At The Ranch|
When Wade and Santry approached the big pine, the waiting men came out
from its shadow and rode forward, with the borrowed rifles ac...
| The Senator Gets Busy|
It was daylight when the routed posse, with Race Moran in the lead, his
left arm tied up in a blood-stained handkerchief, rode into ...
| Tangled Threads|
Relieved though Helen was to some extent, by her father's assurances and
by the explanation which he had given, she was far from bei...
| Desperate Measures|
If Moran or Helen, early in their conversation, had looked out of the
window of the hotel, during one of those vivid lightning flash...
| Into The Depths|
"Good Lord, Race! What's happened?"
Senator Rexhill, on the next morning, surprised that Moran did not show
up at the hotel, had ...
| A Dastard's Blow|
At about the time when Rexhill was freeing Moran from his bonds, Wade
and Santry, with rifles slung across their backs were tramping...
| The First Clew|
"Let's see!" Trowbridge reined in his horse and meditated, when he and
Dorothy had covered several miles of their ride back to Crawl...
When Wade first opened his eyes, after he had been stricken senseless,
he was first conscious of his throbbing head, and on seeking ...
| A War Of Wits|
"Kidnaped? Gordon Wade?"
At Dorothy's announcement, Mrs. Purnell sank, with a gasp, into her
rocking-chair, astonished beyond exp...
| A Rescue And A Vigilance Committee|
At the end of an hour, or so, the lion withdrew and Wade thought he had
seen the last of it. He began to pace up and down the fissur...
| Baffled But Still Dangerous|
When Trowbridge left Dorothy Purnell, promising to find his friend for
her sake, he had assumed a confidence that he was far from fe...
| The Storm Bursts|
The vigilantes had entered Crawling Water at about ten o'clock, when the
saloons and gambling joints were in full swing. Ribald song...
| With Bare Hands At Last|
In after years, when Wade tried to recall that mad ride, he found it
only a vague blur upon his memory. He was conscious only of the...
| Church-going Clothes|
After his few words to Dorothy the wounded man lapsed again into coma,
in which condition he was found by the physician, who returne...
| The Last Frontier|
Many men were in debt to the trader at Flambeau, and many counted
him as a friend. The latter never reasoned why, except that he had...
| Poleon Doret's Hand Is Quicker Than His Tongue|
The trader's house sat back of the post, farther up on the hill. It
was a large, sleepy house, sprawling against the sunny side of t...
| Without Benefit Of Clergy|
When the steamer had gone Napoleon Doret went to look for Necia, and
found her playing with the younger Gales, who revelled in the g...
| The Soldier Finds An Untrodden Valley|
During the weeks that followed Meade Burrell saw much of Necia. At
first he had leaned on the excuse that he wanted to study the
| A Story Is Begun|
"It's fonny t'ing how two brown eye
Was changin' everything--
De cloud she's no more on de sky,
An' winter's ...
| The Burrell Code|
Not until his dying day will Burrell lose the memory of that march
with Necia through the untrodden valley, and yet its incidents we...
| The Magic Of Ben Stark|
Before the party came in sight, the sound of their voices reached
the cabin, and Burrell rose nervously and sauntered to the door.
| The Knife|
In every community, be it never so small, there are undesirable
citizens; and, while the little party was still at breakfast on the
| The Awakening|
Early the next morning Corporal Thomas came into the store and found
Necia tending it while Gale was out. Ever since the day she had...
| Meade Burrell Finds A Path In The Moonlight|
"No Creek" Lee had come into his own at last, and was a hero, for
the story of his long ill-luck was common gossip now, and men
| Where The Path Led|
By daylight next morning every man and most of the women among the
new arrivals had disappeared into the hills--the women in spite o...
| A Tangled Skein|
When Burrell entered he wasted no time in greetings.
"I know why you sent for me, Poleon. I've heard the news, and I
would have b...
| Stark Takes A Hand In The Game|
The old man greeted the Lieutenant affably, but as his glance fell
on his daughter he stopped stock-still on the threshold.
| A Mystery Is Unravelled|
Lieutenant Burrell was considerably taken aback when, a quarter of
an hour after the young lover's ecstatic return to his quarters,
| And A Knot Tightened|
A day of shattered hopes is a desolate thing, but the night of such
a day is desolate indeed. In all his life Poleon Doret had never...
| John Gale's Hour|
It was a heathenish time of night to arouse the girl, thought
Burrell, as he left the barracks, but he must allay these fears that
| The Love Of Poleon Doret|
To the girl crouching at the stern of Runnion's boat it seemed as if
this day and night would never end. It seemed as if the process...
| Runnion Finds The Singing People|
"No Creek" Lee came into the trading-post on the following morning,
and found Gale attending store as if nothing unusual had occurre...
| The Call Of The Oreads|
There was mingled rejoicing and lamentation in the household of John
Gale this afternoon. Molly and Johnny were in the throes of an
| The Water-hole|
A fitful breeze played among the mesquite bushes. The naked earth,
where it showed between the clumps of grass, was baked plaster
| The Ambush|
Alaire Austin slept badly. The day's hardships had left their
traces. The toxins of fatigue not only poisoned her muscles with
| What Happened At The Water-hole|
The new-comers exchanged a word or two in Spanish, then the second
rider flung himself from his saddle and made for the water. He wa...
| An Evening At Las Palmas|
Although the lower counties of southwest Texas are flat and badly
watered, they possess a rich soil. They are favored, too, by a
| Something About Heredity|
It had required but one generation to ripen the fruits of "Old Ed"
Austin's lawlessness, and upon his son heredity had played one of...
| A Journey And A Dark Man|
Alaire's preparations for the journey to La Feria were made with
little delay. Owing to the condition of affairs across the border,
| Luis Longorio|
"You probably know why I wished to see you," Alaire began.
Longorio shook his head in vague denial.
"It is regarding my ranch, ...
| Blaze Jones's Nemesis|
Blaze Jones rode up to his front gate and dismounted in the shade
of the big ebony-tree. He stepped back and ran an approving eye
| A Scouting Trip|
"What ails you?" Law inquired as he and Blaze rolled away in the
"Serves me right for leaving my six-shooter at home,"...
| A Ranger's Horse|
Onward through the dense foliage the two friends wound. Now and
then they stopped to listen, but the rain was heavy enough to
| Judge Ellsworth Exacts A Promise|
On his way to the Lewis ranch Dave Law had a struggle with
himself. He had earned a reputation as a man of violent temper,
and the ...
| Longorio Makes Bold|
Upon her arrival at La Feria Alaire discovered that the Federal
depredations had been even greater than she had feared. Not only
| Dave Law Becomes Jealous|
"You can never know what these two days have been for me," the
general said as he and Alaire lingered over their meal. "They will
| Jose Sanchez Swears An Oath|
On this same evening a scene of no little significance was taking
place at Las Palmas. Ed Austin was entertaining callers, and these...
| The Truth About Panfilo|
Nothing more was said during the luncheon, but when Alaire had
finished eating and her two employees had begun their meal, she
| The Rodeo|
It was with a feeling of some reluctance that Dave drove up to Las
Palmas shortly after the lunch hour, for he had no desire to meet...
| The Guzman Incident|
Ricardo Guzman did not return from Romero. When two days had
passed with no word from him, his sons became alarmed and started
| Ed Austin Turns At Bay|
Had it not been for her fears, Paloma Jones would have taken her
visit to the Austin ranch as an unmixed enjoyment. To her Alaire
Longorio stared first at the huddled, perspiring man beside the
telephone and then at the frightened woman. "Is that the truth?"
| Superstitions And Certainties|
The sensation caused by Ricardo Guzman's disappearance was as
nothing to that which followed the recovery of his body. By the
| An Awakening|
Time was when Phil Strange boasted that he and his wife had played
every fair-ground and seaside amusement-park from Coney Island to...
| What Ellsworth Had To Say|
On his way to Brownsville the next morning Dave found himself
still somewhat dazed by his sudden happiness; the more he thought
| The Crash|
The several days following Dave's unexpected call at Las Palmas
Alaire spent in a delightful reverie. She had so often wrestled
| Dave Law Comes Home|
A few days after she had written to Judge Ellsworth Alaire
followed her letter in person, for, having at last decided to
| A Warning And A Surprise|
Dave Law slept for twenty hours, and even when he awoke it was not
to a clear appreciation of his surroundings. At first he was
| The Water-cure|
Without an instant's hesitation Dave flung himself past Rosa and
through the inner door.
Jose Sanchez met him with a shout; the s...
| La Feria|
What's this I hear about war?" Dolores inquired of her mistress, a
few days after their arrival at La Feria. "They tell me that
| The Doors Of Paradise|
Alaire began the mockery of playing hostess with extreme distaste,
and as the meal progressed she experienced a growing uneasiness.
| The Priest From Monclova|
That was a night of terror for the women. Although Longorio's
discipline was in some ways strict, in others it was extremely
| The Man Of Destiny|
"Now, then, I'll explain," said Alaire, turning to the men.
"Longorio declares he won't have me except as his wife, and I
think he ...
| A Spanish Will|
With a singing heart Alaire rode through the night at her
husband's side. The strain of the last few hours had been so
| The Dawn|
Juan Garcia proved to be a good guide, and he saved the refugees
many miles on their road to the Rio Grande. But every farm and
| Laughing Bill Hyde|
Mr. William Hyde was discharged from Deer Lodge Penitentiary a changed
man. That was quite in line with the accepted theory of cri...
| The North Wind's Malice|
It had snowed during the night, but toward morning it had grown cold;
now the sled-runners complained and the load dragged heavily. ...
| His Stock In Trade|
"The science of salesmanship is quite as exact as the science of
astronomy," said Mr. Gross, casting his eyes down the table to see
| With Bridges Burned|
Louis Mitchell knew what the telegram meant, even though it was brief
and cryptic. He had been expecting something of the sort ever ...
| With Interest To Date|
This is the tale of a wrong that rankled and a great revenge. It is
not a moral story, nor yet, measured by the modern money code, i...
| The Cub Reporter|
Why he chose Buffalo Paul Anderson never knew, unless perhaps it
had more newspapers than Bay City, Michigan, and because his ticket...
| Out Of The Night|
"There is but one remedy for your complaint." Doctor Suydam settled
deeper into his chair. "Marry the girl."
"That is the only pi...
| The Real And The Make-believe|
On his way down-town Phillips stopped at a Subway news-stand and
bought all the morning papers. He acknowledged that he was vastly
| Running Elk|
Up from the valley below came the throb of war drums, the faint rattle
of shots, and the distant cries of painted horsemen charging....
| The Moon The Maid And The Winged Shoes|
The last place I locked wheels with Mike Butters was in Idaho. I'd
just sold a silver-lead prospect and was proclaimin' my prosperit...
Should you chance, in crossing a certain mountain pass in southern
Catalonia, to find yourself poised above a little valley aga...
"Most all the old quotations need fixing," said Joyce in tones
forbidding dispute. "For instance, the guy that alluded to marriages
| The Mule Driver And The Garrulous Mute|
Bill had finished panning the concentrates from our last clean-up,
and now the silver ball of amalgam sizzled and fried on the shovel
| The Thaw At Slisco's|
The storm broke at Salmon Lake, and we ran for Slisco's road-house.
It whipped out from the mountains, all tore into strips coming
| Bitter Root Billings Arbiter|
Billings rode in from the Junction about dusk, and ate his supper in
silence. He'd been East for sixty days, and, although there lurk...
| The Shyness Of Shorty|
Bailey smoked morosely as he scanned the dusty trail leading down
across the "bottom" and away over the dry grey prairie toward the
| The Test|
Pierre "Feroce" showed disapproval in his every attitude as plainly as
disgust peered from the seams in his dark face; it lurked in hi...
| North Of Fifty-three|
Big George was drinking, and the activities of the little Arctic
mining camp were paralysed. Events invariably ceased their progress
| Where Northern Lights Come Down O' Nights|
The Mission House at Togiak stands forlornly on a wind-swept Alaskan
spit, while huddled around it a swarm of dirt-covered "igloos" gr...
| The Scourge|
Coming down coast from the Kotzebue country they stumbled onto the
little camp in the early winter, and as there was food a plenty, of...
| The Fever Manifests Itself|
There is a certain malady of the mind induced by too much of one thing. Just as the body fed too long upon meat becomes a prey to that ...
| Two Make A Quarrel|
At nine o'clock Bud went home. He was feeling very well satisfied with himself for some reason which he did not try to analyze, but whi...
| Head South And Keep Going|
At a lunch wagon down near the water front, Bud stopped and bought two "hot dog" sandwiches and a mug of hot coffee boiled with milk in...
| Bud Cannot Perform Miracles|
They went on and on, through the rain and the wind, sometimes through the mud as well, where the roads were not paved. Foster had almos...
| Bud Takes To The Hills|
In a little village which he had glimpsed from the top of a hill Bud went into the cluttered little general store and bought a few bloc...
| Into The Desert|
If you want to know what mad adventure Bud found himself launched upon, just read a few extracts from the diary which Cash Markham, bei...
| Many Barren Months And Miles|
"Well, here come them darn burros, Cash. Cora's colt ain't with 'em though. Poor little devils—say, Cash, they look like hard sleddin',...
| The Bite Of Memory|
The heavy boom of a dynamite blast rolled across the fiat to the hills that flung it back in a tardy echo like a spent ball of sound. A...
| Emotions Are Tricky Things|
A man's mind is a tricky thing—or, speaking more exactly, a man's emotions are tricky things. Love has come rushing to the beck of a ti...
| The First Stages|
For a month Bud worked and forced himself to cheerfulness, and tried to forget. Sometimes it was easy enough, but there were other time...
| Marie Takes A Desperate Chance|
Domestic wrecks may be a subject taboo in polite conversation, but Joe De Barr was not excessively polite, and he had, moreover, a very...
| Cabin Fever In The Worst Form|
Bud Moore woke on a certain morning with a distinct and well-defined grouch against the world as he had found it; a grouch quite differ...
| Cash Gets A Shock|
It happened that Cash was just returning to the cabin from the Blind Ledge claim. He met Bud almost at the doorstep, just as Bud was fu...
| And Bud Never Guessed|
That night, when he had been given a bath in the little zinc tub they used for washing clothes, and had been carefully buttoned inside ...
| The Antidote|
Three days it stormed with never a break, stormed so that the men dreaded the carrying of water from the spring that became ice-rimmed ...
| Lovin Child Wriggles In|
On the fourth day Bud's conscience pricked him into making a sort of apology to Cash, under the guise of speaking to Lovin Child, for s...
| They Have Their Troubles|
To begin with, Lovin Child got hold of Cash's tobacco can and was feeding it by small handfuls to the flames, when Bud caught him. He y...
| Bud Faces Facts|
New Year came and passed and won nothing in the way of celebration from the three in Nelson's cabin. Bud's bones ached, his head ached,...
| Lovin Child Strikes It Rich|
It was only the next day that Bud was the means of helping Lovin Child find a fortune for himself; which eased Bud's mind considerably,...
| Marie's Side Of It|
We all realize keenly, one time or another, the abject poverty of language. To attempt putting some emotions into words is like trying ...
| The Cure Complete|
In Nelson Flat the lupines were like spilled bluing in great, acre-wide blots upon the meadow grass. Between cabin and creek bank a lit...
| An Ambitious Man-child Was Buddy|
In hot mid afternoon when the acrid, gray dust cloud kicked up by the
listless plodding of eight thousand cloven hoofs formed the only...
| The Trail Herd|
Day after day the trail herd plodded slowly to the north, following the
buffalo trails that would lead to water, and the crude map of ...
| Some Indian Lore|
Buddy knew Indians as he knew cattle, horses, rattlesnakes and
storms--by having them mixed in with his everyday life. He couldn't tel...
| Buddy Gives Warning|
Buddy swung down from his horse, unsaddled it and went staggering to the
stable wall with the burden of a stock-saddle much too big fo...
| Buddy Runs True To Type|
One never could predict with any certainty how long Indians would dance
before they actually took the trail of murder and pillage. So ...
| The Young Eagle Must Fly|
"You're of age," said Bob Birnie, sucking hard at his pipe. "You've had
your schooling as your mother wished that you should have it. ...
| Bud Flips A Coin With Fate|
"I don't think it matters so much where we light, it's what we do when
we get there," said Bud to Smoky, his horse, one day as they st...
| The Muleshoe|
The riders of the Muleshoe outfit were eating breakfast when Bud rode
past the long, low-roofed log cabin to the corral which stood ne...
| Little Lost|
Little Lost--somehow the name appealed to Bud, whose instinct for
harmony extended to words and phrases and, for that matter, to
| Bud Meets The Woman|
A woman was stooping at the woodpile, filling her arms with crooked
sticks of rough-barked sage. From the color of her hair Bud knew t...
| Guile Against The Wily|
Bud liked to have his life run along accustomed lines with a more or
less perfect balance of work and play, friendships and enmities. ...
| Sport O' Kings|
Sunday happened to be fair, with not too strong a wind blowing. Before
noon Little Lost ranch was a busy place, and just before dinner...
| The Sinks|
"We can go through the pasture and cut off a couple of miles," said
Honey when they were mounted. "I hope you don't think I'm crazy, w...
| Even Mushrooms Help|
Bud wanted to have a little confidential talk with Marian. He hoped that
she would be willing to tell him a great deal more than could...
| Why Bud Missed A Dance|
"Bud, you're fourteen kinds of a damn fool and I can prove it," Jerry
announced without prelude of any kind save, perhaps, the vicious...
| While The Going's Good|
At supper Bud noticed that Marian, standing at his right side, set down
his cup of coffee with her right hand, and at the same instant...
| Guardian Angels Are Riding Point|
They plunged into darkness again, rode at a half trot over smooth, hard
sand, Bud trusting himself wholly to Marian and to the sagacit...
| The Catrock Gang|
A woman with a checkered apron and a motherly look came to let her
chickens out and milk the cow, and woke Bud so that she could tell ...
| Bud Rides Through Catrock And Loses Marian|
"You'll have to show me the trail, pardner," said Bud when they were
making their way cautiously out of town by way of the tin can sub...
| Pick Your Footing!|
The three sat irresolutely on their horses at the tunnel's end of the
Gap, staring out over the valley of the Redwater and at the moun...
| Trails End|
At the last camp, just north of the Platte, Bud's two black sheep
balked. Bud himself, worn by sleepless nights and long hours in the
| The Coming Of A Native Son|
The Happy Family, waiting for the Sunday supper call, were grouped
around the open door of the bunk-house, gossiping idly of things pu...
| When Greek Meets Greek|
The next morning, which was Sunday, the machinations of Big Medicine
took Pink down to the creek behind the bunk-house. "What's hurtin...
| Bad News|
Andy Green, that honest-eyed young man whom everyone loved, but whom
not a man believed save when he was indulging his love for more o...
| Some Hopes|
On the third day after the Happy Family decided that there should be
some word from Chicago; and, since that day was Sunday, they rode...
Slim rising first from dinner on the next day but one opened the door
of the mess-house, and stood there idly picking his teeth before...
| What Happened To Andy|
With the sun shining comfortably upon his back, and with a cigarette
between his lips, Andy sat upon his horse and watched in silent g...
| Truth Crushed To Earth Etc|
Andy, only half awake, tried to obey both instinct and habit and reach
up to pull his hat down over his eyes, so that the sun could no...
| The Dot Outfit|
Before he laid him down to sleep, that night, Weary had repeated to
himself many times and fervently that wish for old J. G. Whitmore ...
| More Sheep|
The next week was a time of harassment for the Flying U; a week
filled to overflowing with petty irritations, traceable, directly or
| The Happy Family Herd Sheep|
The boys of the Flying U had many faults in common, aside from certain
individual frailties; one of their chief weaknesses was over-co...
| Weary Unburdens|
Hungry with the sharp, gnawing hunger of healthy stomachs accustomed
to regular and generous feeding; tired with the weariness of heal...
| Two Of A Kind|
Patsy, staunch old partisan that he was, placed before them much food
which he had tried his best to keep hot without burning everythi...
| The Happy Family Learn Something|
"Well, I hope this farce is about over," Dunk sneered, with as near an
approach to his old, supercilious manner as he could command, w...
| Happy Jack|
Big Medicine, Irish and Pink, racing almost abreast, heard a scream
behind them and pulled up their horses with short, stiff-legged pl...
"Say, ain't that Andy and Mig following along behind?" Cal asked after a
minute of watching the approach. "Sure, it is. Now what--"
| The End Of The Dots|
Slim may not have been more curious than his fellows, but he was perhaps
more single-hearted in his loyalty to the outfit. To him the ...
| Good News|
Pink rolled over in his bed so that he might look--however
sleepily--upon his fellows, dressing more or less quietly in the cool
| Old Ways And New|
Progress is like the insidious change from youth to old age, except that
progress does not mean decay. The change that is almost imper...
| Andy Green's New Acquaintance|
Andy Green, chief prevaricator of the Happy Family of the Flying U--and
not ashamed of either title or connection--pushed his new Stet...
| The Kid Learns Some Things About Horses|
The Kid--Chip's Kid and the Little Doctor's--was six years old and big
for his age. Also he was a member in good standing of the Happy...
| Andy Takes A Hand In The Game|
Andy Green was a day late in arriving at the Flying U. First he lost
time by leaving the train thirty miles short of the destination m...
| The Happy Family Turn Nesters|
"Say, Andy, where's them dry-farmers?" Big Medicine inquired at the top
of his voice when the Happy Family had reached the biscuit-and...
| The First Blow In The Fight|
Letters went speeding to Irish and Jack Bates, absent members of the
Happy Family of the Flying U; letters that explained the situatio...
| The Coming Of The Colony|
If you would see northern Montana at its most beautiful best, you should
see it in mid-May when the ground-swallows are nesting and th...
| Florence Grace Hallman Speaks Plainly|
Andy Green rode thoughtfully up the trail from his cabin in One Man
coulee, his hat tilted to the south to shield his face from the cl...
| The Happy Family Buys A Bunch Of Cattle|
With the Kid riding gleefully upon Weary's shoulder they trooped up the
path their own feet had helped wear deep to the bunk-house. Th...
| Wherein Andy Green Lies To A Lady|
In the soft-creeping dusk came Andy Green, slouched in the saddle with
the weariness of riding since dawn; slouched to one side and si...
| A Moving Chapter In Events|
Having nothing more than a general warning of trouble ahead to disturb
him, Andy rode blithely back down the coulee and met the herd j...
| Shacks Live Stock And Pilgrims Promptly And Painfully Removed|
"I'm looking rather seedy now, while holding down my
And my grub it isn't always served the best,
| Irish Works For The Cause|
Big Medicine with Weary and Chip to bear him company, rode up to the
shack nearest his own, which had been hastily built by a raw-bone...
| Just One Thing After Another|
A gray clarity of the air told that daylight was near. The skyline
retreated, the hills came out of the duskiness like a photograph in...
| The Kid Has Ideas Of His Own|
The Old Man sat out in his big chair on the porch, smoking and staring
dully at the trail which led up the bluff by way of the Hog's B...
| A Rell Old Cowpuncher|
The hills began to look bigger, and kind of chilly and blue in the
deep places. The Kid wished that he could find some of the boys. He...
| Lost Child|
"Djuh find 'im?" The Old Man had limped down to the big gate and stood
there bare headed under the stars, waiting, hoping--fearing to ...
| The Long Way Round|
Miss Allen turned to yell encouragingly to the Kid, and she saw that he
was going on slowly, his head turned to watch her. She told hi...
| Her Name Was Rosemary|
Andy Green came in from a twenty-hour ride through the Wolf Butte
country and learned that another disaster had followed on the heels ...
| The Rell Ole Cowpuncher Goes Home|
I don't suppose anything can equal the aplomb of a child that has always
had his own way and has developed normally. The Kid, for inst...
| The Fight Goes On|
It is amazing how quickly life swings back to the normal after even so
harrowing an experience as had come to the Flying U. Tragedy ha...
| Lawful Improvements|
Florence Grace Hallman must not be counted a woman without principle or
kindness of heart or these qualities which make women beloved ...
| The Water Question And Some Gossip|
Miss Rosemary Allen rode down into One Man Coulee and boldly up to the
cabin of Andy Green, and shouted musically for him to come fort...
| The Kid Is Used For A Pawn In The Game|
Did you ever stop to think of the tremendous moral lesson in the Bible
tale of David and Goliath? And how great, human issues are ofte...
| Little Black Shack's All Burnt Up|
It is a penitentiary offense for anyone to set fire to prairie grass or
timber; and if you know the havoc which one blazing match may ...
| Rosemary Allen Does A Small Sum In Addition|
Miss Rosemary Allen, having wielded a wet gunny sack until her eyes were
red and smarting and her lungs choked with cinders and her ar...
| Its Awful Easy To Get Lost|
The Kid wriggled uncomfortably in the saddle and glanced at the
narrow-browed face of H. J. Owens, who was looking this way and that a...
| As It Turned Out|
They found H. J. Owens the next forenoon wandering hopelessly lost in
the hills. Since killing him was barred, they tied his arms behi...
| Peaceful Hart Ranch|
It was somewhere in the seventies when old Peaceful Hart woke to a
realization that gold-hunting and lumbago do not take kindly to one...
| Good Indian|
There is a saying--and if it is not purely Western, it is at least
purely American--that the only good Indian is a dead Indian. In the...
| Old Wives Tales|
Down the winding trail of Snake River bluff straggled a blanketed half
dozen of old Wolfbelly's tribe, the braves stalking moodily in ...
| The Christmas Angel|
Phoebe watched the two unhappily, sighed when they disappeared around
the corner of the house, and set her bowl of butter upon the bro...
| I Don't Care Much About Girls|
"There's no use asking the Injuns to go on the warpath," Gene announced
disgustedly, coming out upon the porch where the rest of the b...
| The Christmas Angel Plays Ghost|
At midnight, the Peaceful Hart ranch lay broodily quiet under its
rock-rimmed bluff. Down in the stable the saddle-horses were but
| Miss Georgie Howard Operator|
"Where is the delightful Mr. Good Indian off to?" Evadna stopped
drumming upon the gatepost and turned toward the person she heard com...
| The Amiable Angler|
Baumberger--Johannes was the name he answered to when any of his family
called, though to the rest of the world he was simply Baumberg...
| Peppajee Jim Heap Sabes|
Peppajee Jim had meditated long in the shade of his wikiup, and now,
when the sun changed from a glaring ball of intense, yellow heat ...
| Midnight Prowlers|
Came midnight and moonlight together, and with them came also Good
Indian riding somewhat sullenly down the trail to the ranch. Sullen...
| You Can't Play With Me|
Good Indian was young, which means that he was not always logical,
nor much given to looking very far into the future except as he was...
| Them Damn Snake|
Three hundred yards up the river, in the shade of a huge bowlder, round
an end of which the water hurried in a green swirl that it mig...
| Cloud-sign Versus Cupid|
Few men are ever called upon by untoward circumstance to know the
sensations caused by rattlesnake bite, knife gashes, impromptu
| The Claim-jumpers|
"Guess that bobcat was after my ducks again, last night," commented
Phoebe Hart, when she handed Baumberger his cup of coffee. "The wa...
| Squaw-talk-far-off Heap Smart|
Good Indian spoke briefly with the good-looking young squaw, who had a
shy glance for him when he came up; afterward he took hold of h...
| Don't Get Excited!|
Lovers, it would seem, require much less material for a quarrel than
persons in a less exalted frame of mind.
Good Indian believed ...
| A Little Target-practice|
A grimy buck with no hat of any sort and with his hair straggling
unbraided over one side of his face to conceal a tumor which grew ju...
| A Shot From The Rim-rock|
Good Indian was going to the stable to feed the horses next morning,
when something whined past him and spatted viciously against the ...
| Evadna Goes Calling|
"I have every reason to believe that your two missing jumpers took
the train for Shoshone last night," Miss Georgie made answer to
| Miss Georgie Also Makes A Call|
Saunders, limp and apathetic and colorless, shuffled over to the station
with a wheelbarrow which had a decrepit wheel, that left an u...
| Somebody Shot Saunders|
The hot days dropped, one by one, into the past like fiery beads upon a
velvety black cord. Miss Georgie told them silently in the mea...
| A Bit Of Paper|
Good Indian came out upon the rim-rock, looked down upon the ranch
beneath him, and knew, by various little movements about the place,...
| The Malice Of A Squaw|
Good Indian looked in the hammock, but Evadna was not there. He went to
the little stone bench at the head of the pond, and when he st...
| Peaceful Returns|
That afternoon when the four-thirty-five rushed in from the parched
desert and slid to a panting halt beside the station platform, Pea...
| I'd Just As Soon Hang For Nine Men As For One|
Baumberger climbed heavily out of the rig, and went lurching drunkenly
up the path to the house where the cool shade of the grove was ...
| When The Sun Goes Away|
"I wish," said Phoebe, putting her two hands on Miss Georgie's shoulders
at the gate and looking up at her with haggard eyes, "you'd s...
| Life Adjusts Itself Again To Some Things|
The next day was a day of dust hanging always over the grade because of
much hurried riding up and down; a day of many strange faces w...
| When Green Grass Comes|
Old Applehead Furrman, jogging home across the mesa from Albuquerque,
sniffed the soft breeze that came from opal-tinted distances and...
| The Daughter Of A Chief|
In spite of Andy Green's plea for delay until they knew what Luck meant
to do, Applehead went on with his energetic preparations for a...
| To The Victors The Spoils|
"Hey, boys!" Luck Lindsay shouted to Applehead and one or two of
the Happy Family who were down at the chuck--wagon engaged in uneasy
| Love Words For Annie|
In Tijeras Arroyo the moon made black shadows where stood the tiny
knolls here and there, marking frequently the windings of dry washe...
| For The Good Of The Company|
All through breakfast Applehead seemed to have something weighty on his
mind. He kept pulling at his streaked, reddish-gray mustache w...
| I Go Where Wagalexa Conka Say|
That afternoon Ramon joined them, suave as ever and seeming very much at
peace with the world and his fellow-beings. He watched the ne...
| Adventure Comes Smiling|
Luck, in the course of his enthusiastic picture making, reached the
point where he must find a bank that was willing to be robbed--in ...
| The Song Of The Omaha|
"Me, I theenk yoh not lov' me so moch as a pin," Ramon complained in
soft reproach, down in the dry wash where Applehead had looked in...
| Riders In The Background|
Luck, as explained elsewhere, was sweating and swearing at the heat
in Bear Canon. The sun had crept around so that it shone full into...
| Deputies All|
At the ranch, whither they rode in haste, Luck meant to leave his boys
and go on with the sheriff to town. But the Happy Family flatly...
| All This War-talk About Injuns|
Over his second cup of coffee the pale eyes of Big Medicine goggled
thoughtfully at the forbidding wall of lava rock that stretched be...
| The Wild-goose Chase|
Because they had no human means of knowing anything about the black
automobile that bad whirled across the mesa to the southeast and l...
| Set Afoot|
The tracks of the six horses led down into a rock-bottomed arroyo so
deep in most places that all view of the surrounding mesa was shu...
| One Put Over On The Bunch|
"Sounds to me," volunteered the irrepressible Big Medicine after a heavy
silence, "like as if you'd gone to sleep on your hawse, Littl...
| Now Dang It Ride!|
Indians are Indians, though they wear the green sweater and overalls of
civilization and set upon their black hair the hat made famous...
| Annie-many-ponies Waits|
In the magic light of many unnamable soft shades which the sun leaves
in New Mexico as a love token for his dark mistress night,
| Applehead Shows The Stuff He Is Made Of|
Lite Avery, turning to look back as they galloped up a long slope so
gradual in its rise that it seemed almost level, counted just fou...
| In The Devil's Frying-pan|
Luck, riding confidently on the trail of the three horsemen who had
taken to the south along the front of the square butte, believed t...
| Peace Talk|
Across the Frying-pan an Indian stood boldly out upon a jutting point of
rock and raised a hand in the sweeping upward motion of the p...
| Luis Rojas Talks|
Three days of hiding by day in sequestered little groves or deep, hidden
canons, with only Luis Rojas to bear her company--Luis Rojas ...
| Wagalexa Conka Cola!|
"So good little girl yoh are to true' Ramon! Now I knows for sure yoh
lov' me moch as I lov' yoh! Now we go little ride more to my hou...
| Stranded On The Prairie|
"By George, look behind us! I fancy we are going to have a storm." Four
heads turned as if governed by one brain; four pairs of eyes...
| A Handsome Cowboy To The Rescue|
Beatrice took immediate possession of the front seat, that she might
comfort her heartbroken young nephew.
"Never mind, honey. Th...
| A Tilt With Sir Redmond|
Beatrice, standing on the top of a steep, grassy slope, was engaged in
the conventional pastime of enjoying the view. It was a fine ...
| Beatrice Learns A New Language|
"D'you want to see the boys work a bunch of cattle, Trix?" Dick said
to her, when she came down to where he was leaning against a hi...
| The Search For Dorman|
"Oh, I say," began Sir Redmond, an hour after, when he happened to stand
close to Beatrice for a few minutes, "where is Dorman? I fa...
| Mrs Lansell's Lecture|
When the excitement had somewhat abated, and Miss Hayes was convinced
that her idol was really there, safe, and with his usual healt...
| Beatrice's Wild Ride|
"Well, are we all ready?" Dick gathered up his reins, and took critical
inventory of the load. His mother peered under the front sea...
| Dorman Plays Cupid|
Dorman toiled up the steps, his straw hat perilously near to slipping
down his back, his face like a large, red beet, and his hands ...
| What It Meant To Keith|
"Dick, I wish you'd tell me about this leasing business. There are
points which I don't understand." Beatrice leaned over and smooth...
| Pine Ridge Range Ablaze|
At dusk that night a glow was in the southern sky, and the wind carried
the pungent odor of burning grass. Dick went out on the porc...
| Sir Redmond Waits His Answer|
Beatrice felt distinctly out of sorts the next day, and chose an hour
for her ride when she felt reasonably secure from unwelcome co...
| Held Up By Mr Kelly|
"'Traveler, what lies over the hill?'" questioned a mischievous voice.
Keith, dreaming along a winding, rock-strewn trail in the c...
| Keith's Masterful Wooing|
Keith faced toward home, with Redcloud following at his heels like a pet
dog. For some reason, which he did not try to analyze, he w...
| Sir Redmond Gets His Answer|
"Before long, dear, we shall get on the great ship, and ride across the
large, large ocean, and be at home. You will be delighted to...
| How Trouble Came To The Lazy A|
Without going into a deep, psychological discussion of the elements in
men's souls that breed events, we may say with truth that the L...
| Concerning Lite And A Few Footprints|
"Lucky you was with me all day, up to four o'clock, Lite," Jim said.
"That lets you out slick and clean, seeing the doctor claims he'd...
| What A Man's Good Name Is Worth|
You would think that the bare word of a man who has lived uprightly in
a community for fifteen years or so would be believed under oat...
The still loneliness of desertion held fast the clutter of sheds and
old stables roofed with dirt and rotting hay. The melancholy of
| Jean Rides Into A Small Adventure|
At the mouth of the coulee, she turned to the left instead of to the
right, and so galloped directly away from the Bar Nothing ranch, ...
| And The Villain Pursued Her|
The young man called Gil,--to avoid wasting time in saying Gilbert
James Huntley,--mounted in haste and rode warily up the coulee some...
| Robert Grant Burns Gets Help|
"You know the brand, don't you?" the proprietor of the hotel which
housed the Great Western Company asked, with the tolerant air which...
| Jean Spoils Something|
Jean found the padlock key where she had hidden it under a rock ten
feet from the door, and let herself into her room. The peaceful
| A Man-sized Job For Jean|
Jean was just returning wet-lashed from burying the little brown bird
under a wild-rose bush near the creek. She had known all along ...
| Jean Learns What Fear Is Like|
Sometime in the still part of the night which comes after midnight,
Jean woke slowly from dreaming of the old days that had been so vi...
| Lite's Pupil Demonstrates|
Jean awoke to hear the businesslike buzzing of an automobile coming up
from the gate. Evidently they were going to make pictures ther...
| To Double For Muriel Gay|
While she breakfasted unsatisfactorily upon soda crackers and a bottle
of olives which happened to have been left over from a previous...
| Pictures And Plans And Mysterious Footsteps|
When Lite objected to her staying altogether at the Lazy A, Jean
assured him that she was being terribly practical and cautious and
| Punch Verses Prestige|
It seems to be a popular belief among those who are unfamiliar with the
business of making motion pictures that all dangerous or diffi...
| A Leading Lady They Would Make Of Jean|
Sometimes events follow docilely the plans that would lead them out of
the future of possibilities and into the present of actualities...
| For Once At Least Lite Had His Way|
Half a mile she galloped, and met Lite coming home. She glanced over
her shoulder before she pulled Pard down to a walk, and Lite's
| Why Don't You Give Them Something Real?|
"Well, you don't seem crazy about it. What's the matter?" Robert Grant
Burns stood in his favorite attitude with his hands on his hip...
| A New Kind Of Picture|
"What you doing now?" Robert Grant Burns came around the corner of the
house looking for her, half an hour later, and found her sittin...
| In Los Angeles|
When she felt bewildered, Jean had the trick of appearing merely
reserved; and that is what saved her from the charge of rusticity whe...
| Chance Takes A Hand|
A huge pipe organ was filling the theater with a vast undertone that
was like the whispering surge of a great wind. Jean went into th...
| Jean Believes That She Takes Matters Into Her Own Hands|
After all, Jean did not have to fight her way clear through "Warring
Mexico" and back again, in order to reach Nogales. She let Lite ...
| Jean Meets One Crisis And Confronts Another|
"Well, say! This is like seeing you walk out of that picture that's
running at the Teatro Palacia. You sure are making a hit with th...
| A Little Enlightenment|
Sometime in the night Jean awoke to hear footsteps in the corridor
outside her room. She sat up with a start, and her right hand went...
| The Letter In The Chaps|
Though hours may drag themselves into the past so sluggishly that one
is fairly maddened by the snail's pace of them, into the past th...
| Lite Comes Out Of The Background|
For hours Jean had sat staring out at the drear stretches of desert
dripping under the dismal rain that streaked the car windows. The...
| How Happiness Returned To The Lazy A|
When Lite rapped with his knuckles on the door of the room where she
was waiting, Jean stood with her hands pressed tightly over her f...
| Lost In A Blizzard|
"Rowdy" Vaughan--he had been christened Rowland by his mother, and
rechristened Rowdy by his cowboy friends, who are prone to treat wi...
| Miss Conroy Refuses Shelter|
The storm lifted suddenly, as storms have a way of doing, and a low,
squat ranch-house stood dimly revealed against the bleak expanse ...
| Rowdy Hires A New Boss|
Next morning, after breakfast, Mr. Rodway followed Vaughan out to the
stable, and repeated Bill Brown's question.
"I'd like to know...
| Pink As Chappyrone|
Rowdy was sprawled ungracefully upon somebody's bunk--he neither knew
nor cared whose--and he was snoring unmelodiously, and not dream...
| At Home At Cross L|
In two days Rowdy was quite at home with the Cross L. In a month he
found himself transplanted from the smoke-laden air of the bunk-ho...
| A Shot From The Dark|
"I call that a bad job well done," Pink remarked, after a long silence,
as he gave over trying to catch a fish in the muddy Milk River...
| Rowdy In A Tough Place|
Rowdy, with nice calculation, met Miss Conroy just as she had left
the school-house, and noted with much satisfaction that she was rid...
| Pink In A Threatening Mood|
Eagle Creek Smith had at last reached the point where he must face new
conditions and change established customs. He could no longer i...
| Moving The Herd|
Four thousand weary cattle crawled up the long ridge which divides Chin
Coulee from Quitter Creek. Pink, riding point, opposite the Si...
| Harry Conroy At Home|
It was late next morning when they got under way; for they had not
reached camp until long after midnight, and Wooden Shoes was determ...
| Rowdy Promoted|
Rowdy rode closer. "If you don't mind paying duty," he began
tentatively, "I can put you next to a range over the line, where I'll
| You Can Tell Jessie|
In the days that followed Rowdy was much alone. There was water to
hunt, far ahead of the herd, together with the most practicable way...
| Rowdy Finds Happiness|
Miss Conroy was rather listlessly endeavoring to persuade the First
Reader class that "catch" should not be pronounced "ketch," when s...
| The Flight Of Big Pete Ellis|
"Look out thar!"
A young, red-bearded man of herculean frame fiercely jerked the words
between his teeth as he leaped between two...
| A Bound Boy's Story|
With the horses gone beyond recapture, Big Pete must needs depend on his
own legs if he meant to escape. The constable's party could...
| The Beginning Of A Perilous Journey|
"Hitch yer cheers up t' the blaze; it's a cool night fer September," said
Captain Bowen, drawing his own splint-bottom chair toward ...
| The Man Under The Bed|
The Eagle tavern was a long, low structure and stood close beside the
highway, on the opposite side of which was the weather-beaten ...
| A Mysterious Shot In The Darkness|
"I am going to keep my eyes open for that cut-throat that was under the
bed. There's no telling what he might not do," said John wit...
| On Lonely Mountain Roads|
"What's happened, Ree?"
The tone in which John asked the question, satisfied Kingdom that his
friend knew nothing of the shooting...
| On Into The Wilderness|
Great as the shock of the sudden attack and his narrow escape was, Ree
gave only a little yell of surprise and anger, and ran in the...
| Friends Or Foes?|
Tom Fish had a profound respect for Return Kingdom from the moment the
latter threw him; but he was no less pleasant and agreeable t...
| The Scalp At Big Buffalo's Belt|
A great lump came in Ree's throat as he looked upon the body of honest
old Jerry, and stood for a few seconds watching in a dazed, h...
| A Night With The Indians|
To shut out from his thoughts the horrid memory of the bloody scalp at
Big Buffalo's belt, Ree turned and busied himself with the fi...
| Again A Hidden Enemy|
The boys were early astir the following morning. As soon as they were up
Capt. Pipe's wife placed a dish of boiled corn, like hominy...
| Building A Cabin|
By reason of having been the first to see the strange foot-prints, and
having come upon them, too, in the gray light of the early mo...
| The Strange Story Of Arthur Bridges|
Putting down his book, Ree looked thoughtfully into Tom's face.
"Of course," said he, "John and I have wondered about that--that
| Treed By Wolves|
The disappearance of Tom Fish caused both boys considerable uneasiness.
They at first thought that he might return during the evenin...
| A Maple Sugar Camp In The Wilderness|
Selecting a stout limb for his purpose, Ree set to work to cut and trim
it, making a short, heavy club. He believed that if he shoul...
| The Hatred Of Big Buffalo|
The last of the sap had been reduced to sugar and made into a fine solid
cake weighing nearly two pounds, the night that the foregoi...
As Ree spoke, a war whoop sounded clear and strong, instantly followed by
a weird, chanting song. In a minute or two this ceased, an...
A man under thirty needs neighbors and to stop up the current of his life
with a long silence is like obstructing a river--eventually ...
| Grey Molly|
If her soul had been capable of enthusiasm, Marne could have made the trip
on schedule time, but she was a burro good for nothing exce...
On the road he passed Miss Brewster--for the Alder school boasted two
teachers!--and under her kindly, rather faded smile he felt a gr...
| King Hol|
There is a very general and very erroneous impression that alcohol builds
the mood of a man; as a matter of fact it merely makes his t...
| The Fight|
There were three spots of white in the dim saloon, the faces of Stewart,
Lorrimer, and old Lew Perkins, and at the feet of Vic grew a ...
| The Rifle|
Dawn found him over the first crest; at noon he was struggling up the slope
of the second range, whose rise was not half so sharp as t...
| Joan Disobeys|
What he next knew was a fire of agony that wrapped his whole body and
consciousness flashed back on him. Strong arms lifted him up, up...
A light step crossed the outer room, with something peculiar in its
lightness, as if the heel were not touching the floor, with the ef...
| The Long Arm Of The Law|
From the first the wound healed rapidly, for Vic's blood was perfectly
pure, the mountain air a tonic which strengthened him, and his ...
| One Trail Ends|
"You can trust Grey Molly to me, Vic," said Dan, standing at the head of
the gray mare. "I'll keep her as safe as if she was Satan."
| A New Trail Begins|
If he had been an ordinary rider, sitting heavily far back in the saddle,
at the end of a long ride, Barry would either have been flun...
| The Crisis|
Those mountains above the Barry cabin were, as he told Vic Gregg,
inaccessible to men on horseback except by one path, yet there was a...
| Equal Payment|
They knew what it meant; even Joan had heard the cry of the lone wolf
hunting in the lean time of winter, and of all things sad, all t...
The help which Lee Haines wanted, it turned out, was guidance across a
difficult stretch of country which he and Buck Daniels wanted t...
| Seven For One|
Dangerous men were no novelty for Gregg. He had lived with them, worked
with them, as hard-fisted himself as any, and as ready for tro...
As Vic Gregg left the house, the new moon peered at him over a black
mountain-top, a sickle of white with a half imaginary line roundi...
| The Second Man|
The sheriff was on his feet, whining with eagerness and with the rest of
his men he sent a shower of lead splashing vainly into the de...
| Concerning The Strength Of Women|
There were three things discussed by Lee Haines and Buck Daniels in the
dreary days which followed. The first was to keep on their way...
| The Venture|
From the moment Joan gave the name of Daddy Dan, the wolf-dog kept to the
trail with arrowy straightness. Whatever the limitations of ...
He made the preparation for supper with such easy speed that everything
seemed to be done by magic hands. When Joan's mother cooked su...
| The Acid Test|
Mrs. Johnny Sommers managed to preserve her dignity while she escorted the
visitor into the front room, and even while she asked him t...
| The Fifth Man|
The moment Vic Gregg stood in the open air, with the last appeal of Betty
ringing still at his ear, he felt a profound conviction that...
| Bad News|
News of the Killing at Alder, as they call that night's slaughter to this
day in the mountain-desert, traveled swiftly, and lost nothi...
| The Music|
To the last ravine Kate's horse carried her easily enough, but that
mountain pass was impenetrable through all its length to anything ...
| The Battle|
"It's Dan," whispered Kate. "He's come."
"Maybe Daddy Dan sent Bart back alone, munner."
"Does he do that often? Come quickly, Jo...
| The Test|
The most that could be said of Rickett was that it had a courthouse and
plenty of quiet so perfect that the minds of the office holder...
| The Sixth Man|
It caused a quick turning of heads.
"I don't want to put you out none," said the applicant gently. His voice
was extremely gentle, ...
| The Blood Of The Father|
On the night of her failure at the cave, Kate came back to the cabin and
went to her room without any word to Buck or Lee Haines, but ...
| Billy The Clerk|
If Sheriff Pete Glass had been the typical hard-riding, sure-shooting
officer of the law as it is seen in the mountain-desert, his wor...
| The Morgan Hills|
Once out of Rickett, Barry pulled the stallion back to an easy canter. He
had camped during the latter part of the night near the town...
| The Trap|
He had already covered a good ten miles, and a large part of that through
extremely rough going, but the black ran with his head as hi...
The horses from St. Vincent already wheezed from the run, but the mounts of
the posse were staggering completely blown. Ever since the...
| The Jump|
He brought Satan back to a hand canter, and so he pulled around the next
curve of the gulch and saw the trap squarely in front. He cam...
| The Warning|
All in a grim instant he saw the trap. It closed upon his consciousness
with a click, and as he doubled Satan around he knew that the ...
| The Asper|
Ninety miles of ground, at least, had been covered by the black stallion,
since he left Rickett that morning, yet when he galloped acr...
| The Empty Cave|
Through ten months of the year a child of ten could wade the Asper but now
its deep roaring that set the ground quivering under Barry ...
| Ben Swann|
Since the night when old Joe Cumberland died and Kate Cumberland rode off
after her wild man, Ben Swann, the foreman of the Cumberland...
| The New Alliance|
"And so," said Lee Haines, when he joined Buck Daniels in the living-room,
"there goes our reinforcements. That whole crew will scatte...
The entrance of the puppy, to liken small things to great, was the coming
of Blucher in Kate's life, for the battle turned, and all in...
| The Failure|
When Black Bart returned without Joan, without even a note of answer about
his neck, the master made ready to take by force. First he ...
| The Wild Geese|
Twenty-four hours from Alder to Elkhead, and beyond Elkhead to the
Cumberland ranch, is long riding and hard riding, but not far after...
| Joan Reads By Firelight|
There is no silence so fearful, so breathless, so searching as the
night silence of a wild country buried five feet deep in snow. Fo...
| Pierre Lays His Hand On A Heart|
Maud Upper was the first girl of her own age that Joan had ever seen.
Joan went in terror of her and Maud knew this and enjoyed her
| Two Pictures In The Fire|
The period which followed had a quality of breathless, almost
unearthly happiness. They were young, savage, simple, and their love,
| The Sin-buster|
In the fall, when the whole country had turned to a great cup of gold,
purple-rimmed under the sky, Pierre went out into the hills a...
| Pierre Becomes Alarmed About His Property|
The next time Holliwell came, he brought the books, and, finding
Pierre at home, he sat with his host after supper and talked men's
| Pierre Takes Steps To Preserve His Property|
A log fell forward and Joan lifted her head. She had not come to an
end of Isabella's tragedy nor of her own memories, but something...
| The Judgment Of God|
The man who had entered with such violence upon so violent a scene,
stood waiting till the smoke of Pierre's discharge had cleared a...
It is not the people that have led still and uneventful lives who are
best prepared for emergencies. They are not trained to face cr...
| Dried Rose-leaves|
The house that Prosper Gael had built for himself and for the woman
whom Joan came to think of as the "tall child," stood in a canyo...
| Prosper Comes To A Decision|
Perhaps, in spite of his gruesome boast as to dead men, it was as much
to satisfy his own spirit as to comfort Joan's that Prosper a...
| The Whole Duty Of Woman|
Joan waited for Holliwell and, waiting, began inevitably to regain her
strength. One evening as Wen Ho was spreading the table, Pros...
| A Matter Of Taste|
"What are you writin' so hard for, Mr. Gael?" Joan voiced the question
wistfully on the height of a long breath. She drew it from a ...
| The Training Of A Leopardess|
On that evening Prosper began to talk. The unnatural self-repression
he had practiced gave way before the flood of his sociability. ...
| Joan Runs Away|
It was a January night when Joan, her rough head almost in the ashes,
had read "Isabella and the Pot of Basil" by the light of flame...
| Nerves And Intuition|
"Mr. Gael," said Joan standing before him at the breakfast-table, "I'm
a-goin' to work."
She was pale, gaunt, and imperturbable. ...
| The Tall Child|
There were times, even now, when Prosper tried to argue himself back
into sardonic self-possession. "Pooh!" said his brain, "you wer...
| Concerning Marriage|
And it was spring-time; these prisoners of frost were beautifully
sensitive. They, too, with the lake and the aspens and the earth, ...
| A Wild Cat|
The Lazy-Y ranch-house, a one-storied building of logs, was built
about three sides of a paved court. In the middle of this court st...
| Morena's Wife|
Betty Morena was sitting in a rustic chair before an open fire, smoking
a cigarette. She was a short woman, so slenderly, even narro...
After that night, there began a sort of persecution, skillfully
conducted by Jasper and Betty, against the ferocity of Jane. It was ...
There was a girl named Joan who followed Pierre Landis because he laid
his hand upon her wrist, and there was another Joan who fled ...
| Luck's Play|
A young man who had just landed in New York from one of the big,
adventurous transatlantic liners hailed a taxicab and was quickly
| Joan And Prosper|
The situation was no doubt an extraordinary, an unimaginable one, but
it had to be met. When he returned to the box, Prosper had him...
Joan waited for Prosper on the appointed afternoon. There was a fire
on her hearth and a March snow-squall tapped against the window...
| Against The Bars|
Jasper Morena had stood for an hour in a drafty passage of that dirty
labyrinth known vaguely to the public as "behind the scenes,"
| Gray Envelopes|
It was with more than the usual sinking of heart that Jasper let
himself that evening into the beautiful house which Betty and he
| The Spider|
"Hullo. Is this Mrs. Morena?"
Betty held the receiver languidly. Her face had grown very thin and
her eyes were patient. They wer...
| The Clean Wild Thing|
"The Reverend Francis Holliwell." Morena turned the card over and over
in his hand. "Holliwell. Holliwell. Frank Holliwell." Yes. On...
| The Leopardess|
Pierre stood before the cheap bureau of his ugly hotel bedroom turning
a red slip of cardboard about in his fingers. The gas-jet spu...
| The End Of The Trail|
At the top of the fourth flight of steps, Pierre found himself facing
a door that stood ajar. Beyond that door was Joan and he knew ...
| The Spelling-match|
The "Twentieth" school was built of logs hewn on two sides. The cracks
were chinked and filled with plaster, which had a curious hab...
| The Deepole|
Archibald Munro had a steady purpose in life--to play the man, and to
allow no pain of his--and pain never left him long--to spoil h...
| The Examination|
The two years of Archibald Munro's regime were the golden age of the
school, and for a whole generation "The Section" regarded that ...
| The New Master|
Right in front of the school door, and some little distance from it, in
the midst of a clump of maples, stood an old beech-tree with...
| The Crisis|
The first days of that week were days of strife. Murdie Cameron and
Bob Fraser and the other big boys succeeded in keeping in line w...
| One That Ruleth Well His Own House|
The news of the school trouble ran through the section like fire through
a brule. The younger generations when they heard how Thomas...
After the expulsion of the master, the Twentieth School fell upon evil
days, for the trustees decided that it would be better to try...
| Foxy's Partner|
It was an evil day for Hughie when he made friends with Foxy and became
his partner in the store business, for Hughie's hoardings we...
| Hughie's Emancipation|
Hughie rose late next morning, and the hurry and rush of getting off to
school in time left him no opportunity to get rid of the lit...
| The Bear Hunt|
"Is Don round, Mrs. Cameron?"
"Mercy me, Hughie! Did ye sleep in the woods? Come away in. Ye're a
sight for sore eyes. Come away ...
| John Craven's Method|
Mr. John Craven could not be said to take his school-teaching seriously;
and indeed, any one looking at his face would hardly expect...
| The Downfall|
In one point the master was a great disappointment to Hughie; he could
not be persuaded to play shinny. The usual challenge had come...
| The First Round|
The challenge from the Front was for the best two out of three, the
first game to be played the last day of the year. Steadily, unde...
| The Final Round|
After the New-Year the school filled up with big boys, some of whom had
returned with the idea of joining the preparatory class for ...
| The Result|
"How many did you say, Craven, of those Glengarry men of yours?"
Professor Gray was catechizing his nephew.
"Ten of them, sir, ...
| The Desert Chariot|
Lee Virginia Wetherford began her return journey into the mountain West
with exultation. From the moment she opened her car-window t...
| The Forest Ranger|
From her makeshift bed in the middle of the floor Lee Virginia was
awakened next morning by the passing of some one down the hall ca...
| Lee Virginia Wages War|
IN truth, Lize had risen that morning intending "to whirl in and clean up
the house," being suddenly conscious to some degree of the...
| Virginia Takes Another Motor Ride|
Lee Virginia's efforts to refine the little hotel produced an amazing
change in Eliza Wetherford's affairs. The dining-room swarmed ...
| Two On The Veranda|
REDFIELD met his young guest in dinner-coat, looking extremely urban, and
presented his "friend and neighbor, Mr. Enderby."
| The Voice From The Heights|
LEE VIRGINIA was not entirely without experience as regards respectful
courtship. Her life in the East had brought her to know a num...
| The Poachers|
One morning, as he topped the rise between the sawmill and his own
station, Cavanagh heard two rifle-shots in quick succession snapp...
| The Second Attack|
Lee was waiting on the porch of the hotel, tense with excitement,
straining her ears and eyes to see what was taking place.
| The Old Sheep-herder|
The ranger was awakened in the first faint dawn by the passing of the
girl's light feet as she went across the hall to her mother's ...
| The Smoke Of The Burning|
The reader will observe that the forest ranger's job is that of a man and
a patriot, and such a ranger was Cavanagh, notwithstanding...
| Shadows On The Mist|
The decision which Cavanagh made between love and duty distinguished the
officer from the man, the soldier from the civilian. He did...
| Cavanagh's Last Vigil Begins|
On his solitary ride upward and homeward the ranger searched his heart and
found it bitter and disloyal. Love had interfered with du...
| Cavanagh Asks For Help|
Lee Virginia waited with increasing impatience for Ross Cavanagh's return,
expecting each noon to see him appear at the door; but wh...
| The Pest-house|
Cavanagh had kept a keen watch over Wetherford, and when one night the old
man began to complain of the ache in his bones his decisi...
| Wetherford Passes On|
For the next two days Cavanagh slept but little, for his patient grew
steadily worse. As the flame of his fever mounted, Wetherford ...
In her career as the wife of a Western rancher, Eleanor Redfield had been
called upon to entertain many strange guests, and she made...
| The Happy Girl|
The stage line which ran from Williams to Bear Tooth (one of the most
authentic then to be found in all the West) possessed at least...
| A Ride In The Rain|
There are two Colorados within the boundaries of the state of that name,
distinct, almost irreconcilable. One is a plain (smooth, dr...
| Wayland Receives A Warning|
Distance is no barrier to gossip. It amazed young Norcross to observe how
minutely the ranchers of the valley followed one another's...
| The Supervisor Of The Forest|
Young Norcross, much as he admired Berrie, was not seeking to exchange
her favor for her lover's enmity, and he rode away with an un...
| The Golden Pathway|
Young Norcross soon became vitally engaged with the problems which
confronted McFarlane, and his possible enrolment as a guard fille...
Wayland was awakened by the mellow voice of his chief calling: "All out!
All out! Daylight down the creek!" Breathing a prayer of th...
| The Walk In The Rain|
Norcross, with his city training, was acutely conscious of the delicacy
of the situation. In his sister's circle a girl left alone i...
| The Other Girl|
The girl's voice stirred the benumbed youth into action again, and he
followed her mechanically. His slender stock of physical stren...
| Further Perplexities|
Wayland, for his part, was not deceived by Siona Moore. He knew her kind,
and understood her method of attack. He liked her pert way...
| The Camp On The Pass|
Berea suffered a restless night, the most painful and broken she had
known in all her life. She acknowledged that Siona Moore was pr...
| The Death-grapple|
There was something so sinister in the rider's disregard of stone and
tree and pace, something so menacing in the forward thrust of ...
| Berrie's Vigil|
The situation in which Berea now found herself would have disheartened
most women of mature age, but she remained not only composed,...
| The Gossips Awake|
It was dark when they reached the village, but Wayland declared his
ability to go on, although his wounded head was throbbing with f...
| The Summons|
When Wayland caught the startled look on Berrie's face he knew that she
had learned from her father the contents of his telegram, an...
| A Matter Of Millinery|
It was three o'clock of a fine, clear, golden afternoon as they said
good-by to McFarlane and started eastward, as if for a little d...
| The Private Car|
After he went away Berrie turned to her mother with a look in which humor
and awe were blent. "Am I dreaming, mother, or am I actual...
| A Branch Road|
"Keep the main-travelled road till you come to a branch leading
off-keep to the right."
IN the windless September dawn a voi...
| Up The Coulee|
A STORY OF WISCONSIN
"Keep the main-travelled road up the coulee-it's the second house
after crossin' the crick."
THE ride from ...
| Among The Corn Rows|
"But the road sometimes passes a rich meadow, where the songs o/
larks and bobolinks and blackbirds are tangled."
ROB held up ...
| The Return Of A Private|
On the road leading "back to God's country" and wile and babies.
The nearer the train drew toward La Crosse, the soberer the ...
| Under The Lion's Paw |
"Along the main-travelled road trailed an endless line of prairie
schooners. Coming into sight at the east, and passing out of sight
| The Creamery Man|
"Along these woods in storm and sun the busy people go."
THE tin-peddler has gone out of the West. Amiable gossip and
sharp trader ...
| A Day's Pleasure|
"Mainly it is long and weariful, and has a home o' toil at one end
and a dull little town at the other."
WHEN Markham came in from ...
| Mrs Ripley's Trip|
"And in winter the winds sweep the snows across it."
Thn night was in windy November, and the blast, threatening rain,
| Uncle Ethan Ripley|
"Like the Main-Travelled Road of Life, it is traversed by many
classes of people."
UNCLE ETHAN had a theory that a man's character ...
| God's Ravens|
CHICAGO has three winds that blow upon it. One comes from the
East, and the mind goes out to the cold gray-blue lake. One from
| Agood Fellow's Wife|
LIFE in the small towns of the older West moves slowly-almost as
slowly as in the seaport villages or little towns of the East. T...
Two or three others came in after a little money, but he put them
off easily. "Just been cashing some paper, and took all the ready
| Bank Closed|
TO MY CREDITORS AND DEPOSITORS
Through a combination of events I find myself obliged to
temporarily suspend payment. I ask the depo...
| Friends From The East|
Three days after her return to the ranch Madeline could not discover any
physical discomfort as a reminder of her adventurous experien...
| Cowboy Golf|
In the whirl of the succeeding days it was a mooted question whether
Madeline's guests or her cowboys or herself got the keenest enjoy...
| A Band Of Guerrillas|
Madeline bolted the door, and, flying into the kitchen, she told the
scared servants to shut themselves in. Then she ran to her own ro...
| Don Carlos's Vaqueros|
Early the following morning Stewart, with a company of cowboys, departed
for Don Carlos's rancho. As the day wore on without any repor...
| The New Foreman|
Toward the end of the week Stillwell informed Madeline that Stewart had
arrived at the ranch and had taken up quarters with Nels.
| El Capitan|
Stillwell's interest in the revolution across the Mexican line had
manifestly increased with the news that Gene Stewart had achieved
| Her Majesty's Rancho|
FIVE months brought all that Stillwell had dreamed of, and so many more
changes and improvements and innovations that it was as if a m...
| A Gift And A Purchase|
For a week the scene of the round-up lay within riding-distance of
the ranch-house, and Madeline passed most of this time in the saddl...
| A Ride From Sunrise To Sunset|
Next morning, when Madeline was aroused by her brother, it was not yet
daybreak; the air chilled her, and in the gray gloom she had to...
| The Round-up|
It was a crackling and roaring of fire that awakened Madeline next
morning, and the first thing she saw was a huge stone fireplace in ...
| A Secret Kept|
Because of that singular reply Madeline found faith to go farther with
the cowboy. But at the moment she really did not think about wh...
| Sister And Brother|
Then Madeline returned to the little parlor with the brother whom she
had hardly recognized.
"Majesty!" he exclaimed. "To think of ...
Kitty was not the only cougar brought into camp alive. The ensuing days
were fruitful of cougars and adventure. There were more wild r...
| A Gentleman Of The Range|
When Madeline Hammond stepped from the train at El Cajon, New Mexico, it
was nearly midnight, and her first impression was of a huge d...
| The Sign Of The Sunset|
"BUT the man's almost dead."
The words stung John Hare's fainting spirit into life. He opened his
eyes. The desert still stretche...
| White Sage|
THE night was as a blank to Hare; the morning like a drifting of hazy
clouds before his eyes. He felt himself moving; and when he aw...
| The Trail Of The Red Wall|
AFTER the departure of Dene and his comrades Naab decided to leave White
Sage at nightfall. Martin Cole and the Bishop's sons tried ...
| The Oasis|
AUGUST NAAB'S oasis was an oval valley, level as a floor, green with
leaf and white with blossom, enclosed by a circle of colossal c...
| Black Sage And Juniper|
AUGUST NAAB appeared on the path leading from his fields.
"Mescal, here you are," he greeted. "How about the sheep?"
| The Wind In The Cedars|
PIUTE'S Indian sense of the advantage of position in attack stood Jack
in good stead; he led him up the ledge which overhung one end...
LITTLE dew fell on the night of July first; the dawn brightened without
mists; a hot sun rose; the short summer of the plateau had b...
| The Breaker Of Wild Mustangs|
FOR a few days after the capture of Silvermane, a time full to the brim
of excitement for Hare, he had no word with Mescal, save for...
| The Scent Of Desert-water|
SOON the shepherds were left to a quiet unbroken by the whistle of
wild mustangs, the whoop of hunters, the ring of iron-shod hoofs ...
| Riding The Ranges|
THE shepherds were home in the oasis that evening, and next day the
tragedy of the sheep was a thing of the past. No other circumsta...
| The Desert-hawk|
TOWARD the close of the next day Jack Hare arrived at Seeping Springs.
A pile of gray ashes marked the spot where the trimmed logs h...
| Echo Cliffs|
WHEN thought came clearly to him he halted irresolute. For Mescal's sake
he must not appear to have had any part in her headlong fli...
| The Sombre Line|
AUGUST NAAB hoped that Mescal might have returned in his absence; but
to Hare such hope was vain. The women of the oasis met them wi...
ON the anniversary of the night Mescal disappeared the mysterious voice
which had called to Hare so often and so strangely again pie...
| Desert Night|
THE gray stallion, finding the rein loose on his neck, trotted forward
and overtook the dog, and thereafter followed at his heels. W...
| Thunder River|
FOR an instant Hare's brain reeled, and Mescal's broken murmurings were
meaningless Then his faculties grew steady and acute; he hel...
| The Swoop Of The Hawk|
"JACK! the saddle's slipping!" cried Mescal, clinging closer to him.
"What luck!" Hare muttered through clinched teeth, and pulled...
| The Heritage Of The Desert|
"MESCAL'S far out in front by this time. Depend on it, Hare," went on
Naab. "That trick was the cunning Indian of her. She'll ride S...
HARE, listening breathlessly, rode on toward the gateway of the cliffs,
and when he had passed the corner of the wall he sighed in r...
| The Rage Of The Old Lion|
"TAKE Holderness away--quick!" ordered Hare. A thin curl of blue smoke
floated from the muzzle of his raised weapon.
SUMMER gleams of golden sunshine swam under the glistening red walls
of the oasis. Shadows from white clouds, like sails on a deep-b...
| The Arizona Desert|
One afternoon, far out on the sun-baked waste of sage, we made camp
near a clump of withered pinyon trees. The cold desert wind came d...
| The Range|
After a much-needed rest at Emmett's, we bade good-by to him and his
hospitable family, and under the guidance of his man once more to...
| The Last Herd|
Over gray No-Man's-Land stole down the shadows of night. The undulating
prairie shaded dark to the western horizon, rimmed with a fadi...
| The Trail|
"Frank, what'll we do about horses?" asked Jones. "Jim'll want the bay,
and of course you'll want to ride Spot. The rest of our nags w...
| Oak Spring|
Moze and Don and Sounder straggled into camp next morning, hungry,
footsore and scarred; and as they limped in, Jones met them with
| The White Mustang|
For thirty miles down Nail Canyon we marked, in every dusty trail and
sandy wash, the small, oval, sharply defined tracks of the White...
| Snake Gulch|
Not far from the scene of our adventure with the White Streak as we
facetious and appreciatively named the mustang, deep, flat cave
| Naza! Naza! Naza!|
It was a waiting day at Fort Chippewayan. The lonesome, far-northern
Hudson's Bay Trading Post seldom saw such life. Tepees dotted the...
| The Land Of The Musk-ox|
A far cry it was from bright June at Port Chippewayan to dim October on
Great Slave Lake.
Two long, laborious months Rea and Jones ...
| Success And Failure|
At last the marvel in the north dimmed, the obscure gray shade lifted,
the hope in the south brightened, and the mercury climbed reluc...
| On To The Siwash|
"Who all was doin' the talkin' last night?" asked Frank next morning,
when we were having a late breakfast. "Cause I've a joke on some...
| Old Tom|
At daybreak our leader routed us out. The frost mantled the ground so
heavily that it looked like snow, and the rare atmosphere bit li...
| Singing Cliffs|
Old Tom had rolled two hundred yards down the canyon, leaving a red
trail and bits of fur behind him. When I had clambered down to the...
| All Heroes But One|
As we rode up the slope of Buckskin, the sunrise glinted red-gold
through the aisles of frosted pines, giving us a hunter's glad greet...
| Jones On Cougars|
The mountain lion, or cougar, of our Rocky Mountain region, is nothing
more nor less than the panther. He is a little different in sha...
It seemed my eyelids had scarcely touched when Jones's exasperating,
yet stimulating, yell aroused me. Day was breaking. The moon and ...
When Madeline and her party recovered composure they sat up to watch the
finish of the match. It came with spectacular suddenness. A s...
| The Mountain Trail|
As Stewart departed from one door Florence knocked upon another; and
Madeline, far shaken out of her usual serenity, admitted the cool...
| The Crags|
Glad indeed was Madeline to be lifted off her horse beside a roaring
fire--to see steaming pots upon red-hot coals. Except about her
| The Lost Mine Of The Padres|
In the cool, starry evenings the campers sat around a blazing fire and
told and listened to stories thrillingly fitted to the dark cra...
Florence's story of the lost mine fired Madeline's guests with the
fever for gold-hunting. But after they had tried it a few times and...
| Don Carlos|
Stewart took Nels, Monty, and Nick Steele aside out of earshot, and they
evidently entered upon an earnest colloquy. Presently the oth...
| The Sheriff Of El Cajon|
About the middle of the forenoon of that day Madeline reached the ranch.
Her guests had all arrived there late the night before, and w...
In waking and sleeping hours Madeline Hammond could not release herself
from the thralling memory of that tragedy. She was haunted by ...
| The Secret Told|
In the shaded seclusion of her room, buried face down deep among the
soft cushions on her couch, Madeline Hammond lay prostrate and qu...
| The Light Of Western Stars|
Blinded, like a wild creature, Madeline Hammond ran to her room. She
felt as if a stroke of lightning had shattered the shadowy substa...
| The Ride|
Madeline's cry was more than the utterance of a breaking heart. It was
full of agony. But also it uttered the shatteri...
| At The End Of The Road|
Madeline saw that the car was surrounded by armed Mexicans. They
presented a contrast to the others she had seen that day; she wondere...
A sharp clip-crop of iron-shod hoofs deadened and died away, and
clouds of yellow dust drifted from under the cottonwoods out ov...
Venters appeared too deeply moved to speak the gratitude his face
expressed. And Jane turned upon the rescuer and gripped his
| Amber Spring|
No unusual circumstances was it for Oldring and some of his men
to visit Cottonwoods in the broad light of day, but for him to
| Deception Pass|
The rider thundered up and almost threw his foam-flecked horse in
the sudden stop. He was a giant form, and with fearless eyes.
| The Masked Rider|
Venters looked quickly from the fallen rustlers to the canyon
where the others had disappeared. He calculated on the time
| The Mill-wheel Of Steers|
Meantime, at the ranch, when Judkins's news had sent Venters on
the trail of the rustlers, Jane Withersteen led the injured man
| The Daughter Of Withersteen|
"Lassiter, will you be my rider?" Jane had asked him.
"I reckon so," he had replied.
Few as the words were, Jane knew...
| Surprise Valley|
Back in that strange canyon, which Venters had found indeed a
valley of surprises, the wounded girl's whispered appeal, almost
| Silver Spruce And Aspens|
The rest of that night seemed to Venters only a few moments of
starlight, a dark overcasting of sky, an hour or so of gray
During all these waiting days Venters, with the exception of the
afternoon when he had built the gate in the gorge, had scarcely...
| Faith And Unfaith|
At Jane Withersteen's home the promise made to Mrs. Larkin to
care for little Fay had begun to be fulfilled. Like a gleam of
| The Invisible Hand|
Jane received a letter from Bishop Dyer, not in his own
handwriting, which stated that the abrupt termination of their
| Solitude And Storm|
In his hidden valley Venters awakened from sleep, and his ears
rang with innumerable melodies from full-throated mockingbirds,
| West Wind|
When the storm abated Venters sought his own cave, and late in
the night, as his blood cooled and the stir and throb and thrill
| Shadows On The Sage-slope|
In the cloudy, threatening, waning summer days shadows lengthened
down the sage-slope, and Jane Withersteen likened them to the
As Lassiter had reported to Jane, Venters "went through" safely,
and after a toilsome journey reached the peaceful shelter of
| Wrangle's Race Run|
The plan eventually decided upon by the lovers was for Venters to
go to the village, secure a horse and some kind of a disguise ...
| Oldring's Knell|
Some forty hours or more later Venters created a commotion in
Cottonwoods by riding down the main street on Black Star and
At the home of Jane Withersteen Little Fay was climbing
"Does oo love me?" she asked.
| Lassiter's Way|
Footprints told the story of little Fay's abduction. In anguish
Jane Withersteen turned speechlessly to Lassiter, and, confirmin...
| Black Star And Night|
The time had come for Venters and Bess to leave their retreat.
They were at great pains to choose the few things they would be
| Riders Of The Purple Sage|
Black Star and Night, answering to spur, swept swiftly westward
along the white, slow-rising, sage-bordered trail. Venters heard...
| The Fall Of Balancing Rock|
Through tear-blurred sight Jane Withersteen watched Venters and
Elizabeth Erne and the black racers disappear over the ridge of
| Choosing A Profession|
I loved outdoor life and hunting. Some way a grizzly bear would come in
when I tried to explain forestry to my brother.
| The Man On The Train|
Travelling was a new experience to me, and on the first night after I
left home I lay awake until we reached Altoona. We rolled out of...
| The Trail|
A short dash brought me to the end of the block; the side street was not
so dark, and after I had crossed this open space I glanced ba...
| Lost In The Forest|
For a moment I was dazed. And then came panic. I ran up this ridge and
that one, I rushed to and fro over ground which looked, whateve...
| The Sawmill|
In my surprise I almost forgot the Mexican. Then I thought that if Dick
were there the Mexican would be likely to have troubles of his...
| Dick Leslie Ranger|
Which end of the street I entered I had no idea. The cabins were all
alike, and in my hurry I would have passed the cook's shack had i...
| Back To Holston|
Soon we were out of the forest, and riding across the sage-flat with
Holston in sight. Both of us avoided the unpleasant subject of my...
| The Lumbermen|
For a full moment I just lay still, hugging the ground, and I did not
seem to think at all. Voices loud in anger roused me. Raising my...
| Taken Into The Mountains|
We climbed to another level bench where we branched off the trail. The
forest still kept its open, park-like character. Under the grea...
Down, down I plunged, and the shock of the icy water seemed to petrify
me. I should have gone straight to the bottom like a piece of l...
| The Old Hunter|
I ran till I got a stitch in my side, and then slowed down to a
dog-trot. The one thing to do was to get a long way ahead of my
The old hunter walked so swiftly that I had to run to keep up with him.
The trail led up the creek, now on one side, again on the othe...
| The Cabin In The Forest|
Hiram Bent packed the cub down the canyon as he would have handled a
sack of oats. When we reached the cabin he fastened a heavy dog-c...
| A Prisoner|
It chanced that as I lay on my side my eye caught a gleam of light
through a little ragged hole in the matting of pine branches. Part ...
| The Fight|
Herky hauled me out of the brush, and held me in the light. The
others scrambled from under the remains of the loft, and all viewed me...
| The Forest's Greatest Foe|
Jim Williams sent out a sharp call. From the canyon-slope came answering
shouts. There were sounds of heavy bodies breaking through br...
| The Back-fire|
Target pounded over the scaly ground and thundered into the hard trail.
Then he stretched out. As we cleared the last obstructing pile...
That dreadful feeling of motion went away, and I became unconscious of
everything. When I awoke the sun was gleaming dimly through thi...
| Big Reuben's Raid|
"Wake up, boys! Wake up! Tumble out, there! Quick! Big Reuben's into the
Our bedroom door was banged wide open, a...
| Crawford's Basin|
You might think, perhaps, as many people in our neighborhood thought,
that Joe was my brother. As a matter of fact he was no relatio...
| Yetmore's Mistake|
Three months had elapsed when Tom Connor turned up one day with a very
long face. All his drilling had brought no result; he was at ...
| Lost In The Clouds|
The fact that he had lost his little all in the core-boring venture did
not trouble Tom Connor in the least; the money was gone, and...
| What We Found In The Pool|
Though we got back to camp pretty late, we set to work to load our poles
at once, fearing that there was going to be a fall of snow ...
| Long John Butterfield|
"Boys," said my father next morning, "I've been thinking over this
discovery of ours. It won't do to wait till you've finished the
| The Hermit's Warning|
As it was now after midday, we concluded to eat our lunch before going
any further, so, sitting down on the rocks, we produced the b...
| The Wild Cat's Trail|
"He is quite right," said my father, when, on reaching home again, we
related to him the results of our day's work and told him how ...
| The Underground Stream|
It was on a Saturday morning that we made this discovery, and as my
father and mother had both driven down to San Remo and would not...
| How Tom Connor Went Boring For Oil|
One thing was plain at any rate: we could do nothing towards finding the
source of the underground stream until the snow cleared off...
| Tom's Second Window|
Mrs. Appleby never did quite understand how her barrel of oil had been
recovered for her. All she knew for certain was that her good...
| Tom Connor's Scare|
When Long John Butterfield (it was Yetmore himself who told us all this
long afterwards) when Long John, returning from his day's pr...
| The Ore-theft|
At half past five next morning Joe and I slipped out of bed, leaving Tom
Connor, who had to go to work again at seven, still fast as...
| The Snow-slide|
The rain, which continued pretty steadily all day, Sunday, had ceased
before the following morning, when, looking through the rifts ...
| The Big Reuben Vein|
But it seemed as though Joe were destined never to get to Sulphide. I
was still in the kitchen, when, not more than twenty minutes l...
| The Wolf With Wet Feet|
We had been so expeditious, thanks largely to Joe's good judgment in
tumbling into the right hole at the start when he slid down the...
| Colonel Starbottle's Client|
It may be remembered that it was the habit of that gallant "war-horse"
of the Calaveras democracy, Colonel Starbottl...
| The Postmistress Of Laurel Run|
The mail stage had just passed Laurel Run,--so rapidly that the whirling
cloud of dust dragged with it down the stee...
| A Night At Hays|
It was difficult to say if Hays' farmhouse, or "Hays," as it was
familiarly called, looked any more bleak and cheerl...
| Johnson's Old Woman|
It was growing dark, and the Sonora trail was becoming more indistinct
before me at every step. The difficulty had increased over th...
| The New Assistant At Pine Clearing School|
The schoolmistress of Pine Clearing was taking a last look around her
schoolroom before leaving it for the day. She ...
| In A Pioneer Restaurant|
There was probably no earthly reason why the "Poco Mas o Menos" Club
of San Francisco should have ever existed, or w...
| A Treasure Of The Galleon|
Her father's house was nearly a mile from the sea, but the breath of
it was always strong at the windows and doors in the early morn...
| Out Of A Pioneer's Trunk|
It was a slightly cynical, but fairly good-humored crowd that had
gathered before a warehouse on Long Wharf in San Francisco one aft...
| The Ghosts Of Stukeley Castle|
There should have been snow on the ground to make the picture seasonable
and complete, but the Western Barbarian had lived long enou...
| A Crusader And A Sign|
It was the 4th of August, 1854, off Cape Corrientes. Morning was
breaking over a heavy sea, and the closely-reefed topsails of a bar...
| Another Portent|
The saloon of the Excelsior was spacious for the size of the vessel, and
was furnished in a style superior to most passenger-ships o...
Without exchanging another word with his escort, Senor Perkins followed
him to the main hatch, where they descended and groped their...
| In The Fog|
By noon of the following day the coast of the Peninsula of California
had been sighted to leeward. The lower temperature of the nort...
| Todos Santos|
It was evident that the two strangers represented some exalted
military and ecclesiastical authority. This was shown in their dress-...
| Hail And Farewell|
Supper was served in the inner room opening from the corridor lit by
a few swinging lanterns of polished horn and a dozen wax candle...
| The Gentle Castaways|
Miss Keene was awakened from a heavy sleep by a hurried shake of her
shoulder and an indefinite feeling of alarm. Opening her eyes, ...
| In Sanctuary|
When James Hurlstone reached the shelter of the shrubbery he leaned
exhaustedly against the adobe wall, and looked back upon the gar...
| An Open-air Prison|
An hour after mass Father Esteban had quietly installed Hurlstone in a
small cell-like apartment off the refectory. The household of...
| Todos Santos Solves The Mystery|
Notwithstanding his promise, and the summons of the Council, Father
Esteban, on parting with the Excelsior prisoners in the San Anto...
| The Captain Follows His Ship|
When Padre Esteban had finished reading the document he laid it down and
fixed his eyes on the young man. Hurlstone met his look wit...
| The Mourners At San Francisco|
The telegraph operator at the Golden Gate of San Francisco had long
since given up hope of the Excelsior. During the months of Septe...
| The Mourners At Todos Santos|
There was a breath of spring in the soft morning air of Todos Santos--a
breath so subtle and odorous that it penetrated the veil of ...
| International Courtesies|
The garden over whose wall Brace had mysteriously vanished was
apparently as deserted as the lane and plaza without. But its
| A Gleam Of Sunshine|
While these various passions had been kindled by her compatriots in
the peaceful ashes of Todos Santos, Eleanor Keene had moved amon...
| Clouds And Change|
The earthquake shock, although the first experienced by the Americans,
had been a yearly phenomenon to the people of Todos Santos, a...
| A More Important Arrival|
The Commander was the first to recover his presence of mind. Taking
the despatch from the hands of the unlooked-for husband of the w...
| The Return Of The Excelsior|
Amazed and disconcerted, Hurlstone, nevertheless, retained his presence
"There must be some mistake," he said coolly; "I...
The revolution of Todos Santos had to all appearances been effected as
peacefully as the gentle Liberator of Quinquinambo could have...
The revolution was, indeed, ended. The unexpected arrival of a relieving
garrison in the bay of Todos Santos had completed what the ...
| The Luck Of Roaring Camp|
There was commotion in Roaring Camp. It could not have been a fight,
for in 1850 that was not novel enough to have called together t...
| The Outcasts Of Poker Flat|
As Mr. John Oakhurst, gambler, stepped into the main street of Poker
Flat on the morning of the twenty-third of November, 1850, he w...
We were eight, including the driver. We had not spoken during the
passage of the last six miles, since the jolting of the heavy vehi...
| Tennessee's Partner|
I do not think that we ever knew his real name. Our ignorance of it
certainly never gave us any social inconvenience, for at Sandy B...
| The Idyl Of Red Gulch|
Sandy was very drunk. He was lying under an azalea bush, in pretty much
the same attitude in which he had fallen some hours before. ...
| Brown Of Calaveras|
A subdued tone of conversation, and the absence of cigar smoke and boot
heels at the windows of the Wingdam stagecoach, made it evid...
| High-water Mark|
When the tide was out on the Dedlow Marsh, its extended dreariness
was patent. Its spongy, low-lying surface, sluggish, inky pools, ...
| A Lonely Ride|
As I stepped into the Slumgullion stage I saw that it was a dark night,
a lonely road, and that I was the only passenger. Let me ass...
| The Man Of No Account|
His name was Fagg--David Fagg. He came to California in '52 with us,
in the SKYSCRAPER. I don't think he did it in an adventurous wa...
Just where the Sierra Nevada begins to subside in gentler undulations,
and the rivers grow less rapid and yellow, on th...
| The Right Eye Of The Commander|
The year of grace 1797 passed away on the coast of California in a
southwesterly gale. The little bay of San Carlos, albeit sheltere...
| Notes By Flood And Field|
PART I--IN THE FIELD
It was near the close of an October day that I began to be disagreeably
conscious of the Sacramento Valley. ...
| An Episode Of Fiddletown|
In 1858 Fiddletown considered her a very pretty woman. She had a
quantity of light chestnut hair, a good figure, a dazzling complexi...
| Barker's Luck|
A bird twittered! The morning sun shining through the open window was
apparently more potent than the cool mountain air, which had o...
| A Yellow Dog|
I never knew why in the Western States of America a yellow dog should be
proverbially considered the acme of canine degradation and ...
| A Mother Of Five|
She was a mother--and a rather exemplary one--of five children, although
her own age was barely nine. Two of these children were twi...
| Bulger's Reputation|
We all remembered very distinctly Bulger's advent in Rattlesnake Camp.
It was during the rainy season--a season singularly inducive ...
| In The Tules|
He had never seen a steamboat in his life. Born and reared in one of the
Western Territories, far from a navigable river, he had onl...
| A Convert Of The Mission|
The largest tent of the Tasajara camp meeting was crowded to its utmost
extent. The excitement of that dense mass was at its highest...
| The Indiscretion Of Elsbeth|
The American paused. He had evidently lost his way. For the last half
hour he had been wandering in a medieval town, in a profound m...
| The Devotion Of Enriquez|
In another chronicle which dealt with the exploits of "Chu Chu,"
a Californian mustang, I gave some space to the accomplishments of
| A Horseman Of The Hills|
Patty Sinclair reined in her horse at the top of a low divide and
gazed helplessly around her. The trail that had grown fainter and
| At The Watts Ranch|
It was with a decided feeling of depression that Patty Sinclair
approached the Watts ranch. Long before she reached the buildings an...
| Patty Goes To Town|
Ma Watts called loudly from the doorway and numerous small Wattses
appeared as if by magic from the direction of the creek and the
| Monk Bethune|
"When the devil was sick, the devil a monk would be,
When the devil got well, the devil a monk was he."
Pippin Larue chan...
If Patty Sinclair had anticipated annoyance from the forced attention
of her tall horseman of the hills, she was disappointed, for n...
|Bethune Pays A Call|
It was past noon when Patty sank into the chair beside her table and
glanced about her with a sigh of satisfaction. Warm June sunl...
|In The Cabin|
For a long time after the departure of her visitors, Patty Sinclair
sat thinking. Was it true, all this man had told her? She rememb...
The gray of early morning was just beginning to render objects in the
little room indistinguishable when Patty awoke. She made a has...
|Patty Takes Precautions|
During the next few days Patty Sinclair paid scant attention to rock
ledges. Each morning she saddled her cayuse and rode into the h...
|The Bishop Of All Outdoors|
The days slipped into weeks, as Patty Sinclair, carefully and
methodically traced valleys to their sources, and explored innumerable...
|Lord Clendenning Gets A Ducking|
Patty awoke at dawn and dressed hurriedly. Shivering in the chill air,
she lighted a match and pushed back a lid of the little cast ...
|Bethune Tries Again|
For several days following the incident of the two struggling
horsemen, Patty rode, extending her quest farther and farther into the...
|Patty Draws A Map|
That evening after supper, Patty sat upon her doorstep and watched the
slowly fading opalescent glow in which the daylight surrender...
Patty retired that night with her thoughts in a whirl. So, it was Monk
Bethune who, all along, had been plotting to steal the secret...
|The Horse Raid|
Patty did not know how long she had slept when she awoke, tense and
listening, sitting bolt upright in bed. Moonlight flooded the ro...
|Patty Finds A Glove|
Dismounting before her cabin, Patty dropped her reins, pushed open the
door, and entered. Her eyes flew to the little dressing table...
At the Samuelson's ranch they found not only the doctor but Len
Christie. Mr. Samuelson's condition had taken a sudden turn for the
|Patty Makes Her Strike|
It was noon, one week from the day she had returned from the Samuelson
ranch, and Patty Sinclair stood upon the high shoulder of a b...
|The Race For The Register|
Beside the little table Patty Sinclair listened to the sound of hoofs
splashing through the shallows of the creek and thudding dully...
| The Meeting By The Waters|
Under the willows at the edge of the pool a young girl sat
daydreaming, though the day was nearly done. All in the valley was
| Scot Versus Saxon|
Three women were seated at the moment on the front veranda of the
major's quarters--Mrs. Plume, Miss Janet Wren, the captain's siste...
| Moccasin Tracks|
When Mr. Blakely left the post that afternoon he went afoot. When he
returned, just after the sounding of retreat, he came in saddle...
| A Stricken Sentry|
Sentry duty at Camp Sandy along in '75 had not been allowed to bear
too heavily on its little garrison. There was nothing worth stea...
| The Captain's Defiance|
Within ten minutes of Todd's arrival at the spot the soft sands of the
mesa were tramped into bewildering confusion by dozens of tro...
| A Find In The Sands|
The late afternoon of an eventful day had come to camp Sandy--just
such another day, from a meteorological viewpoint, as that on whi...
The dawn of another cloudless day was breaking and the dim lights at
the guard-house and the hospital burned red and bleary across t...
| Apache Knives Dig Deep!|
At five o'clock of this cloudless October morning Colonel Montgomery
Byrne, "of the old Army, sir," was reviling the fates that had ...
| A Carpet Knight Indeed|
The flag at Camp Sandy drooped from the peak. Except by order it never
hung halfway. The flag at the agency fluttered no higher than...
| A Stop By Wire|
Three days later the infantry guard of the garrison were in sole
charge. Wren and Sanders, with nearly fifty troopers apiece, had ta...
"It was not so much his wounds as his weakness," Dr. Graham was
saying, later still that autumn night, "that led to my declaring
| Whose Letters?|
There is something about a night alarm of fire at a military post that
borders on the thrilling. In the days whereof we write the bu...
| Aunt Janet Braved|
Nightfall of a weary day had come. Camp Sandy, startled from sleep in
the dark hour before the dawn, had found topic for much exciti...
| A Call For Help|
That night the wire across the mountains to Prescott was long alive
with news, and there was little rest for operator, adjutant, or
| A Return To Command|
With but a single orderly at his back, Mr. Blakely had left Camp Sandy
late at night; had reached the agency, twenty miles up stream...
| A Strange Coming|
With one orderly and a pair of Apache Yuma scouts, Neil Blakely had
set forth in hopes of making his way to Snow Lake, far up in the...
| A Stranger Going|
At the first faint flush of dawn the little train of pack mules, with
the rations for the beleaguered command at Sunset Pass, was st...
Deep down in a ragged cleft of the desert, with shelving rock and
giant bowlder on every side, without a sign of leaf, or sprig of
| Where Is Angela?|
For a moment as they drew under shelter the stricken form of the
soldier, there was nothing the defense could do but dodge. Then,
| Our Vanished Princess|
Then came a story told in fierce and excited whisperings, Arnold the
speaker, prompted sometimes by his companions; Stone, and the f...
Sandy again. Four of the days stipulated by Lieutenant Blakely had run
their course. The fifth was ushered in, and from the moment h...
| An Apache Queen|
In the slant of the evening sunshine a young girl, an Indian, was
crouching among the bare rocks at the edge of a steep and rugged
| The Meeting At Sandy|
December, and the noonday sun at Sandy still beat hotly on the barren
level of the parade. The fierce and sudden campaign seemed end...
| Rescue Requited|
A change had come over the spirit of Camp Sandy's dream. The garrison
that had gone to bed the previous night, leaving Natzie silent...
More morning suns than could be counted in the field of the flag had
come, and gone, but not a sign of Natzie. Wren's own troopers, ...
| The Parting By The Waters|
"Some day I may tell Miss Angela--but never you," had Mr. Blakely
said, before setting forth on his perilous essay to find Angela's
| Foreshadowed Events|
The major commanding looked up from the morning report and surveyed the
post adjutant with something of perturbation, if not annoyan...
| Absent From Duty|
For a moment the major stood in silence; then, briefly saying, "Call
Captain Ray," turned again to the dimly lighted hallway of his
| A Night Encounter|
Comforted by abundant food, refreshed and stimulated by more than two or
three enthusiastic toasts to the health of the major the me...
| The Sign Of The Bar Shoe|
Many a time has it happened in the old days of the old army that the
post adjutant has begged to be allowed to go with some detachme...
| A Grave Discovery|
Only an hour was the major away from his post. He came back in time for
guard mounting and the reports of the officers-of-the-day. H...
| First Sight Of The Foe|
Ray's gallant half hundred, as has been said, took the route for the
north at break of day. Before them spread the open prairie, app...
| Blood Will Tell|
As Webb had predicted, even before nine o'clock, came prompt, spirited
response from Laramie, where the colonel had ordered the four...
| More Strange Discoveries|
But Frayne was far from done with excitement for the day. For a while
all eyes seemed centred on the chase, now scattered miles towa...
| Bad News From The Front|
It might well be imagined that a man returning from such a morning's
work as had been Blake's could be excused from duty the rest of...
| I'll Never Go Back|
A sharp affair indeed was that of this September day!--a fight long
talked of on the frontier if soon forgotten in "the States." Obe...
| A Fight With A Fury|
The noonday sun was staring hotly down, an hour later, on a stirring
picture of frontier warfare, with that clump of cottonwoods as ...
| The Ordeal By Fire|
That action had been resolved upon, and prompt action, was now apparent.
Stabber, fighting chief though he had been in the past, had...
| Wounded Body And Soul|
To say the Sioux were furious at the failure of their second attempt
would be putting it far too mildly. The fierce charge from the ...
| A Vanished Heroine|
Within forty-eight hours of the coming of Trooper Kennedy with his
"rush" despatches to Fort Frayne, the actors in our little drama ...
| A Woman's Plot|
Woman's intuition often far outstrips the slower mental process of the
other sex. The mother who has to see a beloved daughter's sil...
| Night Prowling At Frayne|
In the full of the September moon the war-bands of the Sioux had defied
agents and peace chiefs, commissioners and soldiers, and sta...
| A Rifled Desk|
Events moved swiftly in the week that followed. Particulars of the
accident to General Field, however, were slow in reaching Fort Fr...
| Burglary At Blake's|
The doctor started at the heels of the corporal, but was distanced long
before he reached the scene. The sergeant of the guard was h...
| A Slap For The Major|
The columns of Colonel Henry and Major Webb, as said "the Chief," had
united, and here were two men who could be counted on to push ...
| The Sioux Surrounded|
In the hush of the wintry night, under a leaden sky, with snowflakes
falling thick and fast and mantling the hills in fleecy white, ...
| Thanksgiving At Frayne|
Thanksgiving Day at Frayne! Much of the garrison was still afield,
bringing back to their lines and, let us hope, to their senses, t...
| Behind The Bars|
In the whirl and excitement following the startling outcry from the
flats, all Fort Frayne was speedily involved. The guard came rus...
| A Soldier Entangled|
December and bitter cold. The river frozen stiff. The prairie sheeted in
unbroken snow. Great log fires roaring in every open firepl...
| The Death Song Of The Sioux|
That was a gruesome night at Frayne. Just at tattoo the door leading to
the little cell room had been thrown open, and the sergeant ...
| Starlight Ranch|
We were crouching round the bivouac fire, for the night was chill, and
we were yet high up along the summit of the great range. We h...
| From The Plains To The Point|
The sun was going down, and a little girl with big, dark eyes who was
sitting in the waiting-ro...
| From The Point To The Plains|
A CADET'S SISTER.
She was standing at the very end of the forward deck, and, with flushing
cheeks and sparkli...
| The Worst Man In The Troop|
Just why that young Irishman should have been so balefully branded was
more than the first lieutenant of the troop could understand....
He was the evolution of a military horse-trade,--one of those periodical
swappings required of his dragoons by Uncle Sam on those ra...
| Before He Grew Up|
The little white "digger," galloping with the stiff, short-legged jumps
of the broken-down cow pony, stopped short as the boy riding...
"Looks like you'd say somethin' about them pancakes instead of settin'
"Haven't I told you regular every mornin...
| The Game Butchers|
"Ain't this an awful world!" By this observation Uncle Bill Griswold,
standing on a narrow shelf of rock, with the sheep's hind quar...
When Bruce came out of the canyon, where he had a wider view of the sky,
he saw that wicked-looking clouds were piling thick upon on...
| The Jack-pot|
As Uncle Bill Griswold came breathless from the raging whiteness outside
with an armful of bark and wood, the two long icicles hangi...
| The Returned Hero|
It is said that no two persons see another in exactly the same light. Be
that as it may, it is extremely doubtful if Uncle Bill Gris...
| Sprudell Goes East|
With an air of being late for many important engagements, T. Victor
Sprudell bustled into the Hotel Strathmore in the Eastern city t...
| Uncle Bill Finds News In The Try-bune|
When anybody remained in Ore City through the winter it was a tacit
confession that he had not money enough to get away; and this wi...
| The Yellow-leg|
While seated in the office of the Hinds House, with his eyes rolled to
the ceiling, listening in well-feigned rapture to "Rippling W...
| Capital Takes Holt|
It is a safe wager that where two or three prospectors meet in a mining
camp or cabin, the length of time which will elapse before t...
| The Ghost At The Banquet|
T. Victor Sprudell's dinner guests were soon to arrive, and Mr.
Sprudell's pearl gray spats were twinkling up and down the corridor ...
| Thorns And A Few Roses|
Helen Dunbar was exercising that doubtful economy, walking to save
car-fare, when she saw Mae Smith with her eyes fixed upon her in ...
| Off His Range|
Bruce stood before the blackboard in the Bartlesville station studying
the schedule. A train went west at 11.45. The first train wen...
| His Only Asset|
It would be a pleasure to record that Capital found Bruce's personality
so irresistible that his need of funds met with instant resp...
Would the car never come--would it never come! Helen walked once more to
the corner from the shelter of a building in one of the out...
| Slim's Sister|
Bruce Burt! the murderer! Of all things in the world that he should be
"The Man from the Bitter Roots"--dining at the Strathmore--th...
| A Practical Man|
Bruce's thoughts were a jumble of dynamos and motors, direct and
alternating currents, volts and amperes, when James J. Jennings'
| Prophets Of Evil|
The difference between success and failure is sometimes only a hair's
breadth, the turning of a hand, and although the man who loses...
| At The Big Mallard|
The sun rose the next morning upon an eventful day in Bruce's life. He
was backing his judgment--or was it only his mulish obstinacy...
| The Forlorn Hope|
It was August. "Old Turtle-back" was showing up at the diggin's and the
river would reach low water-mark with less than half a foot....
Bruce paused in the blithesome task of packing six by eights to look at
the machinery which lay like a pile of junk on the river ban...
| The General Manager|
Jennings and Woods were now sworn enemies and the stringing of the wires
became a matter of intense interest, as this was the test w...
| Good Enough|
"Alf" Banule, the electrical genius for whom Jennings had sent to help
him rewind an armature and who therefore had taken Jennings's...
| The Midnight Visitor|
Toy raised his head sharply from his little flat pillow where he lay in
his tent, pitched for convenience beside the kitchen, and li...
| The Clean-up|
Toy's disappearance was mysterious and complete. There was not a single
clue to show which way he had gone, or how, or why. Only one t...
Smaltz was a liar, as he said, but Bruce knew that he had told the truth
regarding Banule's work. He confirmed the suspicions and fe...
| Uncle Bill Is Ostracized|
Uncle Bill Griswold sat by the window in the office of the Hinds House
where he could watch the stage road, and, as usual this winte...
| Annie's Boy|
When Bruce was left alone in the gloomy canyon, where the winter sun at
its best did not shine more than three hours in the twenty-f...
| The Taste Of The Meat|
In the beginning he was Christopher Bellew. By the time he was at
college he had become Chris Bellew. Later, in the Bo...
| The Stampede To Squaw Creek|
Two months after Smoke Bellew and Shorty went after moose for a
grubstake, they were back in the Elkhorn saloon at Dawson....
| Shorty Dreams|
"Funny you don't gamble none," Shorty said to Smoke one night in the
Elkhorn. "Ain't it in your blood?"
"It is," Smoke...
| The Man On The Other Bank|
It was before Smoke Bellew staked the farcical town-site of Tra-Lee,
made the historic corner of eggs that nearly broke Sw...
| The Race For Number One|
"Huh! Get on to the glad rags!"
Shorty surveyed his partner with simulated disapproval, and Smoke,
vainly attempting t...
The windows of the division head-quarters of the Pacific Southwestern at
Copah look northward over bald, brown mesas, and across the...
| The Red Desert|
In the beginning the Red Desert, figuring unpronounceably under its
Navajo name of Tse-nastci--Circle-of-Red-Stones--was shunned ali...
| A Little Brother Of The Cows|
Crosswater Gap, so named because the high pass over which the railroad
finds its way is anything but a gap, and, save when the winte...
| At The Rio Gloria|
The matter to be taken up with McCloskey, master of trains and chief of
the telegraph department, was not altogether disciplinary. I...
| The Outlaws|
For the first few weeks after the change in ownership and the arrival of
the new superintendent, the Red Butte Western and its nerve...
| Everyman's Share|
"This switching-engine mystery opens up a field that I've been trying to
get into for some little time, Mac," the superintendent beg...
| The Killer|
Lidgerwood had found little difficulty in getting on the companionable
side of Dawson, so far as the heavy-muscled, silent young dra...
| Benson's Bridge-timbers|
It was on the morning following the startling episode at the Dawsons'
gate that Benson, lately arrived from the west on train 204, c...
| Judson's Joke|
Barton Rufford, ex-distiller of illicit whiskey in the Tennessee
mountains, ex-welsher turned informer and betraying his neighbor
| Flemister And Others|
The jocosely spectacular arrest of Barton Rufford, with its appeal to
the grim humor of the desert, was responsible for a brief lull i...
On the second day following Flemister's visit to Angels, Lidgerwood was
called again to Red Butte to another conference with the min...
| The Pleasurers|
The freight wreck in the Crosswater Hills, coming a fortnight after
Rufford's arrest and deportation to Copah and the county jail, r...
Taking his cue from certain passages in the book of painful memories,
Lidgerwood meant to obey his first impulse, which prompted him...
| Blind Signals|
Lidgerwood was not making the conventional excuse when he gave the
deskful of work as a reason for not accepting the invitation to d...
| Eleanor Intervenes|
The president's private car was side-tracked on the short spur at the
eastern end of the Crow's Nest, and when Lidgerwood reached it...
| The Shadowgraph|
Forty-two miles south-west of Angels, at a point where all further
progress seems definitely barred by the huge barrier of the great...
| The Dipsomaniac|
There are moments when the primal instincts assert themselves with a
sort of blind ferocity, and to Judson, jammed under the floor t...
| At Silver Switch|
Like that of other railroad officials, whose duties constrain them to
spend much time in transit, Lidgerwood's desk-work went with h...
| The Challenge|
Lidgerwood was unpleasantly surprised to find that the president's
daughter knew the man whom her father had tersely characterized a...
| Storm Signals|
Though Lidgerwood had been up for the better part of two nights, and the
day intervening, it was apparent to at least one member of ...
| The Boss Machinist|
Miss Brewster evidently obeyed her instructions precisely, since Van Lew
came almost immediately to tap on the door of the superinte...
| The Terror|
Engineer John Judson, disappearing at the moment when the superintendent
had sent him back to bully Schleisinger into appointing him...
| The Crucible|
Only Miss Brewster herself could have answered the question of her
whereabouts at the exact moment of Van Lew's asking. She was left...
| The Quarry|
"An Elephant of Rock, I have lain here in the desert for
countless ages, watching, waiting. I wonder for what!"
| The Old Swimming Hole|
"The same sand that gave birth to the coyote and the eagle
gave birth to the Indian and to me. I wonder why!"
| The Brownstone Front|
"Coyote, eagle, Indian, I have seen countless generations of
them fulfill their destinies and disappear. I wonder when my
| Jim Finds Sara And Pen|
"Since time began Indians have climbed my back and have
cried their joys and sorrows to the sky. I wonder who has
| The Sign And Seal|
"The river forever flows yet she sees no farther than I who
am forever silent, forever still."
| The Marathon|
"I have seen a thing that humans call friendship. It is
clearer, higher, less frequent than the thing they call
| The Cub Engineer|
"Humans constantly shift sand and rock from place to place.
They call this work. I have seen time return their every
| The Broken Seal|
"When I was young I thought the world was made for love. Now
I know that love made the world."
| The Makon Road|
"Always the strongest coyote makes the new trail. The pack
is content to continue in the old."
| The Strength Of The Pack|
"The lone hunter finds the best hunting but he must fight
and die alone."
| Old Jezebel On The Rampage|
"Old Jezebel is a woman. For years she keeps her appointed
trail until the accumulation of her strength breaks all
| The Tent House|
"Leave Old Jezebel to herself and she soon returns to old
ways. She likes them best for she is a woman."
| The End Of Iron Skull's Road|
"The Indians know that the spirit blends with the Greater
Spirit, and I myself have seen every atom that was mortal
| The Elephant's Back|
"All living things have a universal hunger--to live again.
The hunger for descendants is the same hunger."
| The Heart Of A Desert Wife|
"The squaws who come at times to crouch upon my back have
the slow listening patience of the rabbits."
| The Elephant's Love Story|
"Coyotes hunt weaker things. Humans hunt all things, even
each other, which the coyote will not do."
| Too Late For Love|
"Honor is the thing that makes humans different from
dogs--some dogs! When women have it, it is mingled always
| Jim Makes A Speech|
"I am permanent so I cannot fully understand the tragedy
that haunts humans from their birth, the tragedy of their
| The Mask Ball|
"I have seen in the coyote pack that coyotes who will not
hunt and fight for the pack must starve and die."
| The Day's Work|
"Women know a loyalty that men scorn while they use it. This
is the sex stamp of women."
| Jim Gets A Blow|
"The eagle has lived long in my side. He is cruel with
talons built for seizing. Is this why so many nations choose
| Jim Plans A Last Fight|
"The coyotes are going leaving behind them bleaching bones.
The Indians are going leaving a few arrow heads and water
| The Silent Campaign|
"I have seen that those humans who seek strength from Nature
never fail to find it."
| Uncle Denny Gets Busy|
"Coyotes breed only with coyotes. Men talk much of pride of
race, yet they will breed with any color."
| Sara Goes On A Journey|
"Love is the speaking voice of the Great Hunger. Happy the
human who has found one great love. All nature speaks in him
| The End Of The Silent Campaign|
"The dream in them of a greater good lifts humans from the
level of brutes. Take this dream from them and they are like
| The Thumb Print|
"I have been buffeted by the ages until I dominate the
desert. So do the ages buffet one another until they produce
| On A Strange Range|
Two tired but happy punchers rode into the coast town and dismounted in
front of the best hotel. Putting up their horses as quickly as...
| The Rebound|
A man moaned and stirred restlessly in a bunk, muttering incoherently.
A stampeded herd was thundering over him, the grinding hoofs be...
| Dick Martin Starts Something|
Dick Martin slowly turned, leaned his back against the bar, and
languidly regarded a group of Mexicans at the other end of the room.
| Johnny Arrives|
Meanwhile Hopalong and Red quarrelled petulantly and damned the erring
Johnny with enthusiastic abandon, while Dent smiled at them and...
| The Ghost Of The San Miguel|
Juan Alvarez had not been in San Felippe since Dick Martin left, which
meant for over a month. Martin was down the river looking for a...
| Hopalong Loses A Horse|
For a month after their return from the San Miguel, Hopalong and his
companions worked with renewed zest, and told and retold the othe...
| Mr Cassidy Cogitates|
While Hopalong tried to find his horse, Ben Ferris pushed forward,
circling steadily to the east and away from the direction of Hoyt's...
| Red Brings Trouble|
After a night spent on the plain and a cigarette for his breakfast,
Hopalong, grouchy and hungry, rode slowly to the place appointed f...
| Mr Holden Drops In|
Mr. Cassidy dismounted and viewed the building with open disgust,
walking around it to see what held it up, and when he finally realiz...
| Buck Takes A Hand|
Cowan's saloon, club, and place of general assembly for the town of
Buckskin and the nearby ranches, held a merry crowd, for it was pa...
| Hopalong Nurses A Grouch|
After the excitement incident to the affair at Powers' shack had died
down and the Bar-20 outfit worked over its range in the old, pla...
| A Friend In Need|
Stevenson, having started the fire for breakfast, took a pail and
departed towards the spring; but he got no farther than the corral g...
| Mr Townsend Marshal|
Mr. Cassidy went to the ranch and lived like a lord until shame drove
him away. He had no business to live on cake and pie and wonderf...
| The Stranger's Plan|
Fisher, wild with rage, returned to the Paradise and profanely unfolded
the tale of his burning wrongs to the bartender and demanded t...
| Johnny Learns Something|
For several weeks after Hopalong got back to the ranch, full of
interesting stories and minus the grouch, things went on in a way plac...
| The End Of The Trail|
The rain slanted down in sheets and the broken plain, thoroughly
saturated, held the water in pools or sent it down the steep sides of...
| Edwards' Ultimatum|
Edwards slid off the counter in Jackson's store and glowered at the
pelting rain outside, perturbed and grouchy. The wounded man in th...
| Harlan Strikes|
Joe Barr laughingly replied to Johnny Nelson's growled remarks about the
condition of things in general and tried to soothe him, but J...
| The Bar-20 Returns|
Hopalong Cassidy stopped swearing at the weather and looked up and along
the trail in front of him, seeing a hard-riding man approach....
| Barb Wire|
After the flurry at Perry's Bend the Bar-20 settled down to the calm
routine work and sent several drive herds to their destination wi...
| The Fence|
When Hopalong rode in at midnight to arouse the others and send them out
to relieve Skinny and his two companions, the cattle were qui...
| Mr Boggs Is Disgusted|
The herd gained twelve miles by dark and would pass through the northern
fence by noon of the next day, for Cook's axe and monkey wren...
| Tex Ewalt Hunts Trouble|
Not more than a few weeks after the Bar-20 drive outfit returned to the
ranch a solitary horseman pushed on towards the trail they had...
| The Master|
It was noon by the sun when Hopalong and Red shook hands south of the
old ford and the former turned to enter the brush. Hopalong was ...
The town lay sprawled over half a square mile of alkali plain, its
main Street depressing in its width, for those who were responsible...
| The Rashness Of Shorty|
Buckskin was very hot; in fact it was never anything else. Few people
were on the streets and the town was quiet. Over in the Housto...
| The Argument|
Up the street two hundred yards from the Houston House Skinny and Pete
lay hidden behind a bowlder. Three hundred yards on the other ...
| The Vagrant Sioux|
Buckskin gradually readjusted itself to the conditions which had
existed before its sudden leap into the limelight as a town which d...
| Trials Of The Convalescent|
The days at the ranch passed in irritating idleness for those who had
obstructed the flight of hostile lead, and worse than any of t...
| The Open Door|
The proprietor of the Nugget and Rope, a German named Baum, not being
troubled with police rules, kept the door wide open for the pu...
| Hopalong Keeps His Word|
The waters of the Rio Grande slid placidly toward the Gulf, the hot
sun branding the sleepy waters with streaks of molten fire. To ...
| The Advent Of Mcallister|
The blazing sun shone pitilessly on an arid plain which was spotted
with dust-gray clumps of mesquite and thorny chaparral. Basking...
| Holding The Claim|
"Oh, we're that gang from th' O-Bar-O," hummed Waffles, sinking the
branding-iron in the flank of a calf. The scene was one of grea...
| The Hospitality Of Travennes|
Mr. Buck Peters rode into Alkaline one bright September morning and
sought refreshment at the Emporium. Mr. Peters had just finishe...
| Travennes' Discomfiture|
When Mr. Travennes looked over the corral fence he was much
chagrined to see a man and a Colt both paying strict attention to
| The Tale Of A Cigarette|
The open door revealed three men asleep on the earthen floor, two of
whom were Mexicans. Mr. Cassidy then for the first time felt c...
| The Penalty|
While Mr. Travennes had been entertained in the manner narrated, Mr.
Connors had passed the time by relating stale jokes to the upro...
| Rustlers On The Range|
The affair at Cactus Springs had more effect on the life at the Bar-
20 than was realized by the foreman. News travels rapidly, and...
| Mr Trendley Assumes Added Importance|
That the rustlers were working under a well organized system was
evident. That they were directed by a master of the game was
| The Search Begins|
As the sun arose it revealed three punchers riding away from
civilization. On all sides, stretching to the evil-appearing horizon,
| Hopalong's Decision|
Shortly after noon, Hopalong, who had ridden with his head bowed low
in meditation, looked up and slapped his thigh. Then he looked...
| A Problem Solved|
Hopalong worried his way out of the desert on a straight line, thus
cutting in half the distance he had traveled when going into it....
| The Call|
At three o'clock the next morning a long line of men slowly filed
into the cottonwood grove, being silently swallowed up by the dark...
| The Showdown|
A fire burned briskly in front of Mr. Trendley's cabin that night
and several punchers sat around it occupied in various ways. Two ...
| Mr Cassidy Meets A Woman|
The work of separating the cattle into herds of the different brands
was not a big contract, and with so many men it took but a
| The Strategy Of Mr Peters|
Hopalong and his companion rode into Muddy Wells at noon, and Red Connors,
who leaned with Buck Peters against the side of Tom Lee's...
| The Bear Wheat At Sixty-two|
As Sam Lewiston backed the horse into the shafts of his backboard and
began hitching the tugs to the whiffletree, his wife came out fr...
| The Bull Wheat At A Dollar-ten|
...----and said Party of the Second Part further covenants and agrees to
merchandise such wheat in foreign ports, it being understood ...
| The Pit|
Just as Going mounted the steps on the edge of the pit the great gong
struck, a roar of a hundred voices developed with the swiftness ...
| The Belt Line|
On a certain day toward the middle of the month, at a time when the
mysterious Bear had unloaded some eighty thousand bushels upon Hor...
| The Bread Line|
The street was very dark and absolutely deserted. It was a district on
the "South Side," not far from the Chicago River, given up larg...
| The Wife Of Chino|
I. CHINO'S WIFE
On the back porch of the "office," young Lockwood--his boots, stained
with the mud of the mines and with candle-d...
| A Bargain With Peg-leg|
"Hey, youse!" shouted the car-boy. He brought his trundling, jolting,
loose-jointed car to a halt by the face of the drift. "Hey, yo...
| A Memorandum Of Sudden Death|
The manuscript of the account that follows belongs to a harness-maker in
Albuquerque, Juan Tejada by name, and he is welcome to what...
| Two Hearts That Beat As One|
"Which I puts it up as how you ain't never heard about that time that
Hardenberg and Strokher--the Englisher--had a friendly go with...
| The Dual Personality Of Slick Dick Nickerson|
On a certain morning in the spring of the year, the three men who were
known as the Three Black Crows called at the office of ...
| The Ship That Saw A Ghost|
Very much of this story must remain untold, for the reason that if it
were definitely known what business I had aboard the tramp
| The Ghost In The Crosstrees|
Cyrus Ryder, the President of the South Pacific Exploitation Company,
had at last got hold of a "proposition"--all Ryder's sche...
| The Riding Of Felipe|
As young Felipe Arillaga guided his pony out of the last intricacies of
Pacheco Pass, he was thinking of Rubia Ytuerate...
| The Living Dead|
"Oh, I want to go back to the Rio Grande!
That's where I long to be!"
The words, sung in a soft and musical...
| A Thankless Task|
Modoc waited, as if for an answer, and when it did not come, his face
took on an expression of anger, in which cunning seemed to be mi...
| The Governor's Answer|
Judging that it was almost time for his interview with the governor,
Kid Wolf saddled Blizzard in the public establo, or stable, and r...
At the prison door, Kid Wolf was met by a squad of ten soldiers. It
was the firing squad. The Texan fell in step with them and was m...
| The Camp Of The Terror|
Kid Wolf knew that the camp fire was many miles away. He gave his
horse just a touch of the spur--that was always enough for
| On The Chisholm Trail|
From the sweeps of high country bordering close upon Santa Fe, it was
no easy journey to the Chisholm Trail, even for a trail-eating h...
| M'cay's Recruit|
The Texan, after circling the town of Midway, rode in again. It was
not his way to leave a job unfinished, with only a threat behind....
| One Game Hombre|
Hardy's gang did not attempt another rush. They had learned their
lesson. Keeping under cover, they continued firing steadily, howev...
| The Night Herd|
By the time the Hardy faction had given up the chase in disgust,
Caldwell, White, and Scotty had joined Tip and the Texan some miles
| Tucumcari's Hand|
Jack Hardy was annoyed. He had planned carefully, expecting to have no
difficulty in wiping out the hated McCays and those who sympat...
| A Buckshot Greeting|
"Oh, the cows stampede on the Rio Grande!
The sands do blow, and the winds do wail,
But I want to be wheah ...
| The S Bar Spread|
The bartender of the La Plata Saloon put a bottle on the bar in front
of the stranger, placing, with an added flourish, a thick-bottom...
| Desperate Measures|
Nightfall found the quartet established in the S Bar bunk house. The
joyful thanks of Ma Thomas was enough reward for any of them. S...
| At Don Floristo's|
In the moonlight, behind the El Chihuahense Saloon, Kid Wolf and the
gambler met. The latter found The Kid leaning silently against a...
| Goliday's Choice|
The east was streaked with pink and orange when The Kid and Harry
Thomas rode into the sleeping town of Mariposa. The little Mexican
| A Game Of Poker|
A whitened human skull, fastened to a post by a rusty tenpenny nail,
served as a signboard and notified the passing traveler that he w...
| Pot Shots|
There was an old mission at the outskirts of the town of Skull,
established many years before there were any other buildings in the
| On Blacksnake's Trail|
At first, they could see little, for not much light filtered through
the small door and window. Then details of the interior began to...
| The Fang Of The Wolf|
"Well, yuh'd better get ready to take yore medicine," sneered the
outlaw, his voice shaking with rage. "I'm goin' to make yuh crawl o...
| Battle On The Mesa|
"Oh, the cowboy sings so mournful on the Rio!
To the dark night herd, so mournful and so sad,
And I'd like to be in the moonl...
In the half light of the early morning, a stagecoach was rattling down
a steep hill near the New Mexico-Arizona boundary line. The te...
| The Rescue|
The stranger's crisp words had their effect, since "Kid Wolf" was a
name well known west of the Chisholm Trail. His reputation had be...
| Two Open Graves|
It was some time before the overturned stagecoach could be righted. It
took longer to provide a team for it. When the bodies of the
Fire flames darted occasionally from the high tulles, licking the
darkness like the tongues of venomous serpents. Rifles cracked, and...
| Blizzard's Charge|
Kid Wolf was so dazed for a time that he but dimly realized what was
happening to him. Half stunned, he was carried, along with Dave
| A Crossed Trail|
The tenderfoot rose from the ledge upon which he had been lying and
stretched himself stiffly. The chill of the long night had set h...
| Brand Blotting|
The tenderfoot, slithering down a hillside of shale, caught at a
greasewood bush and waited. The sound of a rifle shot had drifted a...
| An Accusation|
The rescued man ate, drank, and from sheer fatigue fell asleep within five
minutes of the time he was shown his bedroom.
| The Man With The Chihuahua Hat|
A little dust cloud was traveling up the trail toward the Bar Double G,
the center of which presently defined itself as a rider movi...
| The Tenderfoot Takes Up A Claim|
Mr. Diller, alias Morse, alias Bellamy, did not long remain at the Bar
Double G as a rider. It developed that he had money, and, ten...
| Hands Up|
Melissy had been up the Can del Oro for wild poppies in her runabout and
had just reached the ranch. She was disposing of her flower...
| Watering Sheep|
The deputy glanced quietly round, nodded here and there at sight of the
familiar face of an acquaintance, and spoke to the driver.
| The Boone-bellamy Feud Is Renewed|
"Here's six bits on the counter under a seed catalogue. Did you leave it
Champ Lee, seated on the porch just outsid...
| The Danger Line|
Though Champ Lee had business in Mesa next day that would not be denied,
he was singularly loath to leave the ranch. He wanted to st...
| Jack Goes To The Head Of The Class|
She trailed the bridle reins, went up the porch steps, and drew off her
gauntlets. Her hand was outstretched to open the door when h...
| A Conversation|
Not five minutes after Melissy had left the deputy sheriff, another rider
galloped up the road. Jack, returning from his room, where...
| The Tenderfoot Makes A Proposition|
Melissy waited in dread expectancy to see what would happen. Of quick,
warm sympathies, always ready to bear with courage her own an...
| Old Acquaintances|
"You wanted to see me?"
The voice had the soft, slow intonation of the South, and it held some
quality that haunted the memory. O...
| Concerning The Boone-bellamy-yarnell Feud|
The story that Ferne Yarnell told them in the parlor of the hotel had its
beginnings far back in the days before the great war. They...
As a lake ripples beneath a summer breeze, so Mesa was stirred from its
usual languor by the visit of Simon West. For the little Ari...
| A Capture|
Flatray swung around Old Baldy through the sparse timber that edged its
roots. He knew this country well; for he had run cattle here...
| The Tables Turned|
From the local eastbound a man swung to the station platform at Mesa. He
was a dark, slim, little man, wiry and supple, with restles...
| The Real Bucky And The False|
Number seven was churning its way furiously through brown Arizona. The day
had been hot, with a palpitating heat which shimmered ove...
| A Photograph|
On the third morning Beauchamp Lee returned to Mesa--unshaven, dusty, and
fagged with hard riding. He brought with him a handbill wh...
| In Dead Man's Cache|
Not since the start of their journey had Melissy broken silence, save to
answer, in few words as possible, the questions put to her ...
Black MacQueen rolled a cigarette and sauntered toward the other outlaw.
"I reckon you better saddle up and take a look over the F...
| An Escape And A Capture|
Far up in the mountains, in that section where head the Roaring Fork, One
Horse Creek, and the Del Oro, is a vast tract of wild, unt...
| A Bargain|
Melissy saw the two prisoners brought in, though she could not tell at
that distance who they were. Her watch told her that it was f...
| The Price|
MacQueen lost no time in announcing his new program.
"Boys, the hanging's off. I've decided to accept West's offer for
| Squire Latimer Takes A Hand|
"You're to make ready for a trip to town, senorita."
"At once," Rosario answered. "By orders of Senor MacQueen."
| The Taking Of The Cache|
It was understood that in the absence of the sheriff Richard Bellamy
should have charge of the posse, and after the disappearance of...
| Melissy Entertains|
The notes of Schumann's "Trauemerei" died away. Melissy glanced over her
music, and presently ran lightly into Chopin's "Valse Au Pe...
| Black Macqueen Cashes His Checks|
It was part of his supreme audacity to trust her. While he was changing
his dusty, travel-stained clothes for some that belonged to ...
| Enter Bear-trap Collins|
She had been aware of him from the moment of his spectacular entrance,
though no slightest sign of interest manifested itself in her i...
| Taxation Without Representation|
There was a ring of crisp menace in the sinister voice that was a spur
to obedience. The unanimous show of hands voted ...
| The Sheriff Introduces Himself|
Bear-trap Collins, presuming on the new intimacy born of an exciting
experience shared in common, stepped across the aisle, flung asid...
| A Bluff Is Called|
Torpid lay Aravaipa in a coma of sunheat. Its adobe-lined streets basked
in the white glare of an Arizona spring at midday. One or two...
| Bucky Entertains|
Bucky began at once to tap the underground wires his official position
made accessible to him. These ran over Southern Arizona, Sonora...
| Bucky Makes A Discovery|
For a week Bucky had been in the little border town of Noches, called
there by threats of a race war between the whites and the Mexica...
| In The Land Of Revolutions|
The knock that sounded on the door was neither gentle nor apologetic. It
sounded as if somebody had flung a baseball bat at it.
| First Blood!|
Occasionally Alice Mackenzie met Collins on the streets of Tucson. Once
she saw him at the hotel where she was staying, deep in a disc...
| Adore Has Only One D|
After all, adventures are to the adventurous. In this prosaic twentieth
century the Land of Romance still beckons to eager eyes and ga...
| Stone Walls Do Not A Prison Make|
The two young Spanish aristocrats rode in advance of the convoy on the
return trip, while O'Halloran and Bucky brought up the rear. Th...
| A Clean White Man's Option|
The light of a lantern coming down the steps blinded them for a moment.
Behind the lantern peered the yellow face of the turnkey. "Ho,...
| Bucky's First-rate Reasons|
How long Frances Mackenzie gave herself up to despair she never knew,
but when at last she resolutely took herself in hand it seemed h...
| Le Roi Est Mort Vive Le Roi|
When the news reached O'Halloran that Megales had scored on the
opposition by arresting Bucky O'Connor, the Irishman swore fluently at...
| In The Secret Chamber|
The escaping party groped its way along the passage in the wall, down a
rough, narrow flight of stone steps to a second tunnel, and al...
| Juan Valdez Scores|
The first thing Bucky did after leaving the two young women was to go
down in person with one of the guards to the cell of David Hende...
| Hidden Valley|
Across the desert into the hills, where the sun was setting in a great
splash of crimson in the saddle between two distant peaks, a bu...
| A Dinner For Three|
"I thought we bumped you off down at Epitaph," Leroy said.
"Along with Scott? Well, no. You see, I'm a regular cat to kill, Mr.
| A Villon Of The Desert|
When Alice Mackenzie looked back in after years upon the incidents
connected with that ride to the Rocking Chair, it was always with a...
| Back To God's Country|
To minimize the risk, Megales and Carlo left the prison by the secret
passage, following the fork to the river bank and digging at the...
| The Wolf Pack|
"Good evening, gentlemen. Hope I don't intrude on the festivities."
Leroy smiled down ironically on the four flushed, startled faces...
| For A Good Reason|
The young ladies, following the custom of Arizona in summer, were
riding by the light of the stars to avoid the heat of the day. They ...
| Following A Crooked Trail|
Across Dry Valley a dust cloud had been moving for hours. It rolled into
Saguache at the brisk heels of a bunch of horses just about...
| Camping With Old Man Trouble|
The sun was shining in his face when Curly wakened. He sat up and rubbed
his eyes. Mac was nowhere in sight. Probably he had gone to...
| At The End Of The Road|
Curly's wooden face told nothing of what he was thinking. The first
article of the creed of the frontier is to be game. Good or bad,...
| The Cullisons|
Curly was awakened by the sound of the cook beating the call to breakfast
on a triangle. Buck was standing beside the bed.
| Laura London|
Kite Bonfils and Maloney took Curly back to Saguache and turned him over
to Sheriff Bolt.
"How about bail?" Maloney asked.
| A Bear Trap|
The winding trail led up to the scrub pines and from there north into the
hills. Curly had not traveled far when he heard the sound ...
| Bad Medicine|
The house at the horse ranch was a long, low L-shaped adobe structure. The
first impression Curly received was that of negligence. I...
| A Rehearsed Quarrel|
Because he could not persuade him to join in their drinking bouts, Stone
nicknamed Curly the good bad man.
"He's the prize tough ...
Out of the murmur of voices came one that Curly recognized as that of
Soapy Stone, alias You Know Who.
" ... then you'll take the...
| Stick To Your Saddle|
The old Arizona fashion of settling a difference of opinion with the
six-gun had long fallen into disuse, but Saguache was still clo...
| At The Round Up Club|
A big game had been in progress all night at the Round Up Club. Now the
garish light of day streamed through the windows, but the el...
| Luck Meets An Old Acquaintance|
Cullison and his friends proceeded down Papago street to the old plaza
where their hotel was located. Their transit was an interrupt...
| An Initialed Hat|
Mackenzie was reading the Sentinel while he ate a late breakfast. He had
it propped against the water bottle, so that it need not in...
| Kate Uses Her Quirt|
Red-headed Bob Cullison finished making the diamond hitch and proudly
called his cousin Kate to inspect the packhorse.
| Ain't She The Gamest Little Thoroughbred?|
Kate galloped into the ranch plaza around which the buildings were set,
slipped from her pony, and ran at once to the telephone. Bob...
| Two Hats On A Rack|
One casual remark of Mackenzie had given Kate a clew. Even before she had
explained it, Curly caught the point and began to dig for ...
| Anonymous Letters|
Sheriff Bolt, though a politician, was an honest man. It troubled him that
Cullison's friends believed him to be a partisan in a mat...
| A Message In Cipher|
While Kate listened to what Curly had to tell her the dark eyes of the
girl were fastened upon the trembling little woman standing n...
| The Friends Of L C Serve Notice|
Two men sat in a log cabin on opposite sides of a cheap table. One of them
was immersed in a newspaper. His body was relaxed, his mi...
| Cass Fendrick Makes A Call|
Kate was in her rose garden superintending the stable boy as he loosened
the dirt around the roots of some of the bushes. She had re...
| A Compromise|
Luck lay stretched full length on a bunk, his face, to the roof, a wreath
of smoke from his cigar traveling slowly toward the ceilin...
| An Arrest|
After half a week in the saddle Lieutenant Bucky O'Connor of the Arizona
Rangers and Curly Flandrau reached Saguache tired and trave...
| A Conversation|
Bucky O'Connor and his prisoner swung down the street side by side and
turned in at the headquarters of the rangers. The officer swi...
| A Touch Of The Third Degree|
Cullison was not the man to acknowledge himself beaten so long as there
was a stone unturned. In the matter of the Del Oro homestead...
| Bob Takes A Hand|
Fendrick, riding on Mesa Verde, met Bob Cullison, and before he knew what
had happened found a gun thrown on him.
"Don't you move...
| A Clean Up|
A slight accident occurred at the jail, one so unimportant that Scanlan
the jailer did not think it worth reporting to his chief. Bl...
| The Prodigal Son|
They found the prodigal son with his sister and Laura London at the Del
Mar. Repentance was writ large all over his face and manner....
| Cutting Trail|
Kate Cullison had disappeared, had gone out riding one morning and at
nightfall had not returned. As the hours passed, anxiety at th...
| A Good Samaritan|
Fendrick had told the exact truth. After leaving him Kate had ridden
forward to the canyon and entered it. She did not mean to go mu...
| Loose Threads|
Curly was right when he said that those who knew about Sam's share in the
planning of the Tin Cup hold-up would keep their mouths cl...
| Pete's Girl|
She stood in the doorway, a patched and ragged Cinderella of the desert.
Upon her slim, ill-poised figure the descending sun slanted...
| A Spunky Li'l' Devil|
Houck rode away next morning after breakfast, but not before he had made
a promise June construed as a threat.
"Be back soon, gir...
He was a red-headed, stringy boy between eighteen and nineteen years old.
His hands were laced back of the head, but he waggled a fo...
| Clipped Wings|
The Cinderella of Piceance Creek was scrupulously clean even though
ragged and unkempt. Every Saturday night she shooed Pete Tollive...
| June Asks Questions|
Houck, an unwelcome guest, stayed at the cabin on Piceance nearly two
weeks. His wooing was surely one of the strangest known. He fl...
| Don't You Touch Him!|
Inside the big chuck tent of the construction camp the cook was busy
forking steak to tin plates and ladling potatoes into deep dish...
| An Elopement|
Bob Dillon was peeling potatoes outside the chuck tent when he heard a
whistle he recognized instantly. It was a very good imitation...
| Blister Gives Advice|
Blister Haines, J. P., was by way of being a character. His waggish
viewpoint was emphasized by a slight stutter.
"S-so you want ...
| The White Feather|
At the appointed time Bob sneaked back to the hotel. He hung around the
lobby for a minute or two, drifted into the saloon and gambl...
| In The Image Of God|
Houck's jeering laugh of triumph came back to the humiliated boy. He
noticed for the first time that two or three men were watching ...
| June Prays|
When June turned away from her husband of an hour she abandoned hope. She
had been like a child lost in the forest. A gleam of light...
| Mollie Takes Charge|
Bear Cat was a cow-town, still in its frankest, most exuberant youth. Big
cattle outfits had settled on the river and ran stock almo...
| Bear Cat Asks Questions|
A man bow-legged into Gillespie's and went straight to the bar. "Gimme a
drink--something damned hot," he growled.
He was a big, ...
| Houck Takes A Ride|
Tolliver rubbed a hand uncertainly over a bristly chin. "Why, what are
they doin' that for, Jake?"
"Are you the Tolliver girl's f...
| A Scandal Scotched|
Before the door of the room opened Tolliver heard the high-pitched voice
of his daughter.
"If you'd only stood up to him, Bob--if...
| Blister As Deus Ex Machina|
Blister Haines found an old pair of chaps for Bob Dillon and lent him a
buckskin bronco. Also, he wrote a note addressed to Harshaw,...
| The Back Of A Bronc|
The bunkhouse of the Slash Lazy D received Bob Dillon gravely and with
chill civility. He sat on his bunk that first evening, close ...
| The First Day|
In the wake of Hawks Bob rode through the buckbrush. There was small
chance for conversation, and in any case neither of them was in...
| Dud Qualifies As Court Jester|
It was still dark when Dud Hollister and Bob Dillon waded through the
snow to the corral and saddled their horses.
They jogged ac...
| The Bigger The Hat The Smaller The Herd|
Combing Crooked Wash that afternoon Bob rode with a heavy and despondent
heart. It was with him while he and Dud jogged back to the ...
| June Discovers A New World|
Blister had not overstated the case to Bob when he told him that June had
been having the time of her life getting well. She had bee...
| An Alternative Proposed And Declined|
The prediction made by Blister Haines that some overbearing puncher would
bully Bob because of his reputation as safe game did not l...
| Bob Crawls His Hump Sudden|
There was a game of stud after supper in the bunkhouse. Bob lay on his
bed, a prey to wretched dread. He had made up his mind to hav...
| In The Saddle|
White winter covered the sage hills and gave the country a bleak and
desolate look. The Slash Lazy D riders wrapped up and went out ...
| The Rio Blanco Puts In A Claim|
Preparations for the drive occupied several days. The cattle were rounded
up and carefully worked. Many of those that had roughed th...
| Cutting Sign|
Dud's observation, when he and Bob took the back trail along the river to
find the missing bronco, confirmed that of Buck Hawks. H...
| Partners In Peril|
Into the office of Blister Haines, J. P., a young man walked. He was a
berry-brown youth, in the trappings of the range-rider, a lit...
| June Is Glad|
June turned away from the crowd surrounding the dead mad dog and walked
into the hotel. The eyes of more than one man followed the s...
Bob swung down from the saddle in front of the bunkhouse.
Reeves came to the door and waved a hand. "'Lo, Sure-Shot! What's new in...
| A Recruit Joins The Rangers|
Harshaw did not, during the first forty-eight hours after leaving Bear
Cat, make contact with either the Indians or the militia. He ...
| Don't You Like Me Any More?|
Harshaw's rangers caught up with the militia an hour later. The valley
men were big, tanned, outdoor fellows, whereas the militia co...
| A Cup Of Cold Water|
The pursuers caught up with the Utes the third day out from Bear Cat. It
was in the morning, shortly after they had broken camp, tha...
| Keep A-comin' Red Haid|
When the rangers and the militia stampeded after the Indian scout, Dud
Hollister was examining the hoof of his mount. He swung insta...
| An Obstinate Man Stands Pat|
A moment of blank silence fell on the little group crouched among the
boulders. Bob's statement that he had to go back through the f...
| Three In A Pit|
Wounded though he was, Houck managed to make a good deal of trouble for
the punchers before they pinned him down and took the forty-...
| A Hero Is Embarrassed|
Following the Ute War, as it came to be called, there was a period of
readjustment on the Rio Blanco. The whites had driven off the ...
| A Responsible Citizen|
Dillon and Hollister were lounging on the bank of Elk Creek through the
heat of the day. They had been chasing a jack-rabbit across ...
| Bear Cat Asleep|
Bear Cat basked in the mellow warmth of Indian summer. Peace brooded over
the valley, a slumberous and placid drowsiness. Outside Pl...
| Bear Cat Awake|
At exactly eleven o'clock Houck, Bandy Walker, and the big young
cowpuncher who had ridden into town with them met at the corner of ...
| Big-game Hunters At Work|
Bob and his partner did not rush out of the hotel instantly to get into
the fray. They did what a score of other able-bodied men of ...
| In A Lady's Chamber|
The drama of the hold-up and of the retribution that had fallen upon the
bandits had moved as swiftly as though it had been rehearse...
| A Walk In The Park|
June was the first to speak. "So you're here. You didn't get away."
"I'm here," Houck growled. "No chance for a getaway. I ran out...
| Not Even Powder-burnt|
Houck stood over the prostrate man, the smoking revolver in his hand, on
his lips a cruel twist and in his throat a wolfish snarl.
| Bob Holds His Red Haid High|
At the corner of the street Bob came upon Tom Reeves and an old Leadville
miner in argument. Tom made the high sign to Dillon.
| The Outlaw Gets A Bad Break|
Houck crawled through the barbed-wire fence and looked back into the park
from which he had just fled. June was kneeling beside the ...
| The End Of A Crooked Trail|
In the grim faces of the Utes Houck read his doom. He had not the least
doubt of it. His trail ended here.
The terror in his hear...
| The Kingdom Of Joy|
A prince of the Kingdom of Joy rode the Piceance trail on a morning glad
with the song of birds and the rippling of brooks. Knee to ...
| The Campers|
Inside the cabin a man was baking biscuits and singing joyously, "It's a
Long, Long Way to Tipperary." Outside, another whistled sof...
| Mr Verinder Complains|
Jack Kilmeny followed the pathway which wound through the woods along
the bank of the river. Occasionally he pushed through a thick ...
| Night Fishing|
Jack Kilmeny crossed the river by the rope ferry and followed the trail
that ran up. He took the water above the Narrows, about a mi...
| Fugitives From Justice|
At the Lodge too an early breakfast was held, though it was five hours
later than the one at the camp. The whole party was down by n...
| I'm Here Neighbor|
Moya still rode afternoons with her friends, fished occasionally, and
took her regular hand at bridge. But it was unaccountably true...
| Lord Farquhar Gives Moya A Hint|
Verinder's man, Biggs, who had been a fascinated spectator of the Wild
West sports at Gunnison, was describing them to Fisher, maid ...
| Moya's Highwayman|
Dinner at the Lodge was just finished. It was the one hour of the day
when anything like formality obtained. Each one dropped into b...
| The Bad Penny Again|
Verinder strolled down to the river bank, where Joyce was fishing from
the shore in a tentative fashion.
"I say, Miss Seldon, are...
| An Out And Out Rotter|
Jack strode through the young alders to his horse, swung to the saddle
without touching the stirrups, and was off instantly at a can...
| Old Friends|
Into the depths of her scorching self-contempt came his blithe
Her heart leaped, but before she looked ...
| A Blizzard|
Moya found in Goldbanks much to interest her. Its helter-skelter streets
following the line of least resistance, its slapdash buildi...
| Out Of The Storm A Man|
He stood blinking in the doorway, white-sheeted with snow from head to
heel. As his eyes became accustomed to the light they passed ...
| Shot To The Core With Sunlight|
The storm had blown itself out before morning. A white world sparkled
with flashes of sunlight when Moya opened the door of the cabi...
| Prove It! Prove It!|
Sam Bleyer, superintendent of the big Verinder mines, had been up to see
his chief at the hotel and was passing the private sitting-...
| A Highgrader In Principle|
In spite of the warm defense she had made of Kilmeny, the heart of Moya
was troubled. She knew him to be reckless. The boundaries of...
| One Maid Two Men|
Jack saw to it that he and Joyce followed the others down the trail at a
very leisurely pace. The early night of the Rockies was alr...
| A Warning|
Joyce, a lover of luxury, usually had a roll and coffee in bed as a
substitute for breakfast. Sometimes she varied this by appearing...
| Two Ambushes|
The clock at the new Verinder Building showed ten minutes past eleven as
Jack Kilmeny took the Utah Junction road out of Goldbanks w...
| Mr Verinder Is Treated To A Surprise|
The morning after the seizing of the ore Verinder came to breakfast in a
mood so jubilant that he could not long keep to himself the...
| Colter Takes A Hand|
Moya combed her long rippling hair while Lady Farquhar laid down the law
that hedges a young woman from the satisfaction of her gene...
| Spirit Rapping?|
Farquhar and Captain Kilmeny left next day for another short hunting
trip. The captain had offered to give it up, but Moya had urged...
| The Acid Test|
Jack Kilmeny opened his eyes to find himself in darkness utter and
complete except for a pinpoint of light gleaming from far above. ...
| Captain Kilmeny Retires|
A voice calling his name from the top of the shaft brought Jack Kilmeny
back to consciousness. He answered.
A shout of joy boomed...
| Two In A Bucket|
Jack heard the story of his rescue from India. He surprised her alone in
the breakfast room by hobbling in one morning after the res...
| Homing Hearts|
Jack Kilmeny had not been brought up in the dry sunbaked West for
nothing. The winds of the Rockies had entered into his character a...
| Two Men And A Woman|
"Mr. Ridgway, ma'am."
The young woman who was giving the last touches to the very effective
picture framed in her long looking-glas...
| The Freebooter|
When next Virginia Balfour saw Waring Ridgway she was driving her trap
down one of the hit-or-miss streets of Mesa, where derricks, sh...
| One To One|
The solitary rider stood for a moment in silhouette against the somber
sky-line, his keen eyes searching the lowering clouds.
| Tort Salvation|
She must have fallen asleep there, for when she opened her eyes it was
day. Underneath her was a lot of bedding he had found in the ca...
| Enter Simon Harley|
The prospector's house in which they had found refuge was perched on the
mountainside just at one edge of the draw. Rough as the girl ...
| 0n The Snow-trail|
Aline had passed into the house, moved by an instinct which shrank from
publicity in the inevitable personal meeting between her and h...
| Back From Arcadia|
The president of the Mesa Ore-producing Company stepped from the parlor-car
of the Limited at the hour when all wise people are taking...
| The Honorable Thomas B Pelton|
It was next morning that Steve came into Ridgway's offices with a copy of
the Rocky Mountain Herald in his hands. As soon as the presi...
| An Evening Call|
"Says you're to come right up, Mr. Ridgway," the bell-hop reported, and
after he had pocketed his tip, went sliding off across the pol...
| Harley Makes A Proposition|
Apparently the head of the great trust intended to lose no time in having
that business talk with Ridgway, which he had graciously pro...
| Virginia Intervenes|
James K. Mott, local chief attorney for the Consolidated, was struggling
with a white tie before the glass and crumpling it atrociousl...
| Aline Makes A Discovery|
Aline pulled her horse to a walk. "You know Mr. Ridgway pretty well, don't
Miss Balfour gently flicked her divided skirt with...
| First Blood|
After Ridgway's cavalier refusal to negotiate a peace treaty, Simon Harley
and his body-guard walked back to the offices of the Consol...
| A Conspiracy|
Tucked away in an obscure corner of the same issue of the papers which
announced the resignation of Lyndon Hobart as manager of the Co...
| Laska Opens A Door|
The first ballots for a United States senator taken by the legislature in
joint session failed to disclose the alignment of some of th...
| An Explosion In The Taurus|
The change of the relationship between Ridgway and his betrothed, brought
about by the advent of a third person into his life, showed ...
| The Election|
At the very moment that the tramp of twenty thousand feet turned toward the
State-house, the report of the bribery investigating commi...
| Further Developments|
While Harley had been in no way responsible for Pelton's murderous attack
upon Yesler, public opinion held him to account. The Pinkert...
| One Million Dollars|
Eaton, standing on the street curb at the corner of the Ridgway Building,
lit a cigar while he hesitated between his rooms and the clu...
| A Little Lunch At Aphonse's|
It chanced that Ridgway, through the swinging door of a department store,
caught a glimpse of Miss Balfour as he was striding along th...
| Harley Scores|
What Harley had sought in the subornation of Eaton had been as much the
moral effect of his defection as the tangible results themselv...
| Not Guilty Guilty|
Ridgway's answer to the latest move of Simon Harley was to put him on trial
for his life to answer the charge of having plotted and in...
| Aline Turns A Corner|
Aline might have been completely prostrated by the news of her husband's
sudden end, coming as it did as the culmination of a week of ...
| A Good Samaritan|
Yesler, still moving slowly with a walking stick by reason of his green
wound, left the street-car and made his way up Forest Road to ...
| Friendly Enemies|
Ridgway had promised Aline that he would see her soon, and when he found
himself in New York he called at the big house on Fifth Avenu...
| Breaks One And Makes Another Engagement|
Miss Balfour's glass made her irritably aware of cheeks unduly flushed and
eyes unusually bright. Since she prided herself on being su...
| A Desert Meeting|
An automobile shot out from a gash in the hills and slipped swiftly down
to the butte. Here it came to a halt on the white, dusty road...
| The King Of The Big Horn Country|
Two months before this time Helen Messiter had been serenely teaching a
second grade at Kalamazoo, Michigan, notwithstanding the earne...
| An Invitation Given And Accepted|
And already she had met him. Not only met him, but saved him from the
just vengeance about to fall upon him. She had not yet seen her ...
| At The Lazy D Ranch|
Helen Messiter was a young woman very much alive, which implies that she
was given to emotions; and as her machine skimmed over the gr...
| The Dance At Fraser's|
"Heard tell yet of the dance over to Fraser's?"
He was a young man of a brick red countenance and he wore loosely round
his neck th...
| A Party Call|
The mistress of the Lazy D, just through with her morning visit to the
hospital in the bunkhouse, stopped to read the gaudy poster tac...
| The Man From The Shoshone Fastnesses|
Though the sharpshooter's rifle cracked twice during his run for the
cottonwood, the sheepman reached the tree in safety. He could dod...
| In The Lazy D Hospital|
Helen's first swift glance showed that the wounded man was Bannister.
She turned in crisp command to her foreman.
"Have him taken t...
| Miss Darling Arrives|
Miss Messiter clung to civilization enough, at least, to prefer that her
chambermaid should be a woman rather than a Chinese. It did n...
| A Shepherd Of The Desert|
It had been Helen Messiter's daily custom either to take a ride on her
pony or a spin in her motor car, but since Bannister had been q...
| Mistress And Maid|
Now that it was safely concluded, Helen thought the adventure almost
worthwhile for the spontaneous expressions of good will it had dr...
| The Two Cousins|
The sheepman lay at his ease, the strong supple lines of him stretched
lazily on the lounge. Helen was sitting beside him in an easy c...
| For The World's Championship|
The scene on which Helen Messiter's eyes rested that mellow Fourth of
July was vivid enough to have interested a far more jaded mind t...
| Judd Morgan Passes|
Gimlet Butte devoted the night of the Fourth to a high old time. The
roping and the other sports were to be on the morrow, and meanwhi...
| Hunting Big Game|
In point of fact, Denver's occupation at that moment was precisely what
they had guessed it to be. He was sitting beside Nora Darling ...
| Run To Earth|
When word came to Denver and the other punchers of the Lazy D that Reddy
had been pressed into service as a guide for the posse that w...
| Playing For Time|
"They've got 'em. Caught them on Dry Creek, just below Green Forks."
Helen Messiter, just finishing her breakfast at the hotel prepa...
| West Point To The Rescue|
It was understood that the sheriff should make a perfunctory defense
against the mob in order to "square" him with the voters at the e...
| Two Cases Of Discipline|
The Fourth of July celebration at Gimlet Butte had been a thing of the
past for four days and the Lazy D had fallen back into the rout...
| The Signal Lights|
In a little hill-rift about a mile back of the Lazy D Ranch was a
deserted miner's cabin.
The hut sat on the edge of a bluff that c...
| Exit The King|
They bedded that night under the great vault-roof where twinkle a
There were three of the outlaw's men with him, and...
| The Trip In The Erminie|
The "Erminie," private car of "Railway Boss, Dan Ford," stood
side-tracked at Denver, and his guests within it were the happy people...
| A Spill By The Way|
The "line" remained busy for so long that the loungers in the hotel
lobby grew amused at Leslie's impatience while the two girls bec...
| The Midnight Searching Party|
The night was growing late and there were anxious hearts at
"Roderick's." The four-in-hand had arrived hours before, and Silent Pete...
| The Watchers At Roderick's|
As soon as Molly and Leslie had ridden away, Mattie Roderick disappeared
within her own room and became deaf to all the inquiries ma...
| The Call Of The Mountains|
As the approaching company came around the bend of the road into sight
of the inn, a "calico" pony detached itself from the group of...
| A Martinet Of The Rockies|
San Leon ranch was a large one. The dwelling house and many outbuildings
were upon a rich plateau topping a spur from the great moun...
| A Rifle Practice|
"Mother, what do you mean? Don't turn so white and do speak! What
'tragedy' could have happened up here in this lovely place?" deman...
| A Concert In The Moonlight|
Night fell on San Leon; and the searching party which had gone out in
the morning, sure of prompt success, returned tired and dispir...
| A Modern Horse Fair|
They departed as they had entered, by way of the window, Dorothy lifted
through it by her admiring Captain Lem, whose heart she had ...
| An Unexpected Departure|
Dorothy looked after the fleeing little figure as it disappeared behind
a clump of shrubbery in the direction of the laundry.
| The Sheep Herder's Cabin|
When, in the delirium of fever, Jim Barlow strayed from his room at San
Leon, the one idea in his mind was that the mountains called...
| Play That Was Work And Work That Was Play|
The silence that followed Leslie's frightened cry, as he hurled himself
to the ground beside the old man he had struck, lasted but a...
| The Hen Of Wun Sing|
But whatever wild schemes were hatching in the heads of the three lads
nothing seemed to come of them.
Days followed one another ...
| The Grizzly And The Indians|
For a moment Dorothy sat still in bed, afraid to move or cry out while
the great animal at the window remained equally motionless. T...
| A Trip To Bald Eagle Rock|
Molly gave one glance and screamed. Then flung herself to her knees and
buried her face in Helena's lap, who pityingly drew her ligh...
| Prosperity And Parting|
They were both so excited that at first they couldn't talk, but could
only stare at each other in speechless delight. Jim was trembl...
| A Pair Of Blue Eyes|
In the estimate of the affable brakeman (a gentleman wearing sky-blue army
pantaloons tucked into cowhide boots, half-buttoned vest,...
| To Better Acquaintance|
The train had started amidst clangor of bell and the shouts of good-bye
and good-luck from the crowd upon the station platform. We h...
| I Rise In Favor|
With that he went forward. So did I; but the barricade at the end of My
Lady's seat was intact, and I sat down in my own seat, to ke...
| I Meet Friends|
What shall I say of a young man like myself, fresh from the green East of
New York and the Hudson River, landed expectant as just ar...
| On Grand Tour|
The sun had set and all the golden twilight was hazy with the dust
suspended in swirl and strata over the ugly roofs. In the canvas-...
| High And Dry|
The counsel to don a garb smacking less of the recent East struck me as
sound; for although I was not the only person here in Easter...
| I Go To Rendezvous|
The hotel lamps were being lighted by the gnome porter. When I stepped
outside twilight had deepened into dusk, the air was almost f...
| I Stake On The Queen|
Jim had disappeared; until when we had made way to another monte table
there he was, his hands in his pockets, his cigar half smoked...
| I Accept An Offer|
We found a small table, one of the several devoted to refreshments for the
dancers, in a corner and unoccupied. The affair upon the ...
| I Cut Loose|
I nodded; rebuffing his attentive eyes I stuffed the envelope into my
"Good luck. When you...
| We Get A Super|
What with assorting and stowing the bales of cloth and the other goods in
the Jenks two wagons, watering the animals and staking the...
| Daniel Takes Possession|
I was more than ever convinced of her wisdom in choice of garb when in
early morning I glimpsed her with the two other women at the ...
| Someone Fears|
A note from a pretty woman always is a potential thing, no matter in what
humor it may have been received. The mere possession titil...
| I Take A Lesson|
From this hour's brief camp, early made, we should have turned southward,
to leave the railroad line and cross country for the Overl...
| The Trail Narrows|
Again we broke camp. We rolled down from the plateau into that wizard
basin lying all beautiful and slumberous and spell-locked like...
| I Do The Deed|
We had camped well beyond a last bunch of the red-shirted graders, so that
the thread of a trail wended before, lonely, sand-obscure...
| The Trail Forks|
So there I stood, amidst silence, gaping foolishly, breathing hard, my
revolver smoking in my fingers and my enemy in a shockingly p...
| Voices In The Void|
The directions had been plain. With the North Star and the moon as our
guides we scarcely could fail to strike the stage road where ...
| I Stake Again|
They were indistinguishable except as vocal sounds deadened by the
impeding fog; but human voices they certainly were. Throwing off ...
| The Queen Wins|
She arrived breathless, distraught, instantly to drag me down beside her,
from where I stood stupidly defiant.
"Keep out of sight...
| We Wait The Summons|
The Sioux had quieted. They let the hollow alone, tenanted as it was with
death; there was for us a satisfaction in that tribute to ...
| Star Shine|
It was six weeks later, with My Lady all recovered and I long since
healed, and Fort Bridger pleasant in our memories, when we two r...
| A Desert Rider|
From out of the shimmering haze that veiled the mystic eastern space came
a big black horse bearing a rider. Swinging wide, to avoid...
| A Man's Reputation|
Purgatory moved fast, but warily. The black horse seemed to have caught
something of his rider's caution. For part of the distance t...
| A Girl Waits|
Lamo, sprawling on a sun-baked plain perhaps a mile from the edge of the
desert, was one of those towns which owed its existence to ...
| His Shadow Before|
At ten o'clock the following morning, in a rear room of "Balleau's First
Chance" saloon--which was directly across the street from t...
| A Prison|
Barbara Morgan had not been able to sleep except by fits and starts. A
dozen times during the night she had caught herself on the ve...
Turning from Purgatory, after he had dismounted in front of the sheriff's
office, Harlan faced three men who stood just outside of t...
Noting the concerted movement toward him, Harlan grinned at Barbara,
gently disengaged himself from her grasp, and urged her toward ...
| Barbara Is Puzzled|
Half an hour later, with Barbara Morgan, on "Billy"--a piebald
pinto--riding beside him, Harlan loped Purgatory out of Lamo. They to...
| An Unwelcome Guest|
It was late afternoon when Barbara and Harlan--the girl still riding a
little in advance of the man--rode their horses out of a stre...
| On Guard|
The man whose soul held no love of the poetic sat for two or three hours
on the threshold of the bunkhouse door, his gaze on the ran...
| The Intruder|
After closing the door through which she had entered, Barbara Morgan
slipped the fastenings into place and stood, an ear pressed aga...
| Barbara Sees A Light|
When Barbara regained consciousness it was with a gasp of horror over the
realization of what had happened. She stiffened immediatel...
| Harlan Takes Charge|
Barbara could not have told why she had not acted upon her determination
to ride westward to the Star ranch to acquaint John Haydon ...
A desire to ride once more in the peaceful sunshine of the land she loved
was one of the first indications that Barbara was recoveri...
"So you came at last?"
Barbara had some difficulty in keeping resentment prominent in her voice
as she faced John Haydon, for oth...
| Deep Water|
Despite his conviction that he stood in the presence of the mysterious
"Chief" of whom he had heard much, Harlan's expression did no...
| Forging A Letter|
The impulse which had moved Harlan to send Red Linton to the T Down ranch
to enlist the services of some of his old friends had resu...
| Harlan Rides Alone|
Upon the morning of the fourth day following Haydon's visit to the Rancho
Seco, a dust cloud developed on the northwestern horizon. ...
| Harlan Joins The Gang|
At the edge of the big level, where it merged into the floor of the
basin, Harlan drew Purgatory to a halt. For an instant he sat in...
Harlan's statement to Haydon, to the effect that he had visited the camps
of Kelso, Rance, Larkin, and other outlaws had been strict...
| The Black-bearded Man|
It was Strom Rogers who indicated to the outlaws at the Star that
henceforth Harlan was to exercise authority of a kind that had for...
| A Dead Man Walks|
Harlan had paid strict attention to Lane Morgan's words at Sentinel Rock,
and he remembered that Morgan had told him that his son, w...
| Deveny Secedes|
Since the day he had heard that Harlan had appeared at the Star and had
been taken into the outlaw band by Haydon, Deveny had exhibi...
Barbara Morgan had yielded to the fever of impatience which had afflicted
her during the latter days of Harlan's absence from the Ra...
Red Linton had ridden eastward to examine the grass of the range in that
direction, for it had been some days since he had sent Stro...
| Rogers Takes A Hand|
The trail herd had made good progress through the valley, and Rogers,
aided by the Star men, had kept them going. The men feared no
| A Dual Tragedy|
Harlan and Morgan had made a thorough search of Haydon's desk in the
latter's office in the ranchhouse, and they had found letters a...
| Converging Trails|
An hour or so later, Harlan, having finished his labors in a clearing at
the edge of the level near the gorge, climbed slowly on Pur...
| World's End|
Barbara Morgan had fought Deveny until she became exhausted. Thereafter
she lay quiet, breathing fast, yielding to the nameless terr...
| The Ultimate Treachery|
When Barbara regained consciousness she was lying in some long, dusty
grass beside the trail where she seemed to have been thrown, o...
| Peace And A Sunset|
Red Linton had recovered--there was no doubt of that. For Linton, though
a trifle pale, was vigorous. Vigor was in the look of him a...
| The Rider Of The Black Horse|
The trail from the Diamond K broke around the base of a low hill dotted
thickly with scraggly oak and fir, then stretched away, stra...
| In Which Hatred Is Born|
For some persons romance dwells in the new and the unusual, and for other
persons it dwells not at all. Certain of Rosalind Benham's...
| Beating A Good Man|
Trevison had not moved. He had watched the movements of the other closely,
noting his huge bulk, his lithe motions, the play of his ...
| The Long Arm Of Power|
Presently Corrigan lit a cigar, biting the end off carefully, to keep it
from coming in contact with his bruised lips. When the ciga...
| A Telegram And A Girl|
Banker Braman went to bed on the cot in the back room shortly after
Corrigan departed from Manti. He stretched himself out with a si...
| A Judicial Puppet|
Bowling along over the new tracks toward Manti in a special car secured at
Dry Bottom by Corrigan, one compartment of which was pack...
| Two Letters Go East|
After Agatha retired that night Rosalind sat for a long time writing at a
little desk in the private car. She was tingling with exci...
| The Chaos Of Creation|
The West saw many "boom" towns. They followed in the wake of "gold
strikes;" they grew, mushroom-like, overnight--garish husks of sq...
| Straight Talk|
Ten years of lonesomeness, of separation from all the things he held dear,
with nothing for his soul to feed upon except the bittern...
| The Spirit Of Manti|
The Benham private car had clacked eastward over the rails three weeks
before, bearing with it as a passenger only the negro autocra...
| For The Kiddies|
Trevison dropped from Nigger at the dooryard of Levins' cabin, and looked
with a grim smile at Levins himself lying face downward ac...
| Exposed To The Sunlight|
It was a month before Trevison went to town, again. Only once during that
time did he see Rosalind Benham, for the Blakeleys had vac...
| Another Letter|
That afternoon, Corrigan rode to the Bar B. The ranchhouse was of the
better class, big, imposing, well-kept, with a wide, roofed po...
| A Rumble Of War|
The train that carried Corrigan's letter eastward bore, among its few
other passengers, a young man with a jaw set like a steel trap...
| A Mutual Benefit Association|
Unheeding the drama that was rapidly and invisibly (except for the
incident of Braman and the window) working itself out in its mids...
| Wherein A Woman Lies|
"Aren't you going to welcome me, dearie?"
From the porch of the Bar B ranchhouse Rosalind had watched the rapid
approach of the b...
| Justice Vs Law|
Impatience, intolerable and vicious, gripped Trevison as he rode homeward
after his haunting vigil at Manti. The law seemed to him t...
| Law Invoked And Defied|
As soon as the deputies had gone, two of them nursing injured heads, and
all exhibiting numerous bruises, Judge Lindman rose and dre...
| A Woman Rides In Vain|
Out of Rosalind Benham's resentment against Trevison for the Hester Harvey
incident grew a sudden dull apathy--which presently threa...
| And Rides Again In Vain|
Rosalind's reflections as she rode toward the Bar B convinced her that
there had been much truth in Corrigan's arraignment of Trevis...
| Another Woman Rides|
Trevison rode in to town the next morning. On his way he went to the edge
of the butte overlooking the level, and looked down upon t...
| A Man Errs And Pays|
For a time Trevison stood on the gallery, watching the woman as she faded
into the darkness toward Manti, and then he laughed mirthl...
| First Principles|
Judge Lindman shivered, though a merciless, blighting sun beat down on the
great stone ledge that spread in front of the opening, sm...
| Another Woman Lies|
Shortly before midnight Aunt Agatha Benham laid her book down, took off
her glasses, wiped her eyes and yawned. She sat for a time s...
| In The Dark|
Trevison faced the darkness between him and the pueblo with a wild hope
pulsing through his veins. Rosalind Benham had had an opport...
| The Ashes|
Rosalind Benham got up with the dawn and looked out of a window toward
Manti. She had not slept. She stood at the window for some ti...
| The Fight|
"The boss is sure a she-wolf at playin' a lone hand," growled Barkwell,
shortly after dusk, to Jud Weaver, the straw boss. "Seems he...
| The Dregs|
When the Benham private car came to a stop on the switch, Rosalind swung
up the steps and upon the platform just as J. C., ruddy, sm...
| The Calm|
The day seemed to endure for an age. Rosalind did not leave the car; she
did not go near her father, shut up alone in his apartment;...
| At Calamity Crossing|
Getting up the shoulder of the mesa was no easy job, but judging from the
actions and appearance of wiry pony and rider it was a job...
| The Sympathetic Rescuer|
Halfway down the slope, the rider turned and saw that Willard and the
occupants of the buckboard were watching him. The color in his...
| At The Flying W|
It fell to Uncle Jepson to hitch the blacks to the buckboard--in a frigid
silence Masten had found his trunk, opened it and drawn ou...
| A Memory Of The Rider|
A quiet satisfaction shone from Ruth's eyes when, accompanied by Aunt
Martha and Uncle Jepson, she completed her inspection of the r...
| Love Vs Business|
On Sunday afternoon Ruth, Masten, Aunt Martha, and Uncle Jepson were
sitting on the front porch of the Flying W ranchhouse. Ruth was...
| A Man And His Job|
Just what Ruth's sensations were the next morning she could not have
told. She could correctly analyze one emotion: it was eager ant...
| How An Insult Was Avenged|
As the days passed, it became plain to Ruth, as it did to everyone else
on the ranch--Chavis, Pickett, and Masten included--that Vic...
| What Uncle Jepson Heard|
Every detail of the killing of Jim Pickett remained vivid in Ruth's
recollection. She felt that she would never forget it. But her h...
| Somethin's Gone Out Of Them|
As Randerson rode Patches through the break in the canyon wall in the
afternoon of a day about a week after his talk with Uncle Jeps...
| The Law Of The Primitive|
Randerson continued his policy of not forcing himself upon Ruth. He went
his way, silent, thoughtful, attending strictly to business...
| Hagar's Eyes|
Randerson had been in no hurry to make an attempt to catch the rustlers
whose depredations he had reported to Ruth. He had told the ...
| The Rustlers|
At about the time Randerson was crossing the river near the point where
the path leading to Catherson's shack joined the Lazette tra...
| The Fight|
At about the time that Chavis and Kester had discovered Ruth's pony and
had clambered up the slope in search of the girl, the two fi...
| The Rock And The Moonlight|
Randerson did not leave the scene of the fight immediately. He stood for
a long time, after buckling on his belt and pistols, lookin...
| The Runaway Comes Home|
Masten's note to Ruth contained merely the information that he was going
to Lazette, and that possibly he might not return for two w...
| Two Are Taught Lessons|
There was one other thing that Ruth did not know--the rage that dwelt in
Randerson's heart against Chavis and Kester. He had shown n...
| The Target|
Earlier in the morning, Ruth had watched Uncle Jepson and Aunt Martha
ride away in the buckboard toward Lazette. She had stood on th...
| The Gunfighter|
Red Owen, foreman of the Flying W in place of Tom Chavis, resigned, was
stretched out on his blanket, his head propped up with an ar...
| Ready Gun And Clean Heart|
Uncle Jepson understood the cow-punchers because he understood human
nature, and because he had a strain of the wild in him that had...
| The Bubble Dreams|
Loping his pony through the golden haze of the afternoon, Randerson came
over the plains toward the Flying W ranchhouse, tingling wi...
| One Too Many|
To no man in the outfit did Randerson whisper a word concerning the
result of his visit to the ranchhouse--that he would cease to be...
| Into Which A Girl's Trouble Comes|
Uncle Jepson and Aunt Martha had not seen Masten when he had visited
Ruth, for they had gone in the buckboard to Red Rock. And Maste...
| Banishing A Shadow|
Randerson could not adjust his principles to his purpose to do Masten to
death while working for Ruth, and so, in the morning follow...
| Realizing A Passion|
Ruth stood for a long time on the porch after Hagar's departure, gripped
by emotions, that had had no duplicates in all her days. Ne...
| A Man Is Born Again|
The meeting between Catherson and Randerson had taken the edge off
Catherson's frenzy, but it had not shaken his determination. He h...
|A Woman On The Trail|
Many disquieting thoughts oppressed Miss Sheila Langford as she halted her
pony on the crest of a slight rise and swept the desolate...
|The Dim Trail|
Sheila had been dreaming of a world in which there was nothing but rain
and mud and clouds and reckless-eyed individuals who convers...
It was the barking of a dog that brought Sheila out of a sleep--dreamless
this time--into a state of semi-consciousness. It was Dako...
|This Picture And That|
IT was a scene of wild, virgin beauty upon which Sheila Langford looked as
she sat on the edge of a grassy butte overlooking the Ute...
|Dakota Evens A Score|
With the thermometer at one hundred and five it was not to be expected
that there would be much movement in Lazette. As a matter of ...
Looking rather more rugged than when he had arrived at the station at
Lazette two weeks before, his face tanned, but still retaining...
Each day during the two weeks that her father had been at the Double R
Sheila had accompanied him on his rides of exploration. She h...
|Sheila Fans A Flame|
Sheila departed from the quicksand crossing nursing her wrath against the
man who had rescued her, feeling bitterly vindictive again...
For two or three quiet weeks Sheila did not see much of Duncan, and her
father bothered her very little. Several nights on the galle...
|Duncan Adds Two And Two|
Had Langford known that there had been a witness to his visit to Dakota he
might not have ridden away from the latter's cabin so ent...
|A Parting And A Visit|
The problem which filled Duncan's mind as he sat on the edge of the slope
overlooking the river was a three-sided one. To reach a co...
|A Meeting On The River Trail|
About ten o'clock in the morning of a perfect day Sheila left the Double R
ranchhouse for a ride to the Two Forks to visit Doubler. ...
|The Shot In The Back|
For an instant after discovering Doubler lying in the doorway, Sheila
stood motionless at the corner of the cabin, looking down wond...
|Langford Lays Off The Mask|
The sun was still an hour above the horizon when Sheila rode up to the
corral gates. While removing the saddle and bridle from her p...
|The Parting On The River Trail|
"I'll be leaving you now, ma'am." There was a good moon, and its mellow
light streamed full into Dakota's grim, travel-stained face ...
|Sheriff Allen Takes A Hand|
The sheriff's posse--three men whom he had deputized in Lazette and
himself--had ridden hard over the twenty miles of rough trail fr...
After the departure of the doctor Sheila entered the cabin and closed the
door, fastening the bars and drawing a chair over near the...
Though in a state of anxiety and excitement over the incident of Duncan's
attack on Doubler and the subsequent shooting, together wi...
When Sheila recovered consciousness she was in Dakota's cabin--in the bunk
in which she had lain on another night in the yesterday o...
|Into The Unknown|
After a time Sheila rose from the bunk on which she had been sitting and
stood in the center of the floor, looking down at her fathe...
| The Landslide Mine|
"Roger, that sounds like a fairy tale--a real gold mine belonging to
your mother lost through a landslide!"
"So it does sound lik...
| Dave Porter's Past|
"What do you think of that, fellows?" asked Roger, as he concluded the
reading of the letter.
"I am not surprised," answered Dave...
| Caught In A Storm|
"Some class to Roger's driving!" cried Phil, as the little touring-car
swept along, in the direction of Lake Sargola. "Roger, if you...
| A Question Of Stocks|
"Some rain, believe me!"
It was Dave who uttered the remark, as the touring-car commenced the
long and dangerous descent of Sugar...
| A Trap For Job Haskers|
"What do you think of it, Dave?"
"I think Job Haskers is up to some game, Roger."
"Selling worthless stocks?"
"Yes, or else ...
| Another Surprise|
The boys had listened to all that was said, and now they lost no time in
filing into Mr. Fordham's bedroom.
Job Haskers stared at...
| A Gathering Of Oak Hall Boys|
"Well, they are gone, that's certain!"
"Yes, and there is no telling where they went to."
"Must have slipped out by a back way....
| Fire And Firecrackers|
"The garage on fire!"
"Say, look at the blaze!"
Such were some of the cries, as the boys tumbled out of bed, ...
| What Nat Poole Had To Tell|
"You saw two fellows sneaking around our place last evening?" cried
Roger, with interest.
"I certainly did."
"What did they lo...
| Dave At Home|
"I'm glad you washed your hands of Merwell, Nat," replied Dave, with
warmth. "He is not the sort for any respectable fellow to assoc...
| Overheard In The Summer-house|
"Dave, what do you think! I saw Link Merwell this morning!"
It was Laura who spoke, as she burst into her brother's room, where th...
| On The Way West|
"Off at last!"
"Hurrah for the West!"
"And the Landslide Mine, Roger, don't forget that!"
"What a splendid day for beginning...
| Dave Sees Something|
"You gave somebody my suit-case!" cried the senator's son, while a
number of tourists gathered around, to learn what was going on.
| In Butte|
Dave overheard the conversation between the two rough-looking men in the
crowded car, and so did Phil and Roger. All glanced at each...
| At Abe Blower's Home|
The boys saw at once that something was wrong. Mrs. Carmody was
completely bewildered, and being old, had no easy time of it to coll...
| On To Black Cat Camp|
"You go!" cried Dave.
"I thought you had given up prospecting," exclaimed Roger.
"Not but that we'd be glad to have you along,"...
| Along The Mountain Trail|
The boys had expected some such answer as this, so they were not greatly
surprised. They were introduced to the storekeeper by Tom D...
| The Stolen Horses|
"That horse is going over the cliff!"
"Take care, Phil, or he'll drag you with him!"
Such were some of the cries...
| The Newspaper Clew|
"Do you think he'll catch that fellow?"
It was Phil who asked the question, as he and Dave and Roger watched the
old miner disapp...
| The Exposure|
When Tom Dillon heard about the light that had been seen and the
determination to walk to it, he wanted to know how far off it was.
| On The Back Trail|
"Just you two wait a minute!"
It was Tom Dillon who uttered the words, as he saw Link Merwell and Job
Haskers turn to where their...
| Dave And The Mountain Lion|
"Don't fire, I beg of you! We--we are friends! Don't fire! Please put
down that pistol, do!"
It was Job Haskers who called out in...
| In The Mountain Cave|
Dave had been in perilous situations before, and had learned the
important lesson that if he lost his wits all would be lost. The
| Searching For The Landslide Mine|
It was a terrible condition of affairs to contemplate, and for an
instant Dave's heart almost stopped beating a...
| Caught In A Storm|
"Say, but this is sure going to be a corker!"
Dave shouted out the words--to make himself heard above the whistling of
the wind a...
| Prowlers In Camp|
"Huh! so it's you, is it!" cried Link Merwell, in surly tones.
"So you are after my mine!" cried Roger, sharply. "Well, I'll tell ...
| The Two Prisoners|
The three chums were right; the two persons who were approaching the
camp on the mountainside so stealthily were Link Merwell and Jo...
| The Lost Landslide Mine|
"They cut the ropes! See, here is where it was done, on this jagged
As Dave spoke he pointed to a sharp edge of stone. Ben...
| Another Landslide|
It was another landslide, crashing and roaring down the side of the
mountain, carrying rocks, dirt, and brushwood before it. The ear...
| The Besetment Of Kurt Lieders|
A SILVER rime glistened all down the street.
There was a drabble of dead leaves on the sidewalk which was of wood,
and on the roa...
| The Face Of Failure|
AFTER the week's shower the low Iowa hills looked vividly green. At the
base of the first range of hills the Blackhawk road winds from...
| Tommy And Thomas|
IT was while Harry Lossing was at the High School that Mrs. Carriswood
first saw Tommy Fitzmaurice. He was not much to see, a long lad...
| Mother Emeritus|
THE Louders lived on the second floor, at the head of the stairs, in the
Lossing Building. There is a restaurant to the right; and a n...
| An Assisted Providence|
IT was the Christmas turkeys that should be held responsible. Every year
the Lossings give each head of a family in their employ, and ...
| Harry Lossing|
THE note-book of Mr. Horatio Armorer, president of our street railways,
contained a page of interest to some people in our town, on th...
| The Ole Virginia|
The ring around the sun had thickened all day long, and the turquoise
blue of the Arizona sky had filmed. Storms in the dry countries...
| The Emigrants|
After the rain that had held us holed up at the Double R over one day,
we discussed what we should do next.
"The flats will be too ...
| The Remittance Man|
After Windy Bill had finished his story we began to think it time to
turn in. Uncle Jim and Charley slid and slipped down the chute-l...
| The Cattle Rustlers|
Dawn broke, so we descended through wet grasses to the canon. There,
after some difficulty, we managed to start a fire, and so ate
| The Drive|
A cry awakened me. It was still deep night. The moon sailed overhead,
the stars shone unwavering like candles, and a chill breeze wa...
| Cutting Out|
It was somewhere near noon by the time we had bunched and held the herd
of some four or five thousand head in the smooth, wide flat, f...
| A Corner In Horses|
It was dark night. The stay-herd bellowed frantically from one of the
big corrals; the cow-and-calf-herd from a second. Already the ...
| The Corral Branding|
All that night we slept like sticks of wood. No dreams visited us, but
in accordance with the immemorial habit of those who live out-...
| The Old Timer|
About a week later, in the course of the round-up, we reached the
valley of the Box Springs, where we camped for some days at the
| The Texas Rangers|
I came from Texas, like the bulk of you punchers, but a good while
before the most of you were born. That was forty-odd years ago--an...
| The Sailor With One Hand|
At this moment the heavy beat of the storm on the roof ceased with
miraculous suddenness, leaving the outside world empty of sound sav...
| The Murder On The Beach|
At this moment the cook stuck his head in at the open door.
"Say, you fellows," he complained, "I got to be up at three o'clock.
| Buried Treasure|
The Old Timer's voice broke a little. We had leisure to notice that
even the drip from the eaves had ceased. A faint, diffused light...
| The Chewed Sugar Cane|
"I'd like to have trailed you fellows," sighed a voice from the corner.
"Would you!" said Colorado Rogers grimly.
It was five d...
| The Calabash Stew|
I had agreed with Denton to stick to the beach, but Schwartz could not
last much longer, and I had not the slightest idea how far it m...
| The Honk-honk Breed|
It was Sunday at the ranch. For a wonder the weather had been
favourable; the windmills were all working, the bogs had dried up, the
| The Cattle Rustlers|
Buck Johnson was American born, but with a black beard and a dignity of
manner that had earned him the title of Senor. He had drifted...
| The Man With Nerve|
At about ten o'clock of the Fourth of July a rider topped the summit of
the last swell of land, and loped his animal down into the sin...
| The Agreement|
Jed Parker straightened his back, rolled up the bandana handkerchief,
and thrust it into his pocket, hit flat with his hand the tousel...
| The Accomplishment|
The next morning Buck Johnson took a trip down into the "pasture" of
five hundred wire-fenced acres.
"He means business," he confid...
| The Passing Of The Colt's Forty-five|
The man of whom I am now to tell you came to Arizona in the early days
of Chief Cochise. He settled in the Soda Springs Valley, and t...
| The Shapes Of Illusion|
Every day, as always, Senor Johnson rode abroad over the land. His
surroundings had before been accepted casually as a more or less
| The Paper A Year Old|
Sang hurried out for a broom. Senor Johnson sat where he was, his
heavy, square brows knit. Suddenly he stooped, seized one of the
Although the paper was a year old, Senor Johnson in due time received
an answer from Kansas. A correspondence ensued. Senor Johnson
| The Arrival|
The Overland drew into Willets, coated from engine to observation with
white dust. A porter, in strange contrast of neatness, flung ...
| The Wagon Tire|
About noon she emerged from the room, fully refreshed and wide awake.
She and Susie O'Toole had unpacked at least one of the trunks, a...
The honeymoon developed and the necessary adjustments took place. The
latter Senor Johnson had not foreseen; and yet, when the necess...
| The Round-up|
This, as you well may gather, was in the summer routine. Now the time
of the great fall round-up drew near. The home ranch began to ...
| The Long Trail|
The round-up crew started early the next morning, just about sun-up.
Senor Johnson rode first, merely to keep out of the dust. Then
| The Discovery|
Senor Buck Johnson loped quickly back toward the home ranch, his heart
glad at this fortunate solution of his annoyance. The home ran...
| The Capture|
Although he had left the room so suddenly, Senor Johnson did not at
once open the gate of the adobe wall. His demeanour was gay, for ...
| In The Arroyo|
Senor Johnson quietly approached Estrella. The girl had, during the
struggle, gone through an aimless but frantic exhibition of terro...
| The Rawhide|
First of all he unhitched the horses from the buckboard and turned them
loose. Then, since he was early trained in Indian warfare, he...
| The Desert|
Button was a trusty of Senor Johnson's private animals. He was never
known to leave his master in the lurch, and so was habitually al...
| Enter The Man|
Some notable sight was drawing the passengers, both men and women, to
the window; and therefore I rose and crossed the car to see wh...
| When You Call Me That Smile!|
We cannot see ourselves as other see us, or I should know what
appearance I cut at hearing this from the tall man. I said nothing,
| Steve Treats|
It was for several minutes, I suppose, that I stood drawing these silent
morals. No man occupied himself with me. Quiet voices, and ...
| Deep Into Cattle Land|
Morning had been for some while astir in Medicine Bow before I left my
quilts. The new day and its doings began around me in the sto...
| Enter The Woman|
"We are taking steps," said Mr. Taylor. "Bear Creek ain't going to be
hasty about a schoolmarm."
"Sure," assented the Virginian. ...
My personage was a hen, and she lived at the Sunk Creek Ranch.
Judge Henry's ranch was notable for several luxuries. He had milk, ...
| Through Two Snows|
"Dear Friend [thus in the spring the Virginian wrote me], Yours
received. It must be a poor thing to be sick. That time I was shot a...
| The Sincere Spinster|
I do not know with which of the two estimates--Mr. Taylor's or the
Virginian's--you agreed. Did you think that Miss Mary Stark Wood ...
| The Spinster Meets The Unknown|
On a Monday noon a small company of horsemen strung out along the trail
from Sunk Creek to gather cattle over their allotted sweep o...
| Where Fancy Was Bred|
Two camps in the open, and the Virginian's Monte horse, untired, brought
him to the Swintons' in good time for the barbecue. The hor...
| You Re Going To Love Me Before We Get Through|
The Swinton barbecue was over. The fiddles were silent, the steer was
eaten, the barrel emptied, or largely so, and the tapers extin...
| Quality And Equality|
To the circle at Bennington, a letter from Bear Creek was always a
welcome summons to gather and hear of doings very strange to Verm...
| The Game And The Nation Act First|
There can be no doubt of this: All America is divided into two
classes,--the quality and the equality.
The latter will always rec...
| Between The Acts|
My road to Sunk Creek lay in no straight line. By rail I diverged
northwest to Fort Meade, and thence, after some stay with the kind...
| The Game And The Nation Act Second|
"That is the only step I have had to take this whole trip," said the
Virginian. He holstered his pistol with a jerk. "I have been fe...
| The Game And The Nation Last Act|
It has happened to you, has it not, to wake in the morning and wonder
for a while where on earth you are? Thus I came half to life i...
| Scipio Moralizes|
Into what mood was it that the Virginian now fell? Being less busy,
did he begin to "grieve" about the girl on Bear Creek? I only kn...
| Would You Be A Parson?|
After this I gave up my experiments in conversation. So that by the
final afternoon of our journey, with Sunk Creek actually in sigh...
| Dr Macbride Begs Pardon|
Judge and Mrs. Henry, Molly Wood, and two strangers, a lady and
a gentleman, were the party which had been driving in the large
| The Judge Ignores Particulars|
"Do you often have these visitations?" Ogden inquired of Judge Henry.
Our host was giving us whiskey in his office, and Dr. MacBride...
| In A State Of Sin|
Thunder sat imminent upon the missionary's brow. Many were to be at his
mercy soon. But for us he had sunshine still. "I am truly so...
| What Is A Rustler?|
We all know what birds of a feather do. And it may be safely surmised
that if a bird of any particular feather has been for a long w...
| Various Points|
Love had been snowbound for many weeks. Before this imprisonment its
course had run neither smooth nor rough, so far as eye could se...
| A Letter With A Moral|
The letter which the Virginian wrote to Molly Wood was, as has been
stated, the first that he had ever addressed to her. I think, pe...
| Progress Of The Lost Dog|
It was not even an hour's visit that the Virginian was able to pay
his lady love. But neither had he come a hundred miles to see her...
| Balaam And Pedro|
Resigned to wait for the Judge's horses, Balaam went into his office
this dry, bright morning and read nine accumulated newspapers; ...
| Grandmother Stark|
Except for its chair and bed, the cabin was stripped almost bare. Amid
its emptiness of dismantled shelves and walls and floor, only...
| No Dream To Wake From|
For a long while after she had left him, he lay still, stretched in
his chair. His eyes were fixed steadily upon the open window and...
| Word To Bennington|
They kept their secret for a while, or at least they had that special
joy of believing that no one in all the world but themselves k...
| A Stable On The Flat|
When the first landmark, the lone clump of cottonwoods, came at length
in sight, dark and blurred in the gentle rain, standing out p...
| The Cottonwoods|
I do not know how long I stayed there alone. It was the Virginian who
came back, and as he stood at the foot of my blankets his eye,...
| Superstition Trail|
We did not make thirty-five miles that day, nor yet twenty-five, for
he had let me sleep. We made an early camp and tried some unsuc...
| The Spinster Loses Some Sleep|
Somewhere at the eastern base of the Tetons did those hoofprints
disappear into a mountain sanctuary where many crooked paths have l...
| To Fit Her Finger|
It was two rings that the Virginian wrote for when next I heard from
After my dark sight of what the Cattle Land could be, I...
| With Malice Aforethought|
Town lay twelve straight miles before the lover and his sweetheart, when
they came to the brow of the last long hill. All beneath th...
| At Dunbarton|
For their first bridal camp he chose an island. Long weeks beforehand he
had thought of this place, and set his heart upon it. Once ...
| Of The Nature Of Flatland|
I call our world Flatland, not because we call it so, but to make its
nature clearer to you, my happy readers, who are privileged to...
| Of The Climate And Houses In Flatland|
As with you, so also with us, there are four points of the compass
North, South, East, and West.
There being no sun nor other hea...
| Concerning The Inhabitants Of Flatland|
The greatest length or breadth of a full grown inhabitant of Flatland
may be estimated at about eleven of your inches. Twelve inche...
| Concerning The Women|
If our highly pointed Triangles of the Soldier class are formidable, it
may be readily inferred that far more formidable are our Wom...
| Of Our Methods Of Recognizing One Another|
You, who are blessed with shade as well as light, you, who are gifted
with two eyes, endowed with a knowledge of perspective, and ch...
| Of Recognition By Sight|
I am about to appear very inconsistent. In the previous sections I
have said that all figures in Flatland present the appearance of...
| Concerning Irregular Figures|
Throughout the previous pages I have been assuming--what perhaps should
have been laid down at the beginning as a distinct and funda...
| Of The Ancient Practice Of Painting|
If my Readers have followed me with any attention up to this point,
they will not be surprised to hear that life is somewhat dull in...
| Of The Universal Colour Bill|
But meanwhile the intellectual Arts were fast decaying.
The Art of Sight Recognition, being no longer needed, was no longer
| Of The Suppression Of The Chromatic Sedition|
The agitation for the Universal Colour Bill continued for three years;
and up to the last moment of that period it seemed as though ...
| Concerning Our Priests|
It is high time that I should pass from these brief and discursive
notes about things in Flatland to the central event of this book,...
| Of The Doctrine Of Our Priests|
As to the doctrine of the Circles it may briefly be summed up in a
single maxim, "Attend to your Configuration." Whether political,...
| How I Had A Vision Of Lineland|
It was the last day but one of the 1999th year of our era, and the
first day of the Long Vacation. Having amused myself till a late...
| How I Vainly Tried To Explain The Nature Of Flatland|
Thinking that it was time to bring down the Monarch from his raptures
to the level of common sense, I determined to endeavour to ope...
| Concerning A Stranger From Spaceland|
From dreams I proceed to facts.
It was the last day of our 1999th year of our era. The patterning of
the rain had long ago annou...
| How The Stranger Vainly Endeavoured To Reveal To Me In Words The Mysteries Of Spaceland|
As soon as the sound of the Peace-cry of my departing Wife had died
away, I began to approach the Stranger with the intention of tak...
| How The Sphere Having In Vain Tried Words Resorted To Deeds|
It was in vain. I brought my hardest right angle into violent
collision with the Stranger, pressing on him with a force sufficient ...
| How I Came To Spaceland And What I Saw There|
An unspeakable horror seized me. There was a darkness; then a dizzy,
sickening sensation of sight that was not like seeing; I saw a...
| How Though The Sphere Shewed Me Other Mysteries Of Spaceland I Still Desire More And What Came Of It|
When I saw my poor brother led away to imprisonment, I attempted to
leap down into the Council Chamber, desiring to intercede on his...
| How The Sphere Encouraged Me In A Vision|
Although I had less than a minute for reflection, I felt, by a kind of
instinct, that I must conceal my experiences from my Wife. N...
| How I Tried To Teach The Theory Of Three Dimensions To My Grandson And With What Success|
I awoke rejoicing, and began to reflect on the glorious career before
me. I would go forth, methought, at once, and evangelize the ...
| How I Then Tried To Diffuse The Theory Of Three Dimensions By Other Means And Of The Result|
My failure with my Grandson did not encourage me to communicate my
secret to others of my household; yet neither was I led by it to
| The British Barbarians|
The time was Saturday afternoon; the place was Surrey; the person
of the drama was Philip Christy.
He had come down by...
| News Of A Treasure Wreck|
There was a rushing, whizzing, throbbing noise in the air. A great
body, like that of some immense bird, sailed along, casting a gr...
| Finishing The Submarine|
"What's the matter?" cried Mrs. Baggert, the housekeeper, hurrying in
from the kitchen, where she was washing the dishes. "Have you ...
| Mr Berg Is Astonished|
Following his father and the stranger whom the aged inventor had
addressed as Mr. Berg, Tom and Mr. Sharp entered the house, the lad...
| Tom Is Imprisoned|
"Well, I must say he's a cool one," remarked Tom, as the echoes of Mr.
Berg's steps died away. "The idea of thinking his boat better...
| Mr Berg Is Suspicious|
Not for long did the young inventor endeavor to break his way out of
the water-ballast tank by striking the heavy sides of it. Tom r...
| Turning The Tables|
When the young inventor informed his father what he had overheard Mr.
Berg saying, the aged inventor was not as much worried as his ...
| Mr Damon Will Go|
"Well, I guess they've had their lesson," remarked Tom, as he took an
observation through the telescope and saw Andy and his cronies...
| Another Treasure Expedition|
While Tom and Mr. Damon continued on to Atlantis after the oil, the
young inventor lamenting from time to time that his remarks abou...
| Captain Weston's Advent|
"Bless my water ballast, but that certainly is a fine boat!" cried Mr.
Damon, when he had been shown over the new craft. "I think I...
| Trial Of The Submarine|
Tom felt such a relief at hearing of Captain Weston's ruse that his
appetite, sharpened by an early breakfast and the sea air, came ...
| On The Ocean Bed|
Lower and lower sank the submarine. There was a swirling and foaming of
the water as she went down, caused by the air bubbles which ...
| For A Breath Of Air|
They could hardly realize it, yet the depth-gage told the story. It
registered a distance below the surface of the ocean of five tho...
| Off For The Treasure|
Suddenly Tom, after a moment's pause, seized a wrench and began
loosening some nuts.
"What are you doing?" asked his father faint...
| In The Diving Suits|
There was no doubt that the steamer was coming after the submarine.
Several observations Captain Weston made confirmed this, and he
| At The Tropical Island|
It was on the evening of the fourth day later that Captain Weston, who
was steering the craft, suddenly called out:
| We'll Race You For It|
Mr. Swift hurried up on deck. He was accompanied by Captain Weston. At
the sight of Tom's father, Mr. Berg, who had been joined by' ...
| The Race|
Directed by Captain Weston, who glanced at the compass and told him
which way to steer to clear the outer coral reef, Tom sent the
| The Electric Gun|
There was much excitement aboard the Advance. The submarine came to a
stop in the water, while the treasure-seekers waited anxiousl...
"Down deep," advised Captain Weston, as he stood beside Tom and Mr.
Swift in the pilot house. "As far as you can manage her, and the...
| Doomed To Death|
There was no room on the small deck of the submarine to make a stand
against the officers and crew of the Brazilian warship. In fact...
| Lease To Doomsday|
By LEE ARCHER
The twins were a rare team
indeed. They wanted to build
a printing plant on a garbage
dump. When Muldoon ask...
Jupiter--the magnificent planet with a diameter of 86,500
miles, having 119 times the surface and 1,300 times the volume of
"Come in!" sounded a voice, as Dr. Cortlandt and Dick Ayrault
tapped at the door of the President of the Terrestrial Axis
| President Bearwarden's Speech|
"To the Bondholders and Stockholders of the Terrestrial Axis
Straightening Company and Representatives of Earthly Governments.
| Prof Cortlandt's Historical Sketch Of The World In A D 2000|
Prof. Cortlandt, preparing a history of the times at the
beginning of the great terrestrial and astronomical change, wrote
| Dr Cortlandt's History Continued|
"In marine transportation we have two methods, one for freight
and another for passengers. The old-fashioned deeply immersed
| Far-reaching Plans|
Knowing that the rectification of the earth's axis was
satisfactorily begun, and that each year would show an increasing
| Hard At Work|
In a few moments Ayrault returned with pencils, a pair of
compasses, and paper.
"Let us see, in the first place," said Deep...
At last the preparations were completed, and it was arranged that
the Callisto should begin its journey at eleven o'clock A. M.,
| The Last Of The Earth|
Finding that they were rapidly swinging towards their proper
course, and that the earth in its journey about the sun would
move out o...
| Space And Mars|
Never before had the travellers observed the stars and planets
under such favourable conditions. No air or clouds intervened,
| Heavenly Bodies|
The following day, while in their observatory, they saw something
not many miles ahead. They watched it for hours, and in fact all
| Preparing To Alight|
That afternoon Ayrault brought out some statistical tables he had
compiled from a great number of books, and also a diagram of the
| Exploration And Excitement|
When they awoke, the flowers were singing with the volume of a
cathedral organ, the chant rising from all around them, and the
| Mastodon And Will-o'-the Wisps|
Bearwarden's bullet struck the mammoth in the shoulder, while
Ayrault's aim was farther back. As the balls exploded, a
| An Unseen Hunter|
They calculated that they had come ten or twelve miles from the
place at which they built the raft, while the damp salt breeze
| Sportsmen's Reveries|
Feeling grateful to the huge tortoise for the good service he had
rendered, they shot a number of the great snakes that were
| The Honey Of Death|
At first nothing seemed to have been disturbed, when they
suddenly perceived that both forelegs were missing. On further
| Changing Landscapes|
On reaching the Callisto, Ayrault worked the lock he had had
placed on the lower door, which, to avoid carrying a key, was
opened by ...
| A Jovian Niagara|
Four days later, after crossing a ridge of mountains that the
pressure on the aneroid barometer showed to be about thirty-two
| Hills And Valleys|
With the first light they resumed their journey, and an hour
after setting out they sighted, as Cortlandt had predicted,
| North-polar Discoveries|
Two days later, on the western horizon, they beheld the ocean.
Many of the streams whose sources they had seen when they crossed
| The Scene Shifts|
Having returned the rugs to the Callisto, they applied the
maximum power of the batteries to rising, closed all openings
when the bar...
Landing on a place about ten degrees north of the equator, so
that they might obtain a good view of the great rings--since ON
| The Spirit's First Visit|
"Greetings and congratulations," he said. "Man has
steadfastly striven to rise, and we see the results in
"I have always...
| Doubts And Philosophy|
On reaching it, they climbed the ladder leading to the
second-story opening, and entering through this, they closed the
| A Providential Intervention|
The valley narrowed as they advanced, the banks rising gently on
both sides. Both dragons had flown straight to a grove of tall,
| Ayrault's Vision|
When Ayrault's watch was ended, he roused Cortlandt, who took his
place, and feeling a desire for solitude and for a last long look
| A Great Void And A Great Longing|
Resuming their march, the travellers proceeded along the
circumference of a circle having a radius of about three miles,
with the Cal...
| The Spirit's Second Visit|
Accordingly, the next morning they concentrated their minds
simultaneously on the spirit, wishing with all their strength
| Cassandra And Cosmology|
The water-jug being empty, Ayrault took it up, and, crossing the
ridge of a small hill, descended to a running-brook. He had
| Doctor Cortlandt Sees His Grave|
"Is it not distasteful to you," Cortlandt asked, "to live so near
these loathsome dragons?"
"Not in the least," replied the ...
As the, night became darker they caught sight of the earth again,
shining very faintly, and in his mind's eye Ayrault saw his
| Dreamland To Shadowland|
As Ayrault's consciousness returned, he fancied he heard music.
Though distant, it was distinct, and seemed to ring from the
Failing to find words to convey his thoughts, he threw himself
into an open grave, praying that the earth might hide his soul,
as he ...
| The Priest's Sermon|
It being the first day of the week, the morning air was filled
with chimes from many steeples.
"Divine service always comforted ...
| Hic Ille Jacet|
At daybreak the thunder-shower passed off, but was followed by a
cold, drenching rain. Supposing Ayrault had remained in the
| Control Group|
The cool green disk of Alphard Six on the screen was infinitely welcome
after the arid desolation and stinking swamplands of the inn...
| Accidental Death|
The most dangerous of weapons
is the one you don't know is loaded.
The wind howled out of the northwest, blind with snow and bar...
"You must give me a moment," said the old man, leaning back.
Percy resettled himself in his chair and waited, chin on hand.
| The Advent|
Oliver Brand, the new member for Croydon (4), sat in his study, looking
out of the window over the top of his typewr...
| The Encounter|
Oliver Brand was seated at his desk, on the evening of the next day,
reading the leading article of the New People...
| The Victory|
The little room where the new Pope sat reading was a model of
simplicity. Its walls were whitewashed, its roof unp...
| The Motive|
I could not say at which station the woman and her baby entered the
Since we had left London, I had been struggling w...
| Notes For A Biography Of Ginger Stott|
Ginger Stott is a name that was once as well known as any in England.
Stott has been the subject of leading articles in every d...
| The Disillusionment Of Ginger Stott|
Stott maintained an obstinate silence as we walked together up to the
Common, a stretch of comparatively open ground on the pla...
| The Manner Of His Birth|
Stoke-Underhill lies in the flat of the valley that separates the
Hampden from the Quainton Hills. The main road from London to...
| His Departure From Stoke-underhill|
The village of Stoke was no whit intimidated by the news that Mrs. Reade
sowed abroad. The women exclaimed and chattered, the m...
| His Father's Desertion|
The strongest of all habits is that of acquiescence. It is this habit of
submission that explains the admired patience and long...
| His Debt To Henry Challis|
Challis was out of England for more than three years after that one
brief intrusion of his into the affairs of Mr. and Mrs. Sto...
| His First Visit To Challis Court|
"Shall you be able to help me in collating your notes of the Tikopia
observations to-day, sir?" Lewes asked next morning. He ro...
| His Passage Through The Prison Of Knowledge|
Challis led the way to the library; Lewes, petulant and mutinous, hung
in the rear.
The Wonder toddled forward, unabashed, t...
| His Pastors And Masters|
For many months after that long afternoon in the library, Challis was
affected with a fever of restlessness, and his work on th...
| His Examination|
Challis's first visit was paid to Sir Deane Elmer, that man of many
activities, whose name inevitably suggests his favourite...
| His Interview With Herr Grossmann|
Crashaw must have suffered greatly just at that time; and the
anticipation of his defeat by the Committee was made still more b...
Meanwhile a child of five--all unconscious that his quiet refusal to
participate in the making and breaking of reputations was tempo...
| How I Went To Pym To Write A Book|
The circumstance that had intrigued me for so long was determined with
an abruptness only less remarkable than the surprise of ...
| The Incipience Of My Subjection To The Wonder|
Victor Stott was in his eighth year when I met him for the third time. I
must have stayed longer than I imagined by the pond on...
| The Progress And Relaxation Of My Subjection|
The memory of last summer is presented to me now as a series of
pictures, some brilliant, others vague, others again so uncerta...
She opened the front door without knocking, and came straight into my
"'E's not 'ere," she said in a manner th...
The jury returned a verdict of "Accidental death."
If there had been any traces of a struggle, I had not noticed them when
| The Uses Of Mystery|
Something Challis has told me; something I have learned for myself; and
there is something which has come to me from an unknown source...
| Harry Collins 1997|
The telescreen lit up promptly at eight a.m. Smiling Brad came on with
his usual greeting. "Good morning--it's a beautiful day in ...
| Harry Collins 1998|
It took them ten seconds to save Harry from falling, but it took him
over ten weeks to regain his balance.
In fact, well over two...
| President Winthrop 1999|
The Secretary of State closed the door.
"Well?" he asked.
President Winthrop looked up from the desk and blinked. "Hello, Art,"...
| Harry Collins 2000|
Harry didn't ask any questions. He just kept his mouth shut and
waited. Maybe Dr. Manschoff suspected and maybe he didn't. Anyway,
| Minnie Schultz 2009|
When Frank came home, Minnie met him at the door. She didn't say a
word, just handed him the envelope containing the notice.
| Harry Collins 2012|
Harry crouched behind the boulders, propping the rifle up between the
rocks, and adjusted the telescopic sights. The distant doorway...
| Michael Cavendish 2027|
Mike was just coming through the clump of trees when the boy began to
wave at him. He shifted the clumsy old Jeffrey .475, cursing t...
| Harry Collins 2029|
The guards at Stark Falls were under strict orders not to talk. Each
prisoner here was exercised alone in a courtyard runway, and me...
| Eric Donovan 2031|
Eric was glad to get to the office and shut the door. Lately he'd had
this feeling whenever he went out, this feeling that people we...
| Harry Collins 2032|
Harry's son's house was on the outskirts of Washington, near what had
once been called Gettysburg. Harry was surprised to find that ...
| Jesse Pringle 2039|
They were after him. The whole world was in flames, and the buildings
were falling, the mighty were fallen, the Day of Judgment was ...
| Littlejohn 2065|
The helicopter landed on the roof, and the attendants wheeled it over
to one side. They propped the ladder up, and Littlejohn descen...
BY J. F. BONE
human beings don't do
totally useless things
consistently and widely.
| A Prize For Edie|
The Committee had, unquestionably, made a mistake. There
was no doubt that Edie had achieved the long-sought cancer
| A Question Of Courage|
I smelled the trouble the moment I stepped on
the lift and took the long ride up the side of
the "Lachesis." There was somethi...
| Earthmen Bearing Gifts|
Dhar Ry sat alone in his room, meditating. From outside the door he
caught a thought wave equivalent to a knock, and, glancing a...
He was looking for a privacy his strange personality needed.
And--never quite seemed to achieve it. All his efforts were,
| The New Coachman|
"Now you polish up those buckles real good, won't you, 'Zekiel? I will
say for Fanshaw, you could most see your face in the harness al...
| The Chicago Letter|
The mother was still laughing and struggling in the irresistible
embrace when both became aware that a third person was regarding them...
| Mother And Daughter|
Dr. Ballard had gone, and his hostesses were awaiting the summons to
dinner. Mrs. Evringham regarded her daughter critically as the gi...
| Father And Son|
When later they were alone, the girl looked at her mother, her eyes
"You see," she began rather breathlessly, "even you m...
| Bon Voyage|
At the dock next morning the scene was one of the usual confusion. The
sailing time was drawing near and Mr. Evringham had not appeare...
| Jewel's Arrival|
When her grandfather had disappeared, Jewel placed Anna Belle on
the seat beside her, where she toed in, in a state of the utmost
| The First Evening|
In the excitement of the early morning start, Jewel had eaten little
breakfast, but the soft resonance of the Japanese gong, when it s...
| A Happy Breakfast|
Mrs. Forbes was on the porch next morning when Mr. Evringham returned
from his canter.
"Fine morning, Mrs. Forbes," he said, as he ...
| A Shopping Expedition|
The housekeeper warned Jewel not to run out of doors that morning as she
wished to accompany her to the shoe store.
"I'm not going ...
| The Ravine|
Outside the well-kept roads of Bel-Air Park, Nature had been encouraged
to work her sweet will. The drive wound along the edge of a pi...
| Dr Ballard|
Mr. Evringham looked about, half in apprehension, half in anticipation,
as he entered the dining-room the following morning. Jewel had...
| The Telegram|
Mrs. Forbes entered Jewel's room after speaking with the doctor. The
little girl looked at her eagerly. A plan had formed in her mind ...
| In The Library|
As Mr. Evringham turned from the closed door he met his daughter-in-law
coming out into the hall.
"I've been watching for Dr. Balla...
| Family Affairs|
He continued to watch the child furtively, while she made her
arrangements for writing. Finding that no chair in the room would bring
| A Rainy Morning|
The next morning it rained so heavily that Mr. Evringham was obliged to
forego his ride. Wet weather was an unmixed ill to him. It not...
| The First Lesson|
Jewel looked up as she heard a knock. Sarah had made the bed and gone.
Who could this be?
At her "Come in," Eloise entered the room...
| Jewel's Correspondence|
While Jewel still stood turning over in her mind what she had heard,
charming strains of music began coming up through the hall. Cousi...
| Essex Maid|
The rain and wind lasted for three days, clearing at last on an evening
which proved eventful.
Mr. Evringham had taken a long ride ...
| A Morning Drive|
"I declare, Eloise," said Mrs. Evringham the next morning, "it is almost
worth three whole days of storm to have a spell of such heave...
| By The Brookside|
Scarcely had she seen the doctor admitted and the house door closed when
an approaching pedestrian caught her eye. She recognized him ...
| An Effort For Truth|
When Eloise spoke in the ravine of talking with her grandfather, it was
because for a few days she had been trying to make up her mind...
| In The Harness Room|
"Mother, can I have three dollars?" asked Eloise the next morning.
"Were you thinking of a new riding hat, dear? I do wish you had i...
| Mrs Evringham's Caller|
Mrs. Evringham was busily chewing the cud of sweet fancies only, that
afternoon. Following the equestrians in their leafy woodland pat...
| The Ravine Garden|
Mrs. Evringham tried heroically to look impassive when her daughter
returned from the ride. There was barely time then to dress for di...
| Mutual Surprises|
"I thought I knew Bel-Air Park," said Bonnell looking about him. "I
never suspected this."
"Jewel is the Columbus of this spot. She...
| On Wednesday Evening|
"This is my silk dress, grandpa," said Jewel, coming out on the piazza
Mr. Evringham was sitting there reading the ...
| A Realized Hope|
One afternoon Mr. Evringham did not return from the city at the usual
time. Jewel, watching for him, was surprised after a while to se...
| At Twilight|
It was Sunday, and Mr. Bonnell was dining at Bel-Air Park. Had Jewel
thought of it, she might have contrasted the expression of Mrs. F...
IN THE FIRST PLACE PLEASE BEAR IN MIND THAT I do not expect you to
believe this story. Nor could you wonder had you witnessed a rec...
| Toward The Eternal Fires|
I WAS BORN IN CONNECTICUT ABOUT THIRTY YEARS ago. My name is David
Innes. My father was a wealthy mine owner. When I was nineteen...
| A Strange World|
I WAS UNCONSCIOUS LITTLE MORE THAN AN INSTANT, for as I lunged forward
from the crossbeam to which I had been clinging, and fell wit...
| A Change Of Masters|
WE MUST HAVE TRAVELED SEVERAL MILES THROUGH the dark and dismal wood
when we came suddenly upon a dense village built high among the...
| Dian The Beautiful|
WHEN OUR GUARDS AROUSED US FROM SLEEP WE were much refreshed. They
gave us food. Strips of dried meat it was, but it put new life ...
AS WE DESCENDED THE BROAD STAIRCASE WHICH led to the main avenue of
Phutra I caught my first sight of the dominant race of the inner...
| The Beginning Of Horror|
WITHIN PELLUCIDAR ONE TIME IS AS GOOD AS ANOTHER. There were no nights
to mask our attempted escape. All must be done in broad day...
ONCE OUT OF THE DIRECT PATH OF THE ANIMAL, fear of it left me, but
another emotion as quickly gripped me--hope of escape that the
| The Mahar Temple|
THE ABORIGINE, APPARENTLY UNINJURED, CLIMBED quickly into the skiff,
and seizing the spear with me helped to hold off the infuriated...
| The Face Of Death|
I MUST HAVE FALLEN ASLEEP FROM EXHAUSTION. When I awoke I was very
hungry, and after busying myself searching for fruit for a while...
| Phutra Again|
I HASTENED TO THE CLIFF EDGE ABOVE JA AND helped him to a secure
footing. He would not listen to any thanks for his attempt to save...
| Four Dead Mahars|
A MOMENT LATER I WAS STANDING BEFORE A DOZEN Mahars--the social
investigators of Phutra. They asked me many questions, through a
FOR AN INSTANT I STOOD THERE THINKING OF HER, and then, with a sigh, I
tucked the book in the thong that supported my loin cloth, an...
| The Sly One|
THE SAGOTHS WERE GAINING ON US RAPIDLY, FOR once they had sighted us
they had greatly increased their speed. On and on we stumbled ...
| The Garden Of Eden|
WITH NO HEAVENLY GUIDE, IT IS LITTLE WONDER that I became confused and
lost in the labyrinthine maze of those mighty hills. What, i...
| Back To Earth|
WE CROSSED THE RIVER AND PASSED THROUGH THE mountains beyond, and
finally we came out upon a great level plain which stretched away ...
| Prelude John Carter Comes To Earth|
Shea had just beaten me at chess, as usual, and, also as usual, I
had gleaned what questionable satisfaction I might by twitting
| Tara In A Tantrum|
Tara of Helium rose from the pile of silks and soft furs upon
which she had been reclining, stretched her lithe body languidly,
| At The Gale's Mercy|
Tara of Helium did not return to her father's guests, but awaited
in her own apartments the word from Djor Kantos which she knew
| The Headless Humans|
Above the roof of the palace that housed the Jed of Gathol and
his entourage, the cruiser Vanator tore at her stout moorings.
As Thuria, swift racer of the night, shot again into the sky the
scene changed. As by magic a new aspect fell athwart the face of
| The Perfect Brain|
The song that had been upon her lips as she entered died
there--frozen by the sight of horror that met her eyes. In the
center of the...
| In The Toils Of Horror|
What the creature had told her gave Tara of Helium food for
thought. She had been taught that every created thing fulfilled
| A Repellent Sight|
The cruiser Vanator careened through the tempest. That she had not
been dashed to the ground, or twisted by the force of the
| Close Work|
Ghek, in his happier days third foreman of the fields of Luud,
sat nursing his anger and his humiliation. Recently something had
| Adrift Over Strange Regions|
Presently Ghek pushed aside a door that opened from the stairway,
and before them Tara saw the moonlight flooding the walled court
Turan the panthan approached the strange city under cover of the
darkness. He entertained little hope of finding either food or
| The Choice Of Tara|
The dazzling sunlight of Barsoom clothed Manator in an aureole of
splendor as the girl and her captors rode into the city through
| Ghek Plays Pranks|
While Tara of Helium was being led to The Towers of Jetan, Ghek
was escorted to the pits beneath the palace where he was
| A Desperate Deed|
E-Med crossed the tower chamber toward Tara of Helium and the
slave girl, Lan-O. He seized the former roughly by a shoulder.
| At Ghek's Command|
Turan the panthan chafed in his chains. Time dragged; silence and
monotony prolonged minutes into hours. Uncertainty of the fate of
| The Old Man Of The Pits|
"I shall not desert you, Ghek," said Tara of Helium, simply.
"Go! Go!" whispered the kaldane. "You can do me no good. Go, or
all I ...
| Another Change Of Name|
Turan dashed himself against the door of his prison in a vain
effort to break through the solid skeel to the side of Tara whom
| A Play To The Death|
Clear and sweet a trumpet spoke across The Fields of Jetan. From
The High Tower its cool voice floated across the city of Manator
| A Task For Loyalty|
Long and loud was the applause that rose above the Field of Jetan
at Manator, as The Keeper of the Towers summoned the two
| The Menace Of The Dead|
The night was still young when there came one to the entrance of
the banquet hall where O-Tar of Manator dined with his chiefs,
| The Charge Of Cowardice|
Gahan, watching through the aperture between the hangings, saw
the frantic flight of their pursuers. A grim smile rested upon
| A Risk For Love|
"Ey, ey, he is a craven and he called me 'doddering fool'!" The
speaker was I-Gos and he addressed a knot of chieftains in one of
| At The Moment Of Marriage|
The silence of the tomb lay heavy about him as O-Tar, Jeddak of
Manator, opened his eyes in the chamber of O-Mai. Recollection of
| The Sword And The Atopen|
The conversion of light into electricity by spectrum is an
interesting possibility. The idea of using foreign proteins on the
| The Plant Men|
As I stood upon the bluff before my cottage on that clear cold night in
the early part of March, 1886, the noble Hudson flowing like...
| A Forest Battle|
Tars Tarkas and I found no time for an exchange of experiences as we
stood there before the great boulder surrounded by the corpses ...
| The Chamber Of Mystery|
For moments after that awful laugh had ceased reverberating through the
rocky room, Tars Tarkas and I stood in tense and expectant s...
It was the sound of conflict that aroused me once more to the realities
of life. For a moment I could neither place my surroundings...
| Corridors Of Peril|
How long I slept upon the floor of the storeroom I do not know, but it
must have been many hours.
I was awakened with a start by ...
| The Black Pirates Of Barsoom|
"What is it?" I asked of the girl.
For answer she pointed to the sky.
I looked, and there, above us, I saw shadowy bodies flitt...
| A Fair Goddess|
For an instant the black pirate and I remained motionless, glaring into
each other's eyes. Then a grim smile curled the handsome li...
| The Depths Of Omean|
Now I realized why the black pirate had kept me engrossed with his
strange tale. For miles he had sensed the approach of succour, a...
| Issus Goddess Of Life Eternal|
The confession of love which the girl's fright had wrung from her
touched me deeply; but it humiliated me as well, since I felt that...
| The Prison Isle Of Shador|
In the outer gardens to which the guard now escorted me, I found Xodar
surrounded by a crowd of noble blacks. They were reviling an...
| When Hell Broke Loose|
Early the next morning Xodar and I commenced work upon our plans for
escape. First I had him sketch upon the stone floor of our cel...
| Doomed To Die|
For an instant I stood there before they fell upon me, but the first
rush of them forced me back a step or two. My foot felt for th...
| A Break For Liberty|
Xodar listened in incredulous astonishment to my narration of the
events which had transpired within the arena at the rites of Issus...
| The Eyes In The Dark|
My son! I could not believe my ears. Slowly I rose and faced the
handsome youth. Now that I looked at him closely I commenced to ...
| Flight And Pursuit|
I could not have been unconscious more than a few seconds, and yet I
know that I was unconscious, for the next thing I realized was ...
| Under Arrest|
As Carthoris, Xodar, Tars Tarkas, and I stood gazing at the magnificent
vessel which meant so much to all of us, we saw a second and...
| The Death Sentence|
A few moments before the appointed time on the following morning a
strong guard of Zat Arras' officers appeared at our quarters to c...
| Sola's Story|
Once within the palace, I drew Sola to the dining hall, and, when she
had greeted her father after the formal manner of the green me...
| Black Despair|
"Ah," said Zat Arras, "to what kindly circumstance am I indebted for
the pleasure of this unexpected visit from the Prince of Helium...
| The Air Battle|
Two hours after leaving my palace at Helium, or about midnight, Kantos
Kan, Xodar, and I arrived at Hastor. Carthoris, Tars Tarkas,...
| Through Flood And Flame|
Yersted's information convinced me that there was no time to be lost.
I must reach the Temple of Issus secretly before the forces un...
| Victory And Defeat|
"John Carter, John Carter," she sobbed, with her dear head upon my
shoulder; "even now I can scarce believe the witness of my own ey...
| The Rift|
As he dropped the last grisly fragment of the dismembered and mutilated
body into the small vat of nitric acid that was to devour ev...
| The Heavy Chest|
Virginia and Sing were compelled to narrate the adventure of the
afternoon a dozen times. The Chinaman was at a loss to understand ...
| Beauty And The Beast|
One day, about two weeks later, von Horn and the professor were
occupied closely with their work in the court of mystery. Developme...
| A New Face|
As Professor Maxon and von Horn rushed from the workshop to their own
campong, they neglected, in their haste, to lock the door betw...
On their return to camp after her rescue Virginia talked a great deal
to von Horn about the young giant who had rescued her, until t...
| To Kill!|
The Rajah Muda Saffir, tiring of the excuses and delays which Bududreen
interposed to postpone the fulfillment of his agreement with...
| The Bull Whip|
As von Horn and Virginia Maxon walked slowly beneath the dense shadows
of the jungle he again renewed his suit. It would please him...
| The Soul Of Number 13|
Scarcely had the Ithaca cleared the reef which lies almost across the
mouth of the little harbor where she had been moored for so ma...
| Into Savage Borneo|
Von Horn cursed the chance that had snatched the girl from him, but he
tried to content himself with the thought that the treasure p...
| Desperate Chance|
The great chest in the bottom of Rajah Muda Saffir's prahu had awakened
in other hearts as well as his, blind greed and avarice; so ...
| I Am Coming!|
The morning following the capture of Virginia Maxon by Muda Saffir,
Professor Maxon, von Horn, Sing Lee and the sole surviving lasca...
On the morning that Bulan set out with his three monsters from the
deserted long-house in which they had spent the night, Professor
| Buried Treasure|
After the escape of the girl Barunda and Ninaka had fallen out over
that affair and the division of the treasure, with the result th...
| Man Or Monster?|
When Muda Saffir turned from the two Dyaks who had brought him news of
the treasure he hastened to the long-house and arousing the c...
| Too Late|
For a moment the two stood in silence; Bulan tortured by thoughts of
the bitter humiliation that he must suffer when the girl should...
| Sing Speaks|
For a week Professor Maxon with von Horn and Sing sought for Virginia.
They could get no help from the natives of the long-house, wh...
| 999 Priscilla|
As the cutter touched the bank the entire party from the long-house,
whites and natives, were gathered on the shore to meet it. At ...
Several years had elapsed since I had found the opportunity to do any
big-game hunting; for at last I had my plans almost perfected fo...
| Lost On Pellucidar|
The Arabs, of whom I wrote you at the end of my last letter (Innes
began), and whom I thought to be enemies intent only upon murdering...
| Traveling With Terror|
We made camp there beside the peaceful river. There Perry told me all
that had befallen him since I had departed for the outer crust....
| Shooting The Chutes And After|
Through the fog I felt my way along by means of my compass. I no
longer heard the bears, nor did I encounter one within the fog.
| Friendship And Treachery|
The Sari proved a most erratic craft. She might have done well enough
upon a park lagoon if safely anchored, but upon the bosom of a ...
But at last the allotted moment arrived--the moment for which I had
been trying to prepare myself, for how long I could not even guess...
| A Pendent World|
The Mahars set me free as they had promised, but with strict
injunctions never to approach Phutra or any other Mahar city. They
| From Plight To Plight|
I have never been much of a runner; I hate running. But if ever a
sprinter broke into smithereens all world's records it was I that d...
When Goork and his people saw that I had no token they commenced to
"You do not come from Kolk, but from the Sly One!" th...
| Hooja's Cutthroats Appear|
I had built a little shelter of rocks and brush where I might crawl in
and sleep out of the perpetual light and heat of the noonday su...
| The Raid On The Cave-prison|
His head was turned over his shoulder as I first saw him--he was
looking back toward the village. As I leaped for him his eyes fell
Dian glanced downward and shuddered. Her tribe were hill people--they
were not accustomed to swimming other than in quiet rivers and ...
I searched about the spot carefully. At last I was rewarded by the
discovery of her javelin, a few yards from the bush that had conce...
| Racing For Life|
At last the sea subsided, and we were able to get a better view of the
armada of small boats in our wake. There must have been two hu...
| Gore And Dreams|
It was a two-masted felucca with lateen sails! The craft was long and
low. In it were more than fifty men, twenty or thirty of whom w...
| Conquest And Peace|
The fleet sailed directly for Hooja's island, coming to anchor at its
north-eastern extremity before the flat-topped hill that had bee...
| On The Arizona Hills|
I am a very old man; how old I do not know. Possibly I am a hundred,
possibly more; but I cannot tell because I have never aged as ...
| The Escape Of The Dead|
A sense of delicious dreaminess overcame me, my muscles relaxed, and I
was on the point of giving way to my desire to sleep when the...
| My Advent On Mars|
I opened my eyes upon a strange and weird landscape. I knew that I was
on Mars; not once did I question either my sanity or my wake...
| A Prisoner|
We had gone perhaps ten miles when the ground began to rise very
rapidly. We were, as I was later to learn, nearing the edge of one...
| I Elude My Watch Dog|
Sola stared into the brute's wicked-looking eyes, muttered a word or
two of command, pointed to me, and left the chamber. I could n...
| A Fight That Won Friends|
The thing, which more nearly resembled our earthly men than it did the
Martians I had seen, held me pinioned to the ground with one ...
| Child-raising On Mars|
After a breakfast, which was an exact replica of the meal of the
preceding day and an index of practically every meal which followed...
| A Fair Captive From The Sky|
The third day after the incubator ceremony we set forth toward home,
but scarcely had the head of the procession debouched into the ...
| I Learn The Language|
As I came back to myself I glanced at Sola, who had witnessed this
encounter and I was surprised to note a strange expression upon h...
| Champion And Chief|
Early the next morning I was astir. Considerable freedom was allowed
me, as Sola had informed me that so long as I did not attempt ...
| With Dejah Thoris|
As we reached the open the two female guards who had been detailed to
watch over Dejah Thoris hurried up and made as though to assum...
| A Prisoner With Power|
As I entered and saluted, Lorquas Ptomel signaled me to advance, and,
fixing his great, hideous eyes upon me, addressed me thus:
| Love-making On Mars|
Following the battle with the air ships, the community remained within
the city for several days, abandoning the homeward march unti...
| A Duel To The Death|
My first impulse was to tell her of my love, and then I thought of the
helplessness of her position wherein I alone could lighten th...
| Sola Tells Me Her Story|
When consciousness returned, and, as I soon learned, I was down but a
moment, I sprang quickly to my feet searching for my sword, ...
| We Plan Escape|
The remainder of our journey to Thark was uneventful. We were twenty
days upon the road, crossing two sea bottoms and passing throu...
| A Costly Recapture|
As the speaker ceased he turned to leave the apartment by the door
where I was standing, but I needed to wait no longer; I had heard...
| Chained In Warhoon|
It must have been several hours before I regained consciousness and I
well remember the feeling of surprise which swept over me as I...
| Battling In The Arena|
Slowly I regained my composure and finally essayed again to attempt to
remove the keys from the dead body of my former jailer. But ...
| In The Atmosphere Factory|
For two days I waited there for Kantos Kan, but as he did not come I
started off on foot in a northwesterly direction toward a point...
| An Air Scout For Zodanga|
As I proceeded on my journey toward Zodanga many strange and
interesting sights arrested my attention, and at the several farm
| I Find Dejah|
The major-domo to whom I reported had been given instructions to
station me near the person of the jeddak, who, in time of war, is
| Lost In The Sky|
Without effort at concealment I hastened to the vicinity of our
quarters, where I felt sure I should find Kantos Kan. As I neared t...
| Tars Tarkas Finds A Friend|
About noon I passed low over a great dead city of ancient Mars, and as
I skimmed out across the plain beyond I came full upon severa...
| The Looting Of Zodanga|
As the great gate where I stood swung open my fifty Tharks, headed by
Tars Tarkas himself, rode in upon their mighty thoats. I led ...
| Through Carnage To Joy|
Sometime later Tars Tarkas and Kantos Kan returned to report that
Zodanga had been completely reduced. Her forces were entirely
| From Joy To Death|
For ten days the hordes of Thark and their wild allies were feasted and
entertained, and, then, loaded with costly presents and esco...
| At The Arizona Cave|
It was dark when I opened my eyes again. Strange, stiff garments were
upon my body; garments that cracked and powdered away from me...
| Carthoris And Thuvia|
Upon a massive bench of polished ersite beneath the gorgeous blooms
of a giant pimalia a woman sat. Her shapely, sandalled foot tap...
As the ruler of Ptarth, followed by his courtiers, descended from
the landing-stage above the palace, the servants dropped into thei...
The day following the coming of Vas Kor to the palace of the Prince
of Helium great excitement reigned throughout the twin cities,
| A Green Man's Captive|
When the light of day broke upon the little craft to whose deck
the Princess of Ptarth had been snatched from her father's garden,
| The Fair Race|
Downward along a smooth, broad floor led the strange tunnel, for
such Carthoris was now convinced was the nature of the shaft he at
| The Jeddak Of Lothar|
The girl looked her incredulity.
"They lay in piles," she murmured. "There were thousands of them
but a minute ago."
| The Phantom Bowmen|
As Jav leaped toward him Carthoris laid his hand upon the hilt of
his long-sword. The Lotharian halted. The great apartment was
| The Hall Of Doom|
As Thuvia of Ptarth saw Carthoris depart from the presence of Tario,
leaving her alone with the man, a sudden qualm of terror seized...
| The Battle In The Plain|
The distance from the bottom of the funnel to the floor of the
chamber beneath it could not have been great, for all three of the
| Kar Komak The Bowman|
As Carthoris moved through the forest toward the distant cliffs
with Thuvia's hand still tight pressed in his, he wondered a little
| Green Men And White Apes|
A Torquasian sword smote a glancing blow across the forehead of
Carthoris. He had a fleeting vision of soft arms about his neck,
| To Save Dusar|
Thuvia of Ptarth, battling for more than life against the lust of
Jav, cast a quick glance over her shoulder toward the forest from
| Turjun The Panthan|
The face of Carthoris of Helium gave no token of the emotions that
convulsed him inwardly as he heard from the lips of Hal Vas that
| Kulan Tith's Sacrifice|
The morning of the second day of her incarceration in the east tower
of the palace of Astok, Prince of Dusar, found Thuvia of Ptarth...
| A Glossary Of Names And Terms Used In The Martian Books|
Aaanthor. A dead city of ancient Mars.
Aisle of Hope. An aisle leading to the court-room in Helium.
Apt. An Arctic monster. A...
| On The River Iss|
In the shadows of the forest that flanks the crimson plain by the
side of the Lost Sea of Korus in the Valley Dor, beneath the hurtl...
| Under The Mountains|
As we advanced up the river which winds beneath the Golden Cliffs
out of the bowels of the Mountains of Otz to mingle its dark water...
| The Temple Of The Sun|
There was nothing for it now other than to fight; nor did I have
any advantage as I sprang, sword in hand, into the corridor before
| The Secret Tower|
I have no stomach to narrate the monotonous events of the tedious
days that Woola and I spent ferreting our way across the labyrinth...
| On The Kaolian Road|
If there be a fate that is sometimes cruel to me, there surely is
a kind and merciful Providence which watches over me.
As I topp...
| A Hero In Kaol|
It was daylight when I was awakened by the sound of stealthy movement
As I opened my eyes Woola, too, moved and, coming ...
| New Allies|
Surrounded by guardsmen I marched back along the corridors of the
palace of Kulan Tith, Jeddak of Kaol, to the great audience chambe...
| Through The Carrion Caves|
Straight toward the north, day and night, our destination compass
led us after the fleeing flier upon which it had remained set sinc...
| With The Yellow Men|
Thuvan Dihn was not long in joining me; and, though we found the
hooked weapon a strange and savage thing with which to deal, the
| In Durance|
The public houses of Barsoom, I have found, vary but little. There
is no privacy for other than married couples.
Men without the...
| The Pit Of Plenty|
I did not languish long within the prison of Salensus Oll. During
the short time that I lay there, fettered with chains of gold, I
| The Magnet Switch|
The guardsmen paid not the slightest attention to their wards, for
the red men could not move over two feet from the great rings to
| The Tide Of Battle|
But solan's last loud cry had not been without effect, for a moment
later a dozen guardsmen burst into the chamber, though not befor...
With the realization that Dejah Thoris was no longer within the
throneroom came the belated recollection of the dark face that I had...
| The New Ruler|
The flier upon whose deck Dejah Thoris and I found ourselves after
twelve long years of separation proved entirely useless. Her
| The Last Evolution|
I am the last of my type existing today in all the Solar System. I, too,
am the last existing who, in memory, sees the struggle fo...
| Hard Guy|
He was standing at the side of the glassite super-highway, his arm
half-raised, thumb pointed in the same direction as that of the
| The Perfectionists|
Is there something wrong with you?
Do you fail to fit in with your group?
Nervous, anxious, ill-at-ease? Happy
about it? Luc...
| Figures Don't Lie|
The North Pole! That spot upon earth so environed with trackless fields
of unbroken snow and mountains of ice; with an atmosphere so...
| Two Men Resolve To Go Picnicking|
One afternoon, the Doctor being at leisure, he and Denison talked long
and earnestly of their never-failing theme, the aluminum glob...
| Mrs Jones Offers Some Objections|
But Dr. Jones met great opposition in a quarter that was not so easily
disposed of. He had a wife. Mrs. Jones was a very intelligent...
| Mrs Jones Dictates Terms|
Several months have passed since the meeting recorded in our last
chapter. The enthusiasm of the three men (for Marsh was now a memb...
| The Government Joins The Picnickers|
Not many days later found our friends comfortably located in a hotel in
the national capital. The Doctor was quite well acquainted w...
| Off On A Shoreless Sea|
About the middle of April appeared the following in one of the leading
"Last night our citizens, and a tremendous overflo...
| A Gunpowder Tea-party|
Nothing could be completer nor daintier than the cabin and its
furnishings, divisions, and subdivisions. The rooms of necessity were...
| Relating How The Beautiful Picnic Progressed|
Shortly before six o'clock all arose. The Doctor and his wife, at her
earnest solicitation, ascended to the observatory to witness t...
| In The Heart Of Labrador|
The central room of the cabin was called the 'engine room.' It was
fifteen feet square, with a hole three feet in diameter in one co...
| A Messenger From The Skies|
Mrs. Jones and Mattie had found Jennie to be a lovely, intelligent, and
more than ordinarily educated girl. While unused to society,...
| Is The World Growing Better?|
Before daylight on the following morning they descended to breakfast.
Mrs. Barton had enjoyed a comfortable night, and Dr. Jones exp...
| Greenland's Icy Mountains And The Russian Bear|
Upon the morning of the third day from Constance House the wind shifted
almost due west. Silver Cloud was in latitude 65 deg., longi...
| Beauty And The Beast|
On the following morning all were up early, and enjoyed a long walk
before breakfast in the park. They did not see the Count until b...
| Doctor Jones Commits Treason|
As they met at the breakfast table next morning, they found the Count
joyous and jubilant. Feodora had spent a comparatively comfort...
| A Model Teacher And Ideal Student|
The days and weeks flew swiftly by. The fame of the great air-ship
spread far and wide, and thousands of visitors came to inspect it...
| The Count Steps Over The Line|
The Silver Cloud's crew, if we may so term it, had busied themselves in
various ways, according to their several dispositions and be...
| Farewell To Beauty And The Beast|
The royal patient slept soundly until eight o'clock the following
morning, or six consecutive hours. This was so entirely new and
| Woman Locates The North Pole|
Silver Cloud hastened on with the favoring gale from the balmy South. By
noon the coast of Franz Joseph Land could be seen. They wer...
| The Planting Of The Flagstaff|
The whole of the party now shouted--Sing always excepted. That
individual was strictly attending to his business in the kitchen duri...
| Battle Of Missionary Ridge And Lookout Mountain|
Will had not neglected to take numerous photographs of Summit Island,
the flag and staff; and with his kodak he had stepped outside ...
| Things Material And Spiritual|
The wind continued all night as last noted, and Silver Cloud, without a
tremor or swaying motion of any kind, was scurrying across t...
| Familiar Scenes And Faces|
Silver Cloud was wafted by a gentle breeze to the center of Lower
Michigan. For two or three hours after sunrise there was nearly a ...
| The World At The Feet Of Doctor Jones|
The following morning our friends were up be-times and were soon engaged
in the busiest day of their lives. The wind was still unfav...
| Ho! For The South Pole!|
Silver Cloud, meantime, had been returned to the place of her birth, the
great iron works upon the Potomac river. Another shapely th...
| Alarm Clock|
Most useful high explosives, like ammonium nitrate, are
enormously violent ... once they're triggered. But they will
| Final Weapon|
Man has developed many a deadly
weapon. Today, the weapon most
effective in destroying a man's
hopes and security is the file
The best way to keep a secret is to publish it in a
quite unbelievable form--and insist that it is the truth.
Elwar Forell ...
There are devices a high-level culture could produce that simply
don't belong in the hands of incompetents of lower cultural
| Egocentric Orbit|
It took a long time for human beings
to accept that our little piece of meteoric
rubble wasn't the exact and absolute
center of ...
| The Guardians|
It's not always "The Truth shall set you free!"
Sometimes it's "Want of the Truth shall drive
you to escape!" And that can be dange...
They were languorous, anarchic, shameless
in their pleasures ... were they lower
than man ... or higher?
Over the cabin 'phone, ...
| A Choice Of Miracles|
You're down in the jungle with death staring you in the face. There
is nothing left but prayer. So you ask for your life. But wait! Ar...
| The Universe A Mistake!|
"The Universe is a mistake!"
Thus spake Herbert Brande, a passenger on the Majestic, making for
Queenstown Harbour, one evening e...
| A Strange Experiment|
Soon after my arrival in London, I called on Brande, at the address he
had given me in Brook Street. He received me with the pleasan...
| It Is Good To Be Alive|
Amongst the letters lying on my breakfast-table a few days after the
meeting was one addressed in an unfamiliar hand. The writing wa...
| George Delany Deceased|
"It is a good thing to be alive," Natalie Brande repeated slowly,
gazing, as it were, far off through her half-closed eyelids. Then
| The Murder Club|
"Delany was the last man who quitted us--you see I use your expression
again. I like it," Brande said quietly, watching me as he spo...
| A Telepathic Telegram|
I left the room and hurried outside without any positive plan for my
movements. My brain was in such a whirl I could form no connect...
As to protecting Natalie Brande from her brother and the fanatics with
whom he associated, it was now plain that I was powerless. An...
| The Woking Mystery|
She knew all. Then she was a murderess--or in sympathy with murderers.
My arms fell from her. I drew back shuddering. I dared not lo...
| Cui Bono?|
When I arrived at the Society's rooms on the evening for which I had an
invitation, I found them pleasantly lighted. The various sci...
| Force A Remedy|
"Get me out of this, I am stifled--ill," Miss Metford said, in a low
voice to me.
As we were hurrying from the room, Brande and h...
| Morituri Te Salutant|
We had been sitting on deck chairs smoking and talking for a couple of
hours after the late dinner, which was served as soon as the ...
| No Death Save In Life|
For some days afterwards our voyage was uneventful, and the usual
shipboard amusements were requisitioned to while away the tedious ...
| Miss Metford's Plan|
We coaled at Port Said like any ordinary steamer. Although I had more
than once made the Red Sea voyage, I had never before taken th...
| Rockingham To The Sharks|
At one o'clock in the morning I arose, dressed hurriedly, drew on a pair
of felt slippers, and put a revolver in my pocket. It was t...
| If Not Too Late!|
When I came on deck next morning the coast of Arabia was rising, a thin
thread of hazy blue between the leaden grey of the sea and t...
| L5000 To Detain The Ship|
Brande was asleep when I entered his cabin. His writing-table was
covered with scraps of paper on which he had been scribbling. My n...
| This Earth Shall Die|
My memory does not serve me well in the scenes which immediately
preceded the closing of the drama in which Brande was chief actor. ...
| The Flight|
I led the girls hurriedly to the horses. When they were mounted on the
ponies, I gave the bridle-reins of the bay horse--whose size ...
| The Catastrophe|
The Esmeralda was putting out to sea when I thought of a last
expedient to draw the attention of her captain. Filling my revolver wi...
Taking up my girl's body in my arms, I stumbled over the
wreck-encumbered deck, and bore it to the state-room she had occupied on
| The Coming Of The Light|
The first of the new meteors landed on the earth in November, 1940. It was
discovered by a farmer in his field near Brookline, Massa...
| The Unknown Enemy|
When, in February, 1941, Professor James Newland issued this remarkable
statement, my paper sent me at once to interview him. He was...
| The Landing Of The Invaders|
March 8, 1941, was the date at which Mercury was again to be in inferior
conjunction--at her closest point to the earth since her tr...
| The Meeting|
Professor Newland and his family were living in seclusion in their Florida
home at the time the Mercutian invaders landed in Wyoming...
When I recovered consciousness I found myself lying in the sand with
Mercer sitting beside me. It was still night. The tangled wreck...
The girl stood quiet beside the tree, watching Alan as he tied up his
boat. She continued smiling. Alan stood up and faced her. He w...
| The Mercutian Camp|
As I saw Mercer fall to the floor of the porch a sudden rage swept over
me. I struggled violently with the three men pinning me down...
| The Escape|
The Mercutians all regarded me curiously as we came among them. By the
respect they accorded Tao, and his attitude toward them, I de...
| Futile Attacks|
There seemed to be no pursuit. In a few moments I was clear of the camp
and hidden in the darkness of the desert. I ran perhaps half...
| Miela's Story|
When I reached the little Florida town Alan was there to meet me. He would
have none of my eager questions, but took me at once by l...
| To Save The World|
Two days later Alan and Miela were quietly married in Bay Head. She still
wore the long cloak, and no one could have suspected she w...
| The Landing On Mercury|
(Narrative continued by Alan Newland.)
With hardly more than a perceptible tremor our strange vehicle came to
rest upon the sur...
| The Captive Earth-man|
As we came out of the valley I had my first view of the Great City. It
occupied a huge, mound-shaped circular mountain which rose al...
| The Ruler Of The Light Country|
However pleased the newcomer was to see me, I had no difficulty in
assuring him with equal truth that my feelings matched his. The f...
| The Mountain Conclave|
"It is reasonable," Miela said thoughtfully. "And that our women will help
as you say--of that I am sure."
We were gathered in th...
| The Fire Planet|
I think I should explain now a little about the physical conformation of
Mercury--the "lay of the land," so to speak--in order that ...
| The Fight At The Bayou|
Miela proceeded to explain our plan in detail to these fifteen hundred
enthusiastic allies. It was my idea to build several platform...
There seemed to be five of our captors, all of them as evil-looking men as
I think I have ever seen. They rummaged about the room, e...
| The New Ruler|
The solemn bell continued pealing out its knell; the shouts and tumult
outside were growing louder. Miela spoke hurriedly to the old...
| In The Twilight Country|
Mercer sat on the rear end of the platform and waved good-by vigorously as
he was carried swiftly up and out over the water. Under h...
| Another Light-ray!|
The news that Mercer and Anina had been left in the Twilight Country
completely dumfounded Miela and me. "Something was wrong," Merc...
| The Theft Of The Light-ray|
The touch of soft, cool hands on his face brought Mercer back to sudden
consciousness. He opened his eyes; Anina was sitting beside ...
| The Storm|
On the little stern seat of the boat Mercer and Anina sat side by side,
the girl steering by a small tiller that lay between them. T...
| The Water City|
It had stopped raining; the sky overhead was luminous with diffused
sunlight; the scene that lay before Mercer was plainly visible. ...
| Preparations For War|
The months that followed were the busiest, I think, of my life. I began by
a complete reorganization of this government of which I f...
| The Battle|
We swept out over the Great City, flying in the battle-formation we had
used many times before on our trips about the country. Merce...
| The Siege Of The Lone City|
Our losses totaled nearly a hundred and fifty girls. We brought back with
us on the platforms but six wounded. I shall never forget ...
| The End Of Tao|
The scene of desolation that met us in the Lone City was at once
extraordinary and awesome. It seemed impossible that our rays, acti...
| The Return|
There is but little more to add. With the death of Tao and the changing of
the law concerning the virgins' wings, my mission on Merc...
It seemed Earth was a rich, and undefended planet in a warring,
hating galaxy. Things can be deceptive though; children playing
| Monkey On His Back|
Under the cloud of cast-off identities
lay the shape of another man--
was it himself?
He was walking endlessly...
| Dead World|
Out on the ice-buried planet, Commander Red Stone led his Free
Companions to almost certain death. They died for a dangerous dream
| Elusive Truth|
It was the Chicago Tribune of June 13th, 189-, which contained this
paragraph under the head-line: "Big Broker Missing!"
| Dr Hermann Anderwelt|
I had been busy all day trying to swarm the bees and secure my honey.
The previous day had been February 29th, a date which doesn't ...
| The Gravity Projectile|
Hermann Anderwelt had probably suffered many disappointments and waited
long for a hearing. Now he seemed to feel that his opportuni...
| Structure Of The Projectile|
A few weeks later I received a letter from Dr. Anderwelt asking me to
call at his rooms on the West Side that afternoon, as soon as ...
| What Is On Mars?|
"I only wish you would come along with me," replied the doctor. "I
have no idea what intelligent, educated person I can persuade to
| Final Preparations|
On the tenth day of June, Dr. Anderwelt had written me as follows:
"Please catch the 7.25 train on the Lake Shore for Whiting ...
| Farewell To Earth|
The next day I quietly bought in my wheat, and told Flynn I was thinking
of taking a little vacation. I said I was worn out fighting...
| The Terrors Of Light|
I was weary from the trials of the day on Earth, and fell asleep easily.
It was the red sunlight streaming in at the port-hole that ...
| The Valley Of The Shadow|
"Light! Where have you seen any light?"
"I saw the Earth begin to shine like a New Moon on the eastern edge,
| Tricks Of Refraction|
The doctor figured out that we should be quite insensible to any weight
when we were seventy-five thousand miles from the Earth. At ...
| The Twilight Of Space|
"Shall I come up into your compartment for the operation?" I asked.
"No; for this first time we will pump out my compartment, as I...
| Telling The Time By Geography|
After supper I went up into his compartment, and having arranged the
bulkhead, began the tedious operation at the pump handle. It wa...
| Space Fever|
We counted seven successive returns of the peaks of the Andes, and being
by that time certainly six million miles from the Earth, we...
| The Mystery Of A Minus Weight|
It was the doctor himself who gave the name Space Fever (now so
generally adopted) to the peculiar malady from which he suffered in ...
| Why Mars Gives A Red Light|
Our telescope was now pointed exactly at Mars, and we were observing
every feature as we approached him. Compared with the illuminat...
| The Terror Birds|
"They must have thought the projectile was another chunk fallen from
Phobos!" I exclaimed; "and now they can't make out why it shoul...
| The Armies Of Mars|
As the two returning birds passed the marching soldiers, their riders
evidently delivered some message to the captains, for the sold...
| The Strange Bravery Of Miss Blank|
Telescope, rifles, and shields were tumbled into the projectile
pell-mell, and without stopping to close the port-hole, we steered
| Zaphnath Ruler Of The Kemi|
Two hieroglyph-bearing columns of red sandstone, strong and broad enough
to have supported a Tower of Babel, formed the portals of t...
| The Iron Men From The Blue Star|
Returning from Long Breath, I could not but notice the entire subsidence
of the terror, which had previously been so marked, and the...
| Parallel Planetary Life|
I was sleeping soundly on my deliciously soft heap of downy pillows,
when in the early morning I was awakened by a pounding on the d...
| A Plagiarist Of Dreams|
Being unable to sleep, I arose early to get the refreshment of a morning
walk. I passed quietly through the next room, where the doc...
| Getting Into The Corner|
The doctor's new official position carried with it the use of a
spacious, rambling dwelling, situated just inside the gate where we ...
| Humanity On Ptah|
The magnificent abundance of the seventh great harvest, which ripened
late in the year of our arrival, attracted a multitude of both...
| Revolutionist And Eavesdropper|
In Kem, where agriculture was almost the only occupation, and where the
ox was helpful both in planting and threshing the grain, it ...
| The Doctor Disappears|
Hotep saw that he was ruined, and he went to fall down before Pharaoh
and beg for mercy. The monarch, not having the courage of his ...
| The Revelation Of Hotep|
I was not a little surprised to see that they carried me to the same
ante-room in the palace which I had occupied on coming to Kem. ...
Above him eighty feet of torpid, black water hung like a shroud of
Death, and still he heard his ragged breathing. And something...
| The Radiant Shell|
"And that, gentlemen," said the Secretary of War, "is the situation.
Arvania has stolen the Ziegler plans and formulae. With the...
| The Challenge Of The Mound|
It was a curious, somehow weird-looking thing, that mound. About a yard
in height and three and a half in diameter, it squatted in t...
| The Pact|
"What are we going to do to-night?" asked Jim.
Dennis looked quizzically at his big friend. Jim was pacing restlessly
up and down...
| Ant-sized Men|
Next morning, at scarcely more than daybreak, Jim and Denny stood,
stripped and ready for the dread experiment, beside Matthew Breen...
| The Raid|
Bewilderedly, they looked around them.
Ahead of them, barely to be seen for the trunks of giant trees
intervening, was a smoothly...
On along the tunnel they went. And as they progressed, Dennis got the
answer to something that had troubled him a great deal before ...
| In The Food Room|
Restlessly, Jim paced back and forth in the narrow dank cell. At the
doorway the two guards opened and closed their jaws, regularly,...
| Clinging Brown Stuff|
Bemused, appalled, the two gazed at this almost disembodied brain that
held them captive. It continued to come steadily toward them,...
| The Coming Of The Soldiers|
For a moment Jim was handicapped in fleetness and agility by the fact
that his arms were hampered. But the two hideous guards, thoug...
| The Cannibalistic Orgy|
At first Jim and Dennis could only comprehend the numbers of the
foe--could only grip their bars and resolve to die as expensively a...
| The Termite Queen|
The slope of the upward-leading tunnels had become less noticeable, from
which fact the two men reasoned hopefully that they were ne...
| Back To Normal|
"I think," said Jim, loading his pipe, "that now I really will settle
down. No other adventures could seem like much after the one"-...
| The Circuit Riders|
On the Board,
they were just little
lights that glowed.
But out there
in the night of the
| The Gift Bearer|
By CHARLES L. FONTENAY
This could well have been Montcalm's greatest opportunity;
a chance to bring mankind priceless gifts fro...
| The Jupiter Weapon|
He was a living weapon of
powerful, utterly invulnerable.
There was only one
| A Transmutation Of Muddles|
An experienced horse-trader, bargain-haggler,
and general swapper has a very special talent for
turning two headaches into one aspiri...
| The Eternal Wall|
A scream of brakes, the splash
into icy waters, a long descent
into alkaline depths ... it was
death. But Ned Vince lived
| After A Few Words |
This is a science-fiction story. History is a science; the other
part is, as all Americans know, the most fictional fi...
| But I Don't Think|
As every thinking man knows, every slave always yearns for the freedom
his master denies him...
"But, gentlemen," ...
| By Proxy|
By DAVID GORDON
It's been said that the act of
creation is a solitary thing--that
teams never create; only individuals.
| Card Trick|
The game was stud. There were seven at the table, which makes for
good poker. Outside of Nick, who...
| Cum Grano Salis|
Just because a man can do something others can't does not,
unfortunately, mean he knows how to do it. One man could eat the
| Damned If You Don't|
You can and you can't;
You will and you won't.
You'll be damn'd if you do;
You'll be damn'...
| Dead Giveaway|
Logic's a wonderful thing; by logical analysis, one can determine the
necessary reason for the existence of a dead city of a very hi...
| The Destroyers|
Anketam stretched his arms out as though he were trying to embrace the
whole world. He pushed himself up on his tiptoes, arched ...
| Hail To The Chief|
The tumult in Convention Hall was a hurricane of sound that lashed at a
sea of human beings that surged and eddied around the broa...
| Heist Job On Thizar|
In the future, we may discover new planets; our ships
may rocket to new worlds; robots may be smarter than
people. But we'll still ha...
| The Highest Treason|
| The Prisoner|
The two rooms were not luxurious, but MacMaine hadn't expected that
they would be. The walls were a flat metallic gray, unadorned an...
| The Decision|
Colonel Sebastian MacMaine didn't feel, that morning, as though this
day were different from any other. The sun, faintly veiled by a...
| The Escape|
"Are you sure you understand, Tallis?" MacMaine asked in Kerothic.
The alien general nodded emphatically. "Perfectly. Your Kerothi...
| The Traitor|
Convincing the Kerothi that he was in earnest was more difficult than
MacMaine had at first supposed. He had done his best, and now,...
| The Strategy|
General Sebastian MacMaine, sometime Colonel of Earth's Space Force,
and presently a General of the Kerothi Fleet, looked at the arr...
| The Results|
"I don't understand it," said General Polan Tallis worriedly. "Where
are they coming from? How are they doing it? What's happened?"
| The Reason|
"Let me ask you one thing, Tallis," MacMaine said. "Would you do
anything in your power to save Keroth from destruction? Anything, n...
| -and Epilogue|
"Hold it!" The voice bellowed thunderingly from the loud-speakers of
the six Earth ships that had boxed in the derelict. "Hold it! Don...
| In Case Of Fire|
There are times when a broken tool is better
than a sound one, or a twisted personality
more useful than a whole one. For instance,...
| The Judas Valley|
Why did everybody step off the ship in this strange valley
and promptly drop dead? How could a well-equipped corps of
| Hated Mars|
"I want you to put me in prison!" the big, hairy man said in a trembling
He was addressing his re...
| The Measure Of A Man|
What is desirable is not always necessary, while that which is
necessary may be most undesirable. Perhaps the me...
| The Penal Cluster|
Tomorrow's technocracy will
produce more and more things
for better living. It will
produce other things, also;
among them, cr...
| A Spaceship Named Mcguire|
The basic trouble with McGuire was that, though "he" was a
robot spaceship, nevertheless "he" had a definite weakness
| A Spaceship Named Mcguire|
The basic trouble with McGuire was that, though "he" was a
robot spaceship, nevertheless "he" had a definite weakness
If it "takes a thief to catch a thief" ... what does it take to
catch a psi-gifted thief?
What do you ha...
| What The Left Hand Was Doing|
There is no lie so totally convincing as something the other
fellow already knows-for-sure is the truth. And no cover-story so
| Master Of None|
The advantages of specialization are so obvious that, today, we
don't even know how to recognize a competent syncretist!
| The Nothing Equation|
The cruiser vanished back into hyperspace and he was alone in the
observation bubble, ten thousand light-years beyond the galaxy's
| The Golden Judge|
A suggestion and a highly intriguing one--on how to settle the problems
that involve face-saving among nations!
UNITED NATIONS, N...
| The Gallery|
Aunt Matilda needed him
desperately, but when he
arrived she did not want
him and neither did anyone
else in his home to...
If Nature suddenly began to behave differently, what we consider
obvious and elementary today might become--unthinkable....
| A World Called Crimson|
When the starship Star of Fire collided with a meteor swarm six
parsecs stellar north of the galactic hub in the year A.D. 2278, i...
| Prologue A Race For A Woman|
In Clifden, the chief coast town of Connemara, there is a house at the
end of a triangle which the two streets of the town form, the...
| A Momentous Experiment|
On the first day of July, 1908, a scene which was destined to become
historic took place in the great Lecture Theatre in the Imperia...
| Norah's Good-bye|
The scene had shifted back from the royal city of Potsdam to the little
coast town in Connemara. John Castellan was sitting on a cor...
| Seen Under The Moon|
It was a few minutes after four bells on a grey morning in November 1909
that Lieutenant-Commander Francis Erskine, in command of hi...
| The Shadow Of The Terror|
By a curious coincidence which, as events proved, was to have some
serious consequences, almost at the same moment that Commander Er...
| A Glimpse Of The Doom|
After dinner Lennard excused himself, saying that he wanted to make a
few more calculations; and then he got outside and lit his pip...
| The Note Of War|
The Official Gazette, published November the 25th, 1909, contained the
"Naval Promotions. Lieute...
The events of that memorable night formed a most emphatic contradiction
to the prophecy in Macaulay's "Armada":
| First Blood|
When they got to the end of the Railway Pier where the pinnace was lying
panting and puffing, a Flag-Lieutenant touched his cap to E...
| The Flying Fish Appears|
A huge, black shape loomed up into the moonlight. As she came nearer
Lennard could see that the vessel carried a big mast forward wi...
| First Blows From The Air|
The Flying Fish, the prototype of the extraordinary craft which played
such a terrible part in the invasion of England, was a magnif...
| The Tragedy Of The Two Squadrons|
It takes a good deal to shake the nerves of British naval officer or
seaman, but those on board the ships of the Spithead Squadron w...
| How London Took The News|
The awaking of England on the morning of the twenty-sixth of November
was like the awaking of a man from a nightmare. Everyone who s...
| A Crime And A Mistake|
When the destruction of the forts and the sinking of the battleships at
Portsmouth had been accomplished, John Castellan made about ...
| The Eve Of Battle|
In twenty minutes the Ithuriel ran alongside the Britain, which was
one of the five most formidable battleships in existence. For fi...
| The Strife Of Giants|
As it happened, it was a fine, cold wintry day that dawned as the two
great fleets drew towards each other. As Denis Castellan said,...
| How The French Landed At Portsmouth|
All the ships able to take their place in the fighting-line were left
outside. The French prisoners were disembarked and their place...
| Away From The Warpath|
When Lennard entered the little drawing-room in the house in Westbourne
Terrace, where Norah Castellan and her aunt were staying, he...
| A Glimpse Of The Peril|
The morning was spent in a general overhaul of the observatory and the
laboratory in which Lennard had discovered and perfected the ...
| A Change Of Scene|
The Ithuriel had orders to call at Folkestone and Dover in order to
report the actual state of affairs there to the Commander-in-Chi...
| The Night Of Terror Begins |
Denis Castellan had put the situation tersely, but with a considerable
amount of accuracy. Earth and sea and sky were ablaze with sw...
| And Ends|
The defenders of Dover, terribly as they had suffered, and hopeless as
the defence really now seemed to be, were still not a little ...
About eight o'clock, as the half-wrecked victors and vanquished were
slowly struggling into the half-ruined harbour, five winged sha...
| The Other Campaign Begins|
It was on the day following the destruction of Dover that the news of
the actual landing of the French and German forces had really ...
| Tom Bowcock Pitman|
Lennard found himself standing outside the Trinity Street Station at
Bolton a few minutes after six that evening.
Of course it wa...
| Preparing For Action|
The next day was a busy one, not only for Lennard himself but for others
whose help he had come to enlist in the working out of the ...
| The First Bombardment Of London|
When Lennard got out of the train at St Pancras that evening, he found
such a sight as until a day or so ago no Londoner had ever dr...
| Lennard's Ultimatum|
Within five minutes they were seated in the big Napier, with ninety
horse-power under them, and a possibility of eighty miles an hou...
| Concerning Astronomy And Oysters|
In spite of the bold front that he had assumed during the interview, the
strain, not exactly of superstition but rather of supernatu...
| The Lion Wakes|
At daybreak on the nineteenth, to the utter amazement of everyone who
was not "in the know," the Imperial yacht, Hohenzollern, was f...
| Mr Parmenter Says|
Happily for the defenders of Britain the fleet of aerial submarines,
from which so much had been expected for offensive purposes dur...
| John Castellan's Threat|
Lennard's first feelings after the receipt of Mr Parmenter's cablegram,
and the casting of the vast mass of metal which was to form ...
| A Vigil In The Night|
Although Lennard had always recognised the possibility of such a
catastrophe as that which John Castellan threatened, and had even t...
| Mr Parmenter Returns|
Just at the north of the summit on the top of which the observatory was
built there was an oval valley, or perhaps it might be bette...
| The Auriole|
"All aboard, I think, Captain Roker," said Mr Parmenter, as he walked
last to the top of the gangway ladder, and stood square-footed...
| The Auriole Hoists The White Ensign|
Rather to Mr Parmenter's surprise his first interview "with a real king"
was rather like other business interviews that he had had; ...
| A Parley At Aldershot|
Lord Kitchener had probably never had so bitter an experience as he had
when the Auriole began to slow down over the plain of Alders...
| The Verdict Of Science|
Although the Tsar had made trips with John Castellan in the Flying
Fish, he had never had quite such an aerial experience as his tri...
| Waiting For Doom|
This was the all-important news which the inhabitants of every town
which possessed a well-informed newspaper read the next morning....
| The Last Fight|
It so happened that on the first night the German Emperor saw the comet
without the aid of a telescope he was attacked by one of tho...
| Arbuthnot Describes Himself|
I suppose that I, Humphrey Arbuthnot, should begin this history in
which Destiny has caused me to play so prominent a part, with som...
| Bastin And Bickley|
Behold me once more a man without an occupation, but now the possessor
of about L900,000. It was a very considerable fortune, if not...
Now what Bastin had said about marriage stuck in my mind as his
blundering remarks had a way of doing, perhaps because of the grain
| Death And Departure|
Now I must tell of my own terrible sorrow, which turned my life to
bitterness and my hopes to ashes.
Never were a man and a woman...
| The Cyclone|
We enjoyed our voyage exceedingly. In Egypt, a land I was glad to
revisit, we only stopped a week while the Star of the South, which...
At last the electric light really went out. I had looked at my watch
just before this happened and wound it up, which, Bickley remar...
| The Orofenans|
To our shame we had a very pleasant supper that night off the grilled
fish, which was excellent, and some tinned meat. I say to our ...
| Bastin Attempts The Martyr's Crown|
That carved stone and the marble hand took a great hold of my
imagination. What did they mean? How could they have come to the botto...
| The Island In The Lake|
We made the canoe fast and landed on the great rock, to perceive that it
was really a peninsula. That is to say, it was joined to th...
| The Dwellers In The Tomb|
By now it was drawing towards sunset, so we made such preparations as we
could for the night. One of these was to collect dry driftw...
We reached the sepulchre without stopping to look at the parked machines
or even the marvelous statue that stood above it, for what ...
| Two Hundred And Fifty Thousand Years!|
"You seem to have made the best of your time, old fellow," said Bickley
in rather a sour voice.
"I never knew people begin to cal...
| Oro Speaks And Bastin Argues|
The reader of what I have written, should there ever be such a person,
may find the record marvelous, and therefore rashly conclude ...
| The Under-world|
That night we slept well and without fear, being quite certain that
after their previous experience the Orofenans would make no furt...
| Oro In His House|
We climbed on to the dais by some marble steps, and sat ourselves down
in four curious chairs of metal that were more or less copied...
| Visions Of The Past|
She led us to the back of the statue and pointed to each of us where
we should remain. Then she took her place at right angles to us...
| Yva Explains|
When I reached the rock I was pleased to find Marama and about twenty
of his people engaged in erecting the house that we had ordere...
| The Accident|
Bickley did return, having recovered his temper, since after all it was
impossible for anyone to remain angry with the Lady Yva for ...
| The Proposals Of Bastin And Bickley|
So far as my body was concerned I grew well with great rapidity, though
it was long before I got back my strength. Thus I could not ...
| Oro And Arbuthnot Travel By Night|
As time went on, Oro began to visit me more and more frequently, till at
last scarcely a night went by that he did not appear myster...
| Love's Eternal Altar|
Now of all these happenings I said very little to Bastin and Bickley.
The former would not have understood them, and the latter attr...
| The Command|
I think that both Bastin and Bickley, by instinct as it were, knew what
had passed between Yva and myself and that she had promised ...
| In The Temple Of Fate|
Yva glanced at me, and in her eyes I read tenderness and solicitude,
also something of inquiry. It seemed to me as though she were w...
| The Chariot Of The Pit|
Oro came and of necessity alone. Yet there was that in his air as he
advanced into the temple, which suggested a monarch surrounded ...
"The air in this place must be charged with some form of electricity,
but the odd thing is that it does not seem to harm us," said B...
I lay still a while, on my back as I had fallen, and beneath the
shield-like defence which Yva had given to me. Notwithstanding the
| Bastin Discovers A Resemblance|
There is little more to tell.
Shortly after our return Bickley, like a patriotic Englishman,
volunteered for service at the front...
| A Scientist Rises|
"The face of the giant was indeed that of a god...."
On that summer day the sky over New York was unflecked by clouds, and...
| The Stars My Brothers|
He was afraid--not of the present or the future,
but of the past. He was afraid of the thing
tagged Reed Kieran, that stiff bl...
| The Undersea Tube|
If my friend the engineer had not told me the Tube was dangerous, I
would not have bought a ticket on that fatal night, and the wo...
| The Repairman|
Being an interstellar trouble shooter wouldn't be so bad ... if I
could shoot the trouble!
The Old Man had that look of...
| Toy Shop|
Because there were few adults in the crowd, and Colonel "Biff" Hawton
stood over six feet tall, he could see every detail of the
| Operation Haystack|
It's hard to ferret out a gang of fanatics; it would, obviously, be
even harder to spot a genetic line of dedicated men. But the p...
| The Finding Of The Manuscript|
Right away in the west of Ireland lies a tiny hamlet called Kraighten.
It is situated, alone, at the base of a low hill. Far around th...
| The Plain Of Silence|
I am an old man. I live here in this ancient house, surrounded by huge,
The peasantry, who inhabit the wilderness ...
| The House In The Arena|
And so, after a time, I came to the mountains. Then, the course of my
journey was altered, and I began to move along their bases, unti...
| The Earth|
Thus I was, and only the memory that I had lived through the dark, once
before, served to sustain my thoughts. A great time passed--ag...
| The Thing In The Pit|
This house is, as I have said before, surrounded by a huge estate, and
wild and uncultivated gardens.
Away at the back, distant som...
| The Swine-things|
It was evening, a week later. My sister sat in the garden, knitting. I
was walking up and down, reading. My gun leant up against the w...
| The Attack|
I spent some time, puzzling how to strengthen the study door. Finally,
I went down to the kitchen, and with some trouble, brought up s...
| After The Attack|
It was now about three a.m., and, presently, the Eastern sky began to
pale with the coming of dawn. Gradually, the day came, and, by i...
| In The Cellars|
At last, what with being tired and cold, and the uneasiness that
possessed me, I resolved to take a walk through the house; first call...
| The Time Of Waiting|
The sun was now warm, and shining brightly, forming a wondrous contrast
to the dark and dismal cellars; and it was with comparatively ...
| The Searching Of The Gardens|
How slowly the time went; and never a thing to indicate that any of the
brutes still infested the gardens.
It was on the ninth day ...
| The Subterranean Pit|
Another week came and went, during which I spent a great deal of my time
about the Pit mouth. I had come to the conclusion a few days ...
| The Trap In The Great Cellar|
I suppose I must have swooned; for, the next thing I remember, I opened
my eyes, and all was dusk. I was lying on my back, with one le...
| The Sea Of Sleep|
For a considerable period after the last incident which I have narrated
in my diary, I had serious thoughts of leaving this house, and...
| The Noise In The Night|
And now, I come to the strangest of all the strange happenings that
have befallen me in this house of mysteries. It occurred quite
| The Awakening|
I awoke, with a start. For a moment, I wondered where I was. Then
memory came to me....
The room was still lit with that strange li...
| The Slowing Rotation|
It might have been a million years later, that I perceived, beyond
possibility of doubt, that the fiery sheet that lit the world, was
| The Green Star|
The world was held in a savage gloom--cold and intolerable. Outside,
all was quiet--quiet! From the dark room behind me, came the occa...
| The End Of The Solar System|
From the abutment, where once had been the windows, through which I had
watched that first, fatal dawn, I could see that the sun was h...
| The Celestial Globes|
For a while, many thoughts crowded my mind, so that I was unable to do
aught, save stare, blindly, before me. I seemed whelmed in a se...
| The Dark Sun|
How long our souls lay in the arms of joy, I cannot say; but, all at
once, I was waked from my happiness, by a diminution of the pale ...
| The Dark Nebula|
Years melted into the past, centuries, aeons. The light of the
incandescent star, sank to a furious red.
It was later, that I saw t...
I was seated in my chair, back again in this old study. My glance
wandered 'round the room. For a minute, it had a strange, quivery
| The Footsteps In The Garden|
Pepper is dead! Even now, at times, I seem scarcely able to realize
that this is so. It is many weeks, since I came back from that str...
| The Thing From The Arena|
This morning, early, I went through the gardens; but found everything
as usual. Near the door, I examined the path, for footprints; ye...
| The Luminous Speck|
I awake suddenly. It is still dark. I turn over, once or twice, in my
endeavors to sleep again; but I cannot sleep. My head is aching,...
I put down the Manuscript, and glanced across at Tonnison: he was
sitting, staring out into the dark. I waited a minute; then I spoke....
| Advanced Chemistry|
There is a lot of entertainment and also a great
deal of truth in this story. We recommend it highly.
Professor Carbonic was ...
| Tight Squeeze|
He knew the theory of repairing the gizmo all right. He had that
nicely taped. But there was the litt...
She was a young, enthusiastic worker for the Welfare Department.
She liked helping people ... only she really-but-good h...
| Get Out Of Our Skies!|
On the first cloudy day in November, Tom Blacker, the shining light of
Ostreich and Company, Public Relations Counsellors, pla...
| The Great Forest|
The old men say their fathers told them that soon after the fields were
left to themselves a change began to be visible. It became g...
| Wild Animals|
When the ancients departed, great numbers of their cattle perished. It
was not so much the want of food as the inability to endure e...
| Men Of The Woods|
So far as this, all that I have stated has been clear, and there can be
no doubt that what has been thus handed down from mouth to m...
| The Invaders|
Those who live by agriculture or in towns, and are descended from the
remnant of the ancients, are divided, as I have previously sai...
| The Lake|
There now only remains the geography of our country to be treated of
before the history is commenced. Now the most striking differen...
| Sir Felix|
On a bright May morning, the sunlight, at five o'clock, was pouring into
a room which face the east at the ancestral home of the Aqu...
| The House Of Aquila|
Presently there came the sound of a creaking axle, which grew louder and
louder as the waggon drew nearer, till it approached a shri...
| The Stockade|
When Oliver and Felix started, they left Philip, the third and youngest
of the three brothers, still at breakfast. They turned to th...
| The Canoe|
Felix had scarcely worked half an hour before Oliver returned and threw
himself on the ground at full length. He had wearied of fish...
| Baron Aquila|
Felix's own position was bitter in the extreme. He felt he had talent.
He loved deeply, he knew that he was in turn as deeply belove...
| The Forest Track|
When the canoe was finished, Oliver came to help Felix launch it, and
they rolled it on logs down to the place where the stream form...
| The Forest Track Continued|
Once as they trotted by a pheasant rose screaming from the furze and
flew before them down the track. Just afterwards Felix, who had...
| Thyma Castle|
Soon afterwards the hollow sound of the warden's horn, from the watch
over the gate of the wall, proclaimed the hour of noon, and th...
Felix was now outside the town and alone in the meadow which bordered
the stream; he knelt, and drank from it with the hollow of his...
| The Feast|
At ten in the morning next day the feast began with a drama from
Sophocles, which was performed in the open air. The theatre was in ...
Felix fell on the seat beside her, burying his face in the folds of her
dress; he sobbed, not with tears, but choking passion. She h...
| Night In The Forest|
At first Felix rode quickly, but his horse stumbling, though accustomed
to the woods, warned him to be more careful. The passage of ...
| Sailing Away|
But the next morning Felix arose straight from his sleep resolved to
carry out his plan. Without staying to think a moment, without ...
| The Straits|
The passage contracted there to little over half a mile, but these
narrows did not continue far; the shores, having approached thus ...
| Sailing Onwards|
When Felix awoke, he knew at once by the height of the sun that the
morning was far advanced. Throwing off his cloak, he stood up, b...
| The City|
Slowly descending towards the city, Felix looked in vain for any means
of crossing the channel or creek, which extended upon the sid...
| The Camp|
Felix walked steadily on for nearly three hours, when the rough track,
the dust, and heat began to tell upon him, and he sat down be...
| The King's Levy|
The king's booth stood apart from the rest; it was not much larger, but
properly thatched with straw, and the wide doorway hung with...
Twice Felix saw the king. Once there was a review of the horse outside
the camp, and Felix, having to attend with his master's third...
| In Danger|
Hope died within Felix when he thus suddenly found himself so near the
executioner. He had known so many butchered without cause, th...
| A Voyage|
The sun was up when Felix awoke, and as he raised himself the beauty of
the Lake before him filled him with pleasure. By the shore i...
This little circumstance of the mallards always flying over him and away
behind, when flushed, presently made Felix speculate on the...
| Strange Things|
The thought struck Felix that perhaps he might find a spring somewhere
in the island, and he started at once up over the hill. At th...
| Fiery Vapours|
Felix tried to run, but his feet would not rise from the ground; his
limbs were numb as in a nightmare; he could not get there. His ...
| The Shepherds|
For four days Felix remained on the island recovering his strength. By
degrees the memory of the scenes he had witnessed grew less v...
| Bow And Arrow|
Three mornings the shepherds marched in the same manner, when they came
in view of a range of hills so high that to Felix they appea...
Felix was now anxious to continue his journey, yet he did not like to
leave the shepherds, with whom his life was so pleasant. As us...
| For Aurora|
Felix now began to find out for himself the ancient truth, that
difficulties always confront man. Success only changes them, and
| The Jameson Satellite|
| Prologue The Rocket Satellite|
In the depths of space, some twenty thousand miles from the earth, the
body of Professor Jameson within its rocket container cruised...
| 40000000 Years After|
Entering within the boundaries of the solar system, a long, dark,
pointed craft sped across the realms of space towards the tiny poi...
| The Mysterious Space Craft|
The machine men made way for their leader, 25X-987, who regarded the
space craft ahead of them critically.
"Have you tried commun...
| Recalled To Life|
As Professor Jameson came to, he became aware of a strange feeling. He
was sick. The doctors had not expected him to live; they had ...
| The Dying World|
"And now tell us of yourself," said 25X-987, "and about your world."
Professor Jameson, noted in college as a lecturer of no mean ...
| Eternity Or Death|
He was well in the center of the cavity when the soft ground beneath him
gave way suddenly and he catapulted below into the darkness...
| The Memory Of Mars|
A reporter should be objective even about a hospital. It's his business
to stir others' emotions and not let his own be stirred. B...
| The Untouchable|
"You can see it--you can watch it--but mustn't touch!" And what could
possibly be more frustrating ... when you need, most violently...
| The First One|
The first man to return from beyond the Great Frontier may be
welcomed ... but will it be as a curiosity, rather th...
| John Jones's Dollar|
Take a board with 64 squares on it. Put a grain of wheat on the
first square--two on the second--four on the third. Keep d...
If you let a man learn, and study, and work--and clamp
a lid on so that nothing he takes into his mind can be
| All Day September|
Some men just haven't got good sense. They just can't seem to
learn the most fundamental things. Like wh...
| We Didn't Do Anything Wrong Hardly|
After all--they only borrowed it a little while, just to fix it--
I mean, it isn't like we swiped anythin...
| Blind Man's Lantern|
Walking home in the dark from an evening spent in mischief, a
young man spied coming toward him down the road a person w...
| The Great Potlatch Riots|
Oh, leave it to the bureaucrats and
they'll figure out new ways to make
you buy more and more.... But there
was only one way ...
| It Could Be Anything|
Keith Laumer, well-known for his tales of adventure
and action, shows us a different side of his talent
in this original, exciti...
| Junior Achievement|
"What would you think," I asked Marjorie over supper, "if I should
undertake to lead a junior achievement group this summer?"
| The Aliens|
The human race was expanding through the galaxy ... and so, they
knew, were the Aliens. When two expanding empires meet ...
| The Ambulance Made Two Trips|
If you should set a thief to catch a thief, what does it take to
stop a racketeer...?
| The Machine That Saved The World|
They were broadcasts from nowhere--sinister emanations flooding in from
space--smashing any receiver that picked them up. What def...
| A Romance!|
IT is a curious story, full of exciting adventures, extraordinary
discoveries, and mysteries amazing.
Strange, too, that I, Richa...
| Omar's Slave|
OMAR had been at Trigger's a little over two years when a strange
incident occurred. We were then both aged about sixteen, he a few ...
| Outward Bound|
HOW, trembling lest we should be discovered, we left Eastbourne by train
two hours later--Kouaga joining the train at Polegate so as...
| A Strange Promise|
BY the light of the flambeaux the sleek, black, oily-looking natives
managed their clumsy craft, which, dipping suddenly now and the...
| The Giant's Finger|
FOR quite three weeks we pushed forward through the interminable forest
until one day we came to a small village beyond which lay a ...
| The Royal Jujus|
ON the fifth day after we had left our canoes the Grand Vizier of Mo had
gone far forward along the line of carriers to speak with t...
| Samory's Stronghold|
THROUGH dense dark forests and over great open grass-lands, passing
several villages, we were carried forward many days, still bound...
| The Secret Of The Queen|
AS we were led forward to the space in front of the divan all eyes were
directed towards us. The glitter and pomp of the merciless s...
| Condemned To The Torture|
EAGER to witness the agony of the son of the powerful Naya of Mo, the
crowd of evil-faced men in silken robes who surrounded their b...
IN darkness and anxiety I remained alone for many days in the foul
subterranean prison. Had the fiendish tortures been repeated upon...
| The Human Sacrifice|
KUMASSI, the capital of the Ashanti kingdom, was, we found, full of
curious contrasts. We approached it through dense high elephant ...
| In The Sacred Grove|
ONE by one the slaves of the gang in which we had travelled were dragged
forward, held over the execution bowl and sent as messenger...
| The Way Of The Thousand Steps|
TO describe in detail our long toilsome journey and the terrible
hardships we suffered during the next two months is unnecessary. Su...
WHEN we had been several hours upon our hot, tedious journey there arose
a quarrel out of a practical joke played by one native upon...
| A Natural Grave|
THE single shot from our opponents was quickly replied to by myself and
my companions, and we had the satisfaction of seeing half-a-...
| Words Of Fire|
RAISING our eyes from the straight narrow path whereon we set our feet in
the footprints of those before us, we halted and looked ea...
| A Salute Of Bullets|
THE low booming was, however, not repeated, and by this my companion
apparently became reassured, for shortly afterwards he threw hi...
| The Mysterious Realm|
SO unsteady was the ladder, straining and springing at every step I took,
that I was compelled to grip its wet cords with all the st...
| The City In The Clouds|
"THERE is a strange story connected with this place known to us as
Zomara's Wrath," Omar said, when together we turned away and moun...
| The Great White Queen|
GAINING the summit and entering the ponderous gate closely behind old
Babila, I was amazed at the bewildering aspect of the gigantic...
| A Figure In The Shadow|
AN hour after sundown I was seated with Omar and Kona on a mat in the
courtyard of a house not far from the gates of the palace, whe...
| To The Unknown|
WHEN, with elaborate genuflections and vows of allegiance, the governors
of the six principal provinces of the mystic Kingdom had ta...
| Under The Vampire's Wing|
WHEN our dazzled gaze grew accustomed to the garish blaze of lights we
found ourselves standing in an enormous cavern.
Around us ...
| The Flaming Mouth|
WE stood rooted to the spot. The hideous colossus, the intensely white
light streaming from its gigantic eyes, seemed to tower above...
AFTER brief consultation it was deemed insecure for us to return to
Goliba's house, as search would undoubtedly be made for us there...
| The First Blow|
LEAVING the store of arms we returned to Goliba's house; not by the high
road, but by little winding lanes with tunnel-like passages...
| By The Naya's Orders|
A SHORT time only did we remain in doubt as to the intention of the
populace. The suppressed excitement found vent even before the c...
| The Fight For The Emerald Throne|
THROWN into utter confusion by the great press of people well armed and
determined, the soldiers, who had fought so desperately, and...
| A Mystery|
FROM the glittering Hall of Audience a forward movement was soon made to
the inner rooms that formed the private apartments of the N...
| Treasure And Treason|
AT Omar's request a few days later I accompanied him alone through a
private exit of the palace, and ere long we found ourselves unn...
| A Spy's Startling Story|
WE remained fully two hours in the noisome Treasure-chamber of the
Sanoms, the early history of which was lost in the mist of legend...
TWELVE days later I found myself accompanying Kona who, at the head of a
great force of over eighteen thousand men, was crossing the...
| The Harem Slave|
A DOZEN times were we driven back by overwhelming numbers of Arabs, but
as many times we dashed forward again, determined to strike ...
| Liola's Discovery|
WITH a sudden bound I left Liola's side and sprang upon the leader of our
enemies, clutching him fiercely by the throat and shouting...
| Into The Mist|
OUR troops had, we found, withdrawn from the burning city and were
encamped about a mile away, taking a well-earned rest, and watchi...
| Beside Still Waters|
The youth in the multi-coloured blazer laughed.
"You'd have to come and be a nurse," he suggested.
"Oh, I'd go as a drummer-boy...
| The Man Going North|
We "made" Richmond about half-past eleven, and completed the necessary
arrangements for the housing of the boats and the disposal of...
| Mainly About Myra|
The train slowed down into Mallaig station. I thrilled with
anticipation, for now I had only the journey on the boat, and Myra
| The Black Blow|
"Oh, Ronnie, darling," Myra asked, in a pitiful voice that went to my
heart. "What can it mean? I--I--I can't see--anything at all."...
| Is More Mysterious|
I sat and stared at the old man in astonishment. Obviously he was
fully convinced that he was giving me an accurate account of what
| Contains A Further Enigma|
Back again at King's Cross. I seemed to have been travelling on the
line all my life. Myra turned to Dennis to say good-bye.
| The Chemist's Rock|
By the time we gave up our hunt for Sholto that night and saw
Hilderman into the Baltimore II. at the landing-stage, the harvest
| Mists Of Uncertainty|
When we got back to the house we found Myra and her father--not
unnaturally--wondering what had become of us.
"What have you been...
| The Mystery Of Sholto|
We discussed our discovery pretty thoroughly on the way back to the
house, and both agreed that it left no doubt upon one aspect of ...
| The Secret Of The Rock|
We made exhaustive inquiries everywhere, but no one had seen a yacht
anchored or otherwise resting off the point the previous night....
| How The Unexpected Happened|
When I came to myself I was lying with my head pillowed on Garnesk's
arm. My coat and collar were on the ground beside me, and my he...
| Who Is Hilderman?|
I must admit that I was so delighted to find that Myra had recovered
her sight that I very nearly made what might have been a very s...
| The Red-haired Man|
"I'll send the glasses at once," said Garnesk, as the train steamed
out of the station. Dennis and I stood on the platform and watch...
| A Further Mystery|
"Well," said Hilderman, as we caught them up, "what about lunch? After
his journey I daresay Mr. Burnham has an appetite, not to men...
| Concerns An Illustrated Paper|
The river had disappeared!
In front of us was a great green wall of solid rock, which seemed to
tower into the sky above us, and ...
| Discloses Certain Facts|
"There's no doubt about it," I remarked as soon as we had partially
recovered from our surprise. "That's Fuller right enough."
| Some Grave Fears|
And now, as the reader will readily understand, I must continue the
story as it was afterwards related to me.
Myra, the General, ...
| The Truth Revealed|
I will here resume my own narrative.
When I came to myself I was dazed and aching, but, so far as I could
discover, there were no...
| The Seance|
On a march evening, at eight o'clock, Backhouse, the medium--a
fast-rising star in the psychic world--was ushered into the study
| In The Street|
The three men gathered in the street outside the house. The night was
slightly frosty, but particularly clear, with an east wind blowi...
A couple of days later, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Maskull and
Nightspore arrived at Starkness Observatory, having covered the s...
| The Voice|
It was by this time past three o'clock. Feeling hungry, for they had
eaten nothing since early morning, Maskull went downstairs to for...
| The Night Of Departure|
When they returned to the house, the windows were all in darkness and
the door was ajar, just as they had left it; Krag presumably was...
IT WAS DENSE NIGHT when Maskull awoke from his profound sleep. A wind
was blowing against him, gentle but wall-like, such as he had ne...
The husband got up to meet his wife and their guest. He was clothed in
white. He had a beardless face, with breve and poigns. His skin...
| The Lusion Plain|
Maskull awoke before the others. He got up, stretched himself, and
walked out into the sunlight. Branchspell was already declining. He...
Maskull's second day on Tormance dawned. Branchspell was already above
the horizon when he awoke. He was instantly aware that his orga...
Oceaxe sat down carelessly on the couch of mosses, and began eating the
"You see, you had to kill him, Maskull," she said, i...
| On Disscourn|
BY THE TIME that they regained the mouth of the cavern, Blodsombre was
at its height. In front of them the scenery sloped downward--a ...
Maskull found that his new organs had no independent function of their
own, but only intensified and altered his other senses. When he...
| The Wombflash Forest|
He awoke to his third day on Tormance. His limbs ached. He lay on his
side, looking stupidly at his surroundings. The forest was like ...
The morning slowly passed. Maskull made some convulsive movements, and
opened his eyes. He sat up, blinking. All was night-like and si...
| Swalone's Island|
When he awoke, the day was not so bright, and he guessed it was late
afternoon. Polecrab and his wife were both on their feet, and ano...
At midnight, when Teargeld was in the south, throwing his shadow
straight toward the sea and making everything nearly as bright as day...
Maskull did not awaken till long after Blodsombre. Leehallfae was
standing by his side, looking down at him. It was doubtful whether a...
While Maskull sat, Corpang walked restlessly to and fro, swinging his
arms. He had lost his staff. His face was inflamed with suppress...
Sullenbode's naked skin glowed softly through the darkness, but the
clothed part of her person was invisible. Maskull watched her sens...
The day had already dawned, but it was not yet sunrise when Maskull
awoke from his miserable sleep. He sat up and yawned feebly. The a...
The fog thickened so that the two suns wholly disappeared, and all grew
as black as night. Nightspore could no longer see his companio...
| Daughters Of Doom|
Deep in space lay a weird and threatening world. And it was
there that Ben Sessions found the evil daughters . . .
| Next Door Next World|
Almost any phenomenon can be
used--or act--for good or ill.
Mutation usually brings ill--but
it also brings greatness. ...
| My Eagle|
The soft summer wind stirs the redwoods, and Wild-Water ripples sweet
cadences over its mossy stones. There are butterflies in the s...
After the guests had gone, father threw himself into a chair and gave
vent to roars of Gargantuan laughter. Not since the death of m...
| Jackson's Arm|
Little did I dream the fateful part Jackson's arm was to play in my
life. Jackson himself did not impress me when I hunted him out. ...
| Slaves Of The Machine|
The more I thought of Jackson's arm, the more shaken I was. I was
confronted by the concrete. For the first time I was seeing life. ...
| The Philomaths|
Ernest was often at the house. Nor was it my father, merely, nor
the controversial dinners, that drew him there. Even at that time I...
It was about this time that the warnings of coming events began to fall
about us thick and fast. Ernest had already questioned fathe...
| The Bishop's Vision|
"The Bishop is out of hand," Ernest wrote me. "He is clear up in the
air. Tonight he is going to begin putting to rights this very m...
| The Machine Breakers|
It was just before Ernest ran for Congress, on the socialist ticket,
that father gave what he privately called his "Profit and Loss"...
| The Mathematics Of A Dream|
In the midst of the consternation his revelation had produced, Ernest
began again to speak.
"You have said, a dozen of you to-nig...
| The Vortex|
Following like thunder claps upon the Business Men's dinner, occurred
event after event of terrifying moment; and I, little I, who h...
| The Great Adventure|
Mr. Wickson did not send for father. They met by chance on the
ferry-boat to San Francisco, so that the warning he gave father was n...
| The Bishop|
It was after my marriage that I chanced upon Bishop Morehouse. But I
must give the events in their proper sequence. After his outbre...
| The General Strike|
Of course Ernest was elected to Congress in the great socialist
landslide that took place in the fall of 1912. One great factor that...
| The Beginning Of The End|
As early as January, 1913, Ernest saw the true trend of affairs, but
he could not get his brother leaders to see the vision of the I...
| Last Days|
It was near the end of January, 1913, that the changed attitude of the
Oligarchy toward the favored unions was made public. The news...
| The End|
When it came time for Ernest and me to go to Washington, father did not
accompany us. He had become enamoured of proletarian life. H...
| The Scarlet Livery|
With the destruction of the Granger states, the Grangers in Congress
disappeared. They were being tried for high treason, and their ...
| In The Shadow Of Sonoma|
Of myself, during this period, there is not much to say. For six months
I was kept in prison, though charged with no crime. I was a ...
"You must make yourself over again," Ernest wrote to me. "You must cease
to be. You must become another woman--and not merely in the...
| A Lost Oligarch|
But in remembering the old life I have run ahead of my story into the
new life. The wholesale jail delivery did not occur until well...
| The Roaring Abysmal Beast|
During the long period of our stay in the refuge, we were kept closely
in touch with what was happening in the world without, and we...
| The Chicago Commune|
As agents-provocateurs, not alone were we able to travel a great deal,
but our very work threw us in contact with the proletariat an...
| The People Of The Abyss|
Suddenly a change came over the face of things. A tingle of excitement
ran along the air. Automobiles fled past, two, three, a dozen...
I had not closed my eyes the night before on the Twentieth Century, and
what of that and of my exhaustion I slept soundly. When I fi...
| The Terrorists|
It was not until Ernest and I were back in New York, and after weeks had
elapsed, that we were able to comprehend thoroughly the ful...
| The Sky Trap|
Lawton enjoyed a good fight. He stood happily trading blows with
Slashaway Tommy, his lean-fleshed torso gle...
| The Theory Of Copernicus Droop|
The two sisters were together in their garden.
Rebecca Wise, turned forty and growing slightly gray at the temples, was
| A Visit To The Panchronicon|
At precisely eight o'clock that evening, a knock was again heard at the
door of the Wise home, and Droop was admitted by the younger...
| A Nocturnal Evasion|
Promptly at the appointed time, Copernicus Droop might have been seen
approaching the white cottage. Still nursing a faint hope, he ...
| A Change Of Plan|
It was long after their bed-time and the two sisters were utterly
exhausted; but as the mysterious structure within which they lay g...
| Droop's Theory In Practice|
All were up betimes when the faithful clock announced that it ought to
be morning. As for the sun, as though resenting the liberties...
| Shipwrecked On The Sands Of Time|
Rebecca was the first of the three to waken. Over her small window she
had hung a black shawl to keep out the light, and upon this s...
| New Ties And Old Relations|
How long they slept after their extraordinary experience with the
runaway air-ship neither Rebecca nor Phoebe ever knew; but when th...
| How Francis Bacon Cheated The Bailiffs|
It was at about this time that Copernicus Droop finally awakened. He lay
perfectly still for a minute or two, wondering where he was...
| Phoebe At The Peacock Inn|
While Copernicus Droop was acquiring fame and fortune as a photographer,
Rebecca and Phoebe were leading a quiet life in the city.
| How The Queen Read Her Newspaper|
For Rebecca, left alone in the goldsmiths' city house, the past night
and day had been a period of perplexity. She had been saved fr...
| The Fat Knight At The Boar's Head|
When Francis Bacon, having evaded Rebecca's mistaken pursuit, reached
the deserted grove in which the Panchronicon still rested, he ...
| How Shakespeare Wrote His Plays|
As Francis Bacon returned to London from the Peacock, Phoebe had stood
at the foot of the steps leading into the courtyard and watch...
| How The Fat Knight Did Homage|
On Rebecca's arrival with the royal attendants at Greenwich Palace, the
Queen had ordered that she be given a splendid suite of apar...
| The Fate Of Sir Percevall's Suit|
In the inner chamber, Elizabeth was seated at a small table, at the
opposite end of which sat Rebecca. Burleigh, Nottingham, and two...
| How Rebecca Returned To Newington|
Within the palace all was confusion and dismay. Only a very few knew the
cause of this riot which had burst so suddenly upon the won...
| How Sir Guy Kept His Tryst|
For one hour before sunset of that same day Phoebe had been patiently
waiting alone behind the east wall of the inn garden. As she h...
| Rebecca's Trump Card|
When Rebecca set out for the Panchronicon from London Bridge, she knew
that she had a long walk in prospect, and settled down to the...
| The Alternate Plan|
The operation was a very serious one and Bart Neely
was willing to put himself into Dr. Morton's hands.
But if things turned o...
| The Deadly Daughters|
These gorgeous fanatics were
equally at home with men,
murder, or matrimony, and
they used all three with
| My Shipmate Columbus|
We've been taught from childhood that the earth is round and that
Columbus discovered America. But maybe we take too much o...
| A Place In The Sun|
Mayhem, the man of many bodies, had been given some weird
assignments in his time, but saving The Glory of the Galaxy
| Pushbutton War|
In one place, a descendant of the Vikings rode a ship such as Lief
never dreamed of; from another, one of th...
| Mother America|
The tall young man faded back quickly, poised for an instant and then
threw a long high pass. The crowd came up roaring. Twenty ya...
| Criminal Negligence|
Somebody was going to have to be left behind ... and who it would
be was perfectly obvious....
Warden Halloran smil...
| The Stutterer|
A man can be killed by a toy gun--he can
die of fright, for heart attacks can kill.
What, then, is the deadly thing that must
| The Thing On The Moon Path|
For two months I had been on the d'Entrecasteaux Islands gathering
data for the concluding chapters of my book upon the flora of the
| Dead! All Dead!|
He was sitting, face in hands, on the side of his berth as I entered.
He had taken off his coat.
"Throck," I cried. "What was it? ...
| The Moon Rock|
"I do not intend to tell you now," Throckmartin continued, "the
results of the next two weeks, nor of what we found. Later--if I am
| The First Vanishings|
"We carried Thora back, down to where Edith was waiting. We told her
what had happened and what we had found. She listened gravely, an...
| Into The Moon Pool|
"Goodwin," Throckmartin went on at last, "I can describe him only as a
thing of living light. He radiated light; was filled with light...
| The Shining Devil Took Them!|
My colleagues of the Association, and you others who may read this my
narrative, for what I did and did not when full realization retu...
| Larry O'keefe|
Pressing back the questions I longed to ask, I introduced myself.
Oddly enough, I found that he knew me, or rather my work. He had
| Olaf's Story|
There was a little silence. I looked upon him with wonder. Clearly he
was in deepest earnest. I know the psychology of the Gael is a ...
| A Lost Page Of Earth|
When I awakened the sun was streaming through the cabin porthole.
Outside a fresh voice lilted. I lay on my two chairs and listened. T...
| The Moon Pool|
Da Costa, who had come aboard unnoticed by either of us, now tapped me
on the arm.
"Doctair Goodwin," he said, "can I see you in my...
| The Flame-tipped Shadows|
Marakinoff nodded his head solemnly as Olaf finished.
"Da!" he said. "That which comes from here took them both--the woman
| The End Of The Journey|
"Say Doc!" It was Larry's voice flung back at me. "I was thinking
about that frog. I think it was her pet. Damn me if I see any
| Yolara Priestess Of The Shining One|
"You'd better have this handy, Doc." O'Keefe paused at the head of the
stairway and handed me one of the automatics he had taken from
| The Justice Of Lora|
As I looked at her the man arose and made his way round the table
toward us. For the first time my eyes took in Lugur. A few inches
| The Angry Whispering Globe|
Our way led along a winding path between banked masses of softly
radiant blooms, groups of feathery ferns whose plumes were starred
| Yolara Of Muria Vs The O'keefe|
I awakened with all the familiar, homely sensation of a shade having
been pulled up in a darkened room. I thrilled with a wonderful se...
| The Leprechaun|
The shell carried us straight back to the house of Yolara. Larry was
awaiting me. We stood again before the tenebrous wall where first...
| The Amphitheatre Of Jet|
For hours the black-haired folk had been streaming across the bridges,
flowing along the promenade by scores and by hundreds, drifting...
| The Madness Of Olaf|
Yolara threw her white arms high. From the mountainous tiers came a
mighty sigh; a rippling ran through them. And upon the moment, be...
| The Tempting Of Larry|
We paused before thick curtains, through which came the faint murmur
of many voices. They parted; out came two--ushers, I suppose, the...
| Larry's Defiance|
A clamour arose from all the chambers; stilled in an instant by a
motion of Yolara's hand. She stood silent, regarding O'Keefe with
| The Casting Of The Shadow|
Now we were racing down toward that last span whose ancientness had
set it apart from all the other soaring arches. The shell's speed
| Dragon Worm And Moss Death|
For a small eternity--to me at least--we waited. Then as silent as
ever the green dwarf returned. "It is well," he said, some of the
| The Crimson Sea|
I was in the heart of a rose pearl, swinging, swinging; no, I was in a
rosy dawn cloud, pendulous in space. Consciousness flooded me, ...
| The Three Silent Ones|
The arch was closer--and in my awe I forgot for the moment Larry and
aught else. For this was no rainbow, no thing born of light and m...
| The Wooing Of Lakla|
I had slept soundly and dreamlessly; I wakened quietly in the great
chamber into which Rador had ushered O'Keefe and myself after that...
| The Coming Of Yolara|
"Never was there such a girl!" Thus Larry, dreamily, leaning head in
hand on one of the wide divans of the chamber where Lakla had lef...
| In The Lair Of The Dweller|
It is with marked hesitation that I begin this chapter, because in it
I must deal with an experience so contrary to every known law of...
| The Shaping Of The Shining One|
We reached what I knew to be Lakla's own boudoir, if I may so call it.
Smaller than any of the other chambers of the domed castle in w...
| The Building Of The Moon Pool|
She paused, running her long fingers through her own bronze-flecked
ringlets. Selective breeding this, with a vengeance, I thought; an...
| Larry And The Frog-men|
Long had been her tale in the telling, and too long, perhaps, have I
been in the repeating--but not every day are the mists rolled awa...
| Your Love Your Lives Your Souls!|
Lakla had taken no part in the talk since we had reached her bower.
She had seated herself close to the O'Keefe. Glancing at her I had...
| The Meeting Of Titans|
It is not my intention, nor is it possible no matter how interesting
to me, to set down ad seriatim the happenings of the next twelve
| The Coming Of The Shining One|
The Norseman turned toward us. There was now no madness in his eyes;
only a great weariness. And there was peace on the once tortured...
| Larry Farewell!|
"My heart, Larry--" It was the handmaiden's murmur. "My heart feels
like a bird that is flying from a nest of sorrow."
We were paci...
| Albert Weener Begins|
1. I always knew I should write a book. Something to help tired minds
lay aside the cares of the day. But I always say you never can...
| Consequences Of A Discovery|
11. "But it's got to be stopped," exclaimed Gootes.
Miss Francis turned silently back to her flowerpot as though she'd
| Man Triumphant I|
21. The hearings of the Committee to Investigate Dangerous Vegetation
went on for five days and Mr Le ffacase was increasingly delig...
| Man Triumphant Ii|
36. Everything I had visualized in the broker's office turned out too
pessimistically accurate. Consolidated Pemmican and Allied Con...
| The South Pacific Sailing Directory|
67. I cannot say the world greeted the end of the North American
continent with either rejoicing or regret. Relief, yes. When the ne...
| Mr Weener Sees It Through|
92. Whether it was from the exposure I endured on that dreadful trip
or from disease germs which must have been plentiful among the
| Omega The Man|
The silver airship cut swiftly through the hot thin air. The noonday sun
blazed down upon it and the desert world below. All about w...
| Black Magic|
I had just finished breakfast, and deeply perplexed had risen from the
table in order to get a box of matches to light a cigarette, ...
| Sarakoff's Manifesto|
The recollection of my meeting with Sarakoff remains vividly in my mind.
I was shown into a large bare room, heated by an immense st...
| The Butterflies|
Two years passed by after my return to London without special incident,
save that my black cat died. My work as a consulting physici...
| The Six Tubes|
One night, just as I entered my house, the telephone bell in the hall
rang sharply. I picked up the receiver impatiently, for I was ...
| The Great Aqueduct|
The Birmingham reservoirs are a chain of lakes artificially produced by
damming up the River Elan, a tributary of the Wye. The great...
| The Attitude Of Mr Thornduck|
We reached London next day in the afternoon. I felt exhausted and could
scarcely answer Sarakoff, who had talked continuously during...
I found a note in the hall from Sarakoff asking me to come round to the
Pyramid Restaurant at eight o'clock to meet a friend of his....
| The Blue Disease|
Next day the first news of the Sarakoff-Harden bacillus appeared in a
small paragraph in an evening paper, and immediately I saw it,...
| The Man From Birmingham|
The following day while walking to the hospital, I noticed a group of
people down a side street, apparently looking intently at some...
| The Illness Of Mr Annot|
The departure of Mr. Herbert Wain was a relief. I turned to Sarakoff at
once and spoke with some heat.
"You were more than imprud...
| The Resurrection|
For some moments none of us spoke. Alice recovered herself first.
"What is the matter with him?" she gasped.
I was incapable of...
| Mr Clutterbuck's Opinion|
When I reached London it was dusk, and a light mist hung in the
darkening air. The lamps were twinkling in the streets. I decided to...
| The Dead Immortal|
When I reached home, Sarakoff was out. He had left a message to say he
would not be in until after midnight, as he was going to hear...
| First Impressions Of Immortality|
After two hours of sleep I awoke. My brief rest had been haunted by
unpleasant dreams, vague and indefinite, but seeming to centre a...
| The Terrible Fear|
On coming down to breakfast, I found Sarakoff already seated at the
table devouring the morning papers. I picked up a discarded one ...
| The Visit Of The Home Secretary|
In a few hours the initial effects of stimulation had worn off. The
acuity of hearing was no longer so pronounced and the sense of
| Clutterbuck's Odd Behaviour|
Scarcely had the Home Secretary departed when my maid announced that a
patient was waiting to see me in my study.
I left Sarakoff...
| Immortal Love|
On the same afternoon Miss Annot paid me a visit. I was still sitting in
the waiting-room, and Sarakoff was with me. My mind had bee...
| The Meeting At The Queen's Hall|
The same night a vast meeting of medical men had been summoned at the
Queen's Hall, with the object of discussing the nature of the ...
| The Way Back|
It had been a wet night. Pools of water lay on the glistening pavements,
but the rain had ceased. We ran steadily until we came in s...
Next morning the headlines of the newspapers blazed out the news of the
meeting at the Queen's Hall, and the world read the words of...
| The First Murders|
The effect of Jason's newspapers on public opinion was remarkable.
Humanity ever contains within it the need for mystery, and the st...
| At Downing Street|
That night, at eight o'clock, I was summoned to Downing Street. I left
Sarakoff lying on the sofa, apparently asleep. I drove the fi...
| Night Of An Immortal|
I passed a most remarkable night. On reaching home I went to bed as
usual. My mind was busy, but what busied it was not the events o...
| Our Flight|
I got out of bed and began to examine my clothes. They were strewn about
the floor and on chairs. The colour of them seemed peculiar...
| On The Spaniard's Walk|
I paid the man half-a-sovereign. There was a seat near by and Sarakoff
deposited himself upon it. I joined him. On those heights the...
| Leonora's Voice|
"My theory," said the policeman, "is that collectin'--and by that I mean
all sorts of collection, including that of money--comes fro...
| The Killing Of Desire|
We drove in Leonora's car through London. The streets were crowded. I do
not think that much routine work was done that day. People ...
| The Revolt Of The Young|
Amid all the strife and clamour of the next few days one thing stands
out now in my mind with sinister radiance. It is that peculiar...
| The Great Sleep|
On that day the animals in London fell asleep with few exceptions. The
exceptions were, I believe, all dogs. I do not pretend to exp...
| The Council Of State|
It was a brilliant assemblage of high dignitaries and military officers
that had gathered in the Imperial Winter Palace at St. Petersb...
| The Officers' Mess|
The place was Chanidigot, in British East India. The blinding brightness
of the hot day had been immediately followed, almost withou...
| A Russian Comrade|
Hermann Heideck lived in a dak bungalow, one of those hotels kept going
by the Government, which afford travellers shelter, but neit...
| A Fine Fix|
Generally speaking, human beings are fine buck-passers--but there's
one circumstance under which they refuse to pass on re...
| The Coffin Cure|
When the discovery was announced, it was Dr. Chauncey Patrick Coffin who
announced it. He had, of course, arranged with uncanny skil...
| The Circassian Beauty|
Captain Heideck's statement that he travelled for a Hamburg firm was
not really an untruth. As a matter of fact he was engaged in co...
| The Captain's Wife|
As a married man, Captain Irwin was not quartered in one of the wooden
barracks of the English camp, but had his own bungalow in the...
| The Outrage|
When Heideck stepped into the garden he was scarcely able to find his
way, but having taken a few steps his eyes had become accustom...
| The Maharajah|
It was noon the next day when Captain Irwin stepped out of the Colonel's
bungalow and turned towards home. The interview with his su...
| The Pamirs|
In vain did Heideck, on the day following the night-attack, wait for a
message from Edith, giving him an opportunity of seeing her a...
| The German Emperor|
The German Emperor was paying his annual visit to the moors at Springe.
But this year he had little time to spare for the noble spor...
| Five Lakhs Of Rupees|
At noon Prince Tchajawadse departed northwards accompanied by his page
Georgi and his Indian servant. Heideck had observed great res...
| The Mobilisation|
Every day now brought fresh news, and the threatening spectre of war
drew nearer and nearer. The order for mobilisation had been giv...
| The Camp Of Lahore|
An unusually beautiful and dry spring favoured the advance of
the Russian army through the mountains. In the north of India the
| The Battle|
As Heideck returned to the camp, the road was lit up by the red glare
of innumerable fires. On the wide plain, stretching between th...
| In The Panic-stricken City|
As on his ride to Colonel Baird's brigade, so also was Heideck on his
return threatened by manifold forms of death. Although he succ...
| The Court-martial|
The mausoleum of Anar Kali, a great octagonal building in the gardens to
the south of the town, was the place whither the Russian pr...
| The Professor|
Sound though Heideck's sleep was, the confused din that penetrated
through the sides of the tent would have recalled an unconscious ...
| Downing Street|
A meeting of the Cabinet Council was being held at the Foreign Office
in London. With gloomy faces the Ministers were all assembled....
| The Young Russian Captain Of Dragoons|
The news of Edith's kidnapping--for, in Heideck's opinion, this was the
only explanation, because she would otherwise have left a me...
| On The Road To Simla|
Almost quicker than could have been expected, considering the heavy work
imposed upon the telegraph wires, the communication arrived...
| A Friend In Need|
Whilst the Russians were digging their cooking trenches somewhat
aside from the main camp, and making all necessary arrangements for...
| Edith's Adventures|
It was a long time before the two lovers were sufficiently composed to
explain to each other fully the almost fabulous events that h...
| The Ethics Of Espionage|
The steamer from Karachi to Bombay had about twenty officers and a
larger number of noncommissioned officers and men on board who ha...
| Homeward Bound|
As Heideck had foreseen, the announcement of the victory was followed
by disastrous tidings for the English. Up to noon on the follo...
| The Adventures Of The Caledonia|
The passengers of the Caledonia were in a state of hopeless dejection
and violent exasperation. An attempt was made to throw the bla...
| A Suspicious Fishing-smack|
A raw north wind swept over the island of Walcheren and the mouth of the
West Schelde, ruffling into tiny waves the water of the bro...
| Camille Penurot|
When Heideck and his prisoner, Penurot, reached the Gefion he found the
Commander on deck, notwithstanding the lateness of the hour....
| Eberhard Amelungen|
On arriving at his office close to the Duke of Wellington Hotel, Heideck
found his staff extremely busy. One lieutenant was looking ...
| The Fate Of A Spy|
Colonel Mercier-Milon reported from Brussels that he had arrested
Countess Arselaarts and thought he had made a valuable capture. Th...
| A Woman's Treachery|
According to the agreement with Heideck, Brandelaar, on his return
from Dover, was to put in at Flushing, and the Major had instruct...
| Edith's Last Journey|
Skipper Brandelaar had given Edith the name of the inn near the harbour,
where he expected a message from Heideck in the course of t...
| The Stolen Document|
The last ordinary train to Antwerp had gone long before Heideck reached
the station. But a short interview with the railway commissi...
| News Of An Old Friend|
"Dear Friend and Comrade,--Although it is still painful for me to write,
I cannot deny myself the pleasure of being the first to con...
| The Landing In Scotland|
The ninth and tenth army corps had collected at the inlet of Kid
harbour. The town of Kiel and its environs resounded with the clatt...
| The Battle Of Flushing|
The strategy of red tape, by which the Commander-in-Chief's hands were
tied, was destined, as in so many previous campaigns, to prov...
| At Hampton Court|
The long rows of windows in Hampton Court Palace were still a blaze of
light, notwithstanding the lateness of the hour. The double p...
| Trouble Times Two|
The sun was glowing dull red as it slipped down behind the curving
horizon of Mars, but Gregory Hunter was not able to see it.
| Jupiter Equilateral|
For a moment, Major Briarton just stared at him. Then he was on his
feet, shaking his head as he came around the desk. "Tom, use you...
| Too Many Warnings|
For a moment, neither of the boys could say anything at all.
From the time they had learned to talk, they had heard stories and ta...
| Between Mars And Jupiter|
After all the tension of preparing for it, the trip out seemed
They were all impatient to reach their destination. ...
| The Black Raider|
For a stunned moment they were helpless as they struggled to pick
themselves up. The stable airlock deck was suddenly no longer
| The Last Run Of The Scavenger|
To Greg Hunter the siege of the orbit-ship had been a nerve-wracking
game of listening and waiting for something to happen.
Wherever they were planning to take them, the captors took great pains
to make sure that their two prisoners did not escape before t...
| The Scavengers Of Space|
The casual observer might have been fooled. Tawney's guard was down only
for an instant; then the expression of cold fury and determ...
| The Invisible Man|
Crouching back into the shadow, Tom Hunter waited as the heavy footsteps
moved up the corridor, then back down, then up and down aga...
| The Trigger|
In the first instance of astonishment they were speechless. Later, Tom
said it was the first time in his life that he had ever seen ...
| The Haunted Ship|
They did not pause, even to catch their breath, for the first twenty
minutes as Tom led them swiftly and silently down through the m...
| The Sinister Bonanza|
They were taken to a small, drab internment room. A half hour passed and
still no word from the Major. From the moment the Patrol cr...
| Pinpoint In Space|
Tom knew now that it was the right thing to do. There was no question,
after the Major's story, of what Dad had been doing out in th...
| The Missing Asteroid|
It had been a wild twelve hours since Tom Hunter's call to his brother
from the Map Room in Sun Lake City. The Major had arrived fir...
| The Final Move|
"I realize I'm much earlier than you expected, Major. You did a very
neat job of camouflaging your takeoff ... we were almost fooled...
| Letter Of The Law|
The place was dark and damp, and smelled like moldy leaves. Meyerhoff
followed the huge, bear-like Altairian guard down the slippe...
| The Native Soil|
Before the first ship from Earth made a landing on Venus, there was much
speculation about what might be found beneath the cloud ...
The letter came down the slot too early that morning to be the regular
mail run. Pete Greenwood eyed the New Philly photocancel wi...
| The Airlords Besieged|
In a previous record of my adventures in the early part of the Second
War of Independence I explained how I, Anthony Rogers, was ove...
| The Ground Ships Threaten|
One of our Wyoming girls, on contact guard near Pocono, blundered into a
hunting camp of the Bad Bloods, one of the renegade America...
| We Sink The Ground Ships|
Boss Handan, of the Winslows, a giant of a man, a two-fisted fighter and
a leader of great sagacity, had been selected by the counci...
| Han Electrono-ray Science|
At this period the Hans of Nu-Yok had only one airship equipped with
their new armored repeller ray, their latest defense against ou...
| American Ultronic Science|
Our own engineers, working in shielded laboratories far underground, had
established such control over the "de-atomized" electrons a...
| An Unequal Duel|
But to return to my narrative, and my swooper, from which I was gazing
at the interior of the Han ship.
This ship was not unlike ...
Certainly my situation was no less desperate. Unless I could find some
method of compensating for my lost ballast, the inverse gravi...
| Hypnotic Torture|
Some twenty minutes later the ship arrived. It settled down slowly into
the ravine on its repeller rays until it was but a few feet ...
| The Fall Of Nu-yok|
My position among the Hans, in this period, was a peculiar one. I was at
once a closely guarded prisoner and an honored guest. San-L...
| Life In Lo-tan The Magnificent|
San-Lan's attitude toward me underwent a change. He did not seek my
company as he had done before, and so those long discussions and...
| The Forest Men Attack|
Many times during the months I remained prisoner among the Hans I had
tried to develop a plan of escape, but could conceive of nothi...
| The Mysterious Air Balls|
The American barrage had been a long distance bombardment, designed,
apparently, to draw the Han disintegrator ray batteries into op...
We had little time, however, to waste in endearments, and very little to
devote to informing me as to the American plans. The essent...
| The Destruction Of Lo-tan|
"How did you know I had been taken to Lo-Tan as a prisoner?" I asked the
little group of Wyoming Bosses who had assembled in Wilma's...
| The Counter-attack|
The news which caused me to change my plans was grave enough. As I have
explained, the American lines lay roughly to the east and th...
I had gone five miles, and had paused for a moment, half way up the
slope of the valley to get my bearings, when a figure came hurtl...
| As Long As You Wish|
If, somehow, you get trapped in a circular time system ... how
long is the circumference of an infinitely retraced circle?
| The Good Neighbors|
You can't blame an alien for
a little inconvenience--as
long as he makes up for it!
The ship was sighted a few times, ...
| A Strange Awakening|
My first sensation was one of sudden and intense cold--a chill that shot
through my body and engulfed it like a charge of electricit...
| Melbourne's Story|
Glimpses of last night came back to me and pieced themselves together
slowly while I undressed and drew the water for my bath.
| A Chance Strain From Grieg|
I recalled waking up in another place, on a long slope of green hill
that overlooked a valley. It was dawn again. The sun was just r...
| The Chamber Of Life|
I didn't know what Melbourne meant, and I looked at him inquiringly.
He explained: "I have in my home a model--or rather a complet...
| Baret And Selda|
I remember that I lived nearly two months--or so it seemed--in that
other world. I was assigned an apartment near to Edvar's--Selda ...
| And So To Work|
I glanced at the clock on the mantel. It was five minutes to eight: time
to leave, if I was to get a decent breakfast before I went ...
| The Coming Of The Ice|
It is strange to be alone, and so cold. To be the last man on earth....
The snow drives silently about me, ceaselessly, drearily. An...
| The Keeper|
When he heard the deer crashing through brush and scuffling the dead
leaves, he stopped and stood motionless in the path. He wat...
| Ministry Of Disturbance|
Sometimes getting a job is harder than the job after you get
it--and sometimes getting out of a job is harder than eit...
Hell may have no fury like a woman scorned,
but the fury of a biochemist scorned is just as great
| The Green Beret|
It's not so much the decisions a man does make that mark
him as a Man--but the ones he refrains from making. Like the
| Make Mine Homogenized|
Anyone looking for guaranteed sound science will have to look
elsewhere. But if it's fun you want ... try the world's most potent
| The Common Man|
It would, of course, take a trio
of Ivory Tower scientists to conceive of
tracking down that statistical entity,
the Common Man,...
| Gun For Hire|
Joe Prantera called softly, "Al." The pleasurable, comfortable, warm
feeling began spreading over him, the way it always did.
| I'm A Stranger Here Myself|
One can't be too cautious about the
people one meets in Tangier. They're all
weirdies of one kind or another.
| Medal Of Honor|
According to tradition,
the man who held the
Galactic Medal of Honor
could do no wrong. In a
strange way, Captain Don
Every status-quo-caste society in history
has left open two roads to rise above your
caste: The Priest and The Warrior. But in
| Disturbing Sun|
This, be it understood, is fiction--nothing but fiction--and not,
under any circumstances, to be considered as having any tr...
| The Premiere|
The young actor was great....
They didn't realize just how great
until the night of
Clamped to the contour couch, the young ...
| The Star Hyacinths|
On a bleak, distant unchartered world two ships lay wrecked and a
lone man stared at a star hyacinth. Its brilliance burne...
| Watch The Sky|
It's one thing to try to get away with what you
believe to be a lie and be caught at it--
and something different, and far worse...
| The Winds Of Time|
He contracted for a charter trip--but the man
who hired his spacer wasn't quite a man, it
turned out--and he wanted more than serv...
| Alien Offer|
"You are General James Rothwell?"
Rothwell sighed. "Yes, Commander Aku. We have met several times."
"Ah, yes. I recognize your in...
| A Matter Of Magnitude|
When you're commanding a spaceship over a mile
long, and armed to the teeth, you don't exactly
expect to be told to get the hell...
| Survival Tactics|
The robots were built to serve
Man; to do his work, see to his
comforts, make smooth his way.
Then the robots figured out an
| The Dope On Mars|
Somebody had to get the human
angle on this trip ... but what
was humane about sending me?
| The Happy Unfortunate|
Dekker, back from space, found great physical changes in
the people of Earth; changes that would ha...
| The Hunted Heroes|
The planet itself was tough enough--barren, desolate,
forbidding; enough to stop the most adventurous and
| Postmark Ganymede|
Consider the poor mailman of the future. To "sleet and snow
and dead of night"--things ...
| Hellhounds Of The Cosmos|
Weird are the conditions of the
interdimensional struggle faced
by Dr. White's ninety-nine men.
The paper had gone to press...
| Project Mastodon|
The chief of protocol said, "Mr. Hudson of--ah--Mastodonia."
The secretary of state held out his hand. "I'm glad to see you,
| The Delegate From Venus|
Everybody was waiting to see
what the delegate from Venus
looked like. And all they got
for their patience was the
| The Success Machine|
Mechanical brains are all the
rage these days, so General
Products just had to have one.
But the blamed thing almost
| The Occurrence Of The Impossible|
Petrified with astonishment, Richard Seaton stared after the copper
steam-bath upon which he had been electrolyzing his solution of ...
| Steel Becomes Interested|
Dr. Marc DuQuesne was in his laboratory, engaged in a research upon
certain of the rare metals, particularly in regard to their
| Seaton Solves The Problem Of Power|
"Well, Mart," said Seaton briskly, "now that the Seaton-Crane Company,
Engineers, is organized to your satisfaction, let's hop to it...
| Steel Liberates Energy Unexpectedly|
DuQuesne was in his laboratory, poring over an abstruse article in a
foreign journal of science, when Scott came breezily in with a ...
| Direct Action|
Seaton and Crane spent some time developing the object-compass. Crane
made a number of these instruments, mounted in gymbals, so tha...
| The Object-compass At Work|
Prescott, after a sleepless night, joined Seaton and Crane at breakfast.
"What do you make of it, Mr. Prescott?" asked Crane. "Sea...
| The Trial Voyage|
The great steel forgings which were to form the framework of the Skylark
finally arrived and were hauled into the testing shed. Ther...
| Indirect Action|
The afternoon following the homecoming of the Skylark, Seaton and
Dorothy returned from a long horseback ride in the park. After Sea...
| Lost In Space|
For forty-eight hours the uncontrolled atomic motor dragged the
masterless vessel with its four unconscious passengers through the
| The Rescue|
Seaton and Crane drove the Skylark in the direction indicated by the
unwavering object-compass with the greatest acceleration they c...
| Through Space Into The Carboniferous|
Seaton opened his eyes and gazed about him wonderingly. Only half
conscious, bruised and sore in every part of his body, he could no...
| The Mastery Of Mind Over Matter|
They descended rapidly, directly over a large and imposing city in the
middle of a vast, level, beautifully-planted plain. While the...
| Nalboon Of Mardonale|
As the Skylark approached the shore, its occupants heard a rapid
succession of heavy detonations, apparently coming from the directi...
| Nalboon Unmasked|
After a long, sound sleep, Seaton awoke and sprang out of bed. No sooner
had he started to shave, however, than one of the slaves to...
| The Escape From Mardonale|
"That was a wonderful bluff, Dick!" exclaimed the Kofedix in English as
soon as Nalboon and his guards had disappeared. "That was ex...
| An Osnomian Marriage|
Seaton awoke, hot and uncomfortable, but with a great surge of joy in
his heart--this was his wedding day! Springing from the bed, h...
| Bird Beast Or Fish?|
"These jewels rather puzzle me, Dick. What are they?" asked Martin, as
the four assembled, waiting for the first meal. As he spoke h...
| The Invasion|
The pulsating air and the chattering sounders were giving the same dire
warning, the alarm extraordinary of invasion, of imminent an...
| The Return To Earth|
DuQuesne's first act upon gaining the privacy of his own cabin was to
open the leather bag presented to him by the Karfedix. He expe...
| Duquesne Goes Traveling|
In the innermost private office of Steel, Brookings and DuQuesne stared
at each other across the massive desk. DuQuesne's voice was ...
| Dunark Visits Earth|
Martin Crane reclined in a massive chair, the fingers of his right hand
lightly touching those of his left, listening attentively. R...
| Skylark Two Sets Out|
"Say, Mart, I just got conscious! It never occurred to me until just
now, as Dunark left, that I'm as good an instrument-maker as Du...
| The Zone Of Force Is Tested|
Seaton strode into the control room with a small oblong box in his hand.
Crane was seated at the desk, poring over an abstruse mathe...
| First Blood|
The next twelve hours dragged with terrible slowness. Sleep was
impossible and eating was difficult, even though all knew that they
| The Peace Conference|
"Here's a chart of the green system, Mart, with all the motions and the
rest of the dope that they've been able to get. How'd it be ...
| Duquesne's Voyage|
Far from our solar system a cigar-shaped space-car slackened its
terrific acceleration to a point at which human beings could walk, ...
| The Porpoise-men Of Dasor|
"How long do you figure it's going to take us to get there, Mart?"
Seaton asked from a corner, where he was bending over his
| The Welcome To Norlamin|
The Skylark was now days upon her way toward the sixth planet, Seaton
gave the visiplates and the instrument board his customary car...
| Norlaminian Science|
Breakfast over, Seaton watched intently as his tray, laden with empty
containers, floated away from him and disappeared into an open...
| Into A Sun|
As Rovol and Seaton approached the physics laboratory at the beginning
of the period of labor, another small airboat occupied by one...
| Flying Visits Via Projection|
"Well, what to do?" asked Seaton as he and Rovol entered the laboratory,
"Tear down this fourth-order projector and tackle the big j...
| The Declaration Of War|
The capital city of the Fenachrone lay in a jungle plain surrounded by
towering hills. A perfect circle of immense diameter, its bui...
| Interstellar Extermination|
"I hate to leave this meeting--it's great stuff" remarked Seaton as he
flashed down to the torpedo room at Fenor's command to send r...
| The Extra-galactic Duel|
Loaded until her outer skin almost bulged with tightly packed bars of
uranium and equipped to meet any emergency of which the combin...
| Pirates Of Space|
Apparently motionless to her passengers and crew, the Interplanetary
liner Hyperion bored serenely onward through space at normal
| In Roger's Planetoid|
In the hall Clio glanced around her wildly, her bosom heaving, eyes
darting here and there, seeking even the narrowest avenue of esc...
| Fleet Against Planetoid|
One of the newest and fleetest of the Law Enforcement Vessels of the
Triplanetary League, the heavy cruiser Chicago, of the North Am...
| Within The Red Veil|
Nevia, the home planet of the marauding space-ship, would have appeared
peculiar indeed to Terrestrial senses. High in the deep red ...
| Nevian Strife|
The Nevian space-ship was hurtling upon its way. Space-navigators both,
the two Terrestrial officers soon discovered that it was eve...
| Worm Submarine And Freedom|
Since both Costigan and Bradley had often watched their captors at work
during the long voyage from the Solar System to Nevia, they ...
| The Hill|
Its atmosphere was withdrawn, the outer door opened, and he
glanced across a bare hundred feet of space at the
| The Super-ship Is Launched|
After weeks of ceaseless work, during which was lavished upon her every
resource of mind and material afforded by three planets, the...
Only too well founded was Costigan's conviction that the submarine of
the deep-sea fishes had not been able to prevail against Nerad...
| The Boise Acts|
But what of the super-ship? What happened after that inertialess, that
terribly destructive take-off?
Doctor Frederick Rodebush s...
| Roger Carries On|
For gray Roger had not perished in the floods of Nevian energy which had
destroyed his planetoid. While those terrific streamers of ...
| The Specimens Escape|
Knowing well that conversation with its fellows is one of the greatest
needs of any intelligent being, the Nevians had permitted the...
| The Meeting Of The Giants|
"Check your blast, Fred, I think I hear something trying to come
through!" Cleveland called out, sharply. For days the Boise had tor...
| Vortex Blaster|
Author of "The Skylark," "Skylark Three," "The Skylark
of Valeron," the Lensman stories, etc.
| The Marooner|
Wordsley and Captain DeCastros
crossed half a universe--suffered
hardship--faced unknown dangers;
and all this for what--a b...
| The Great War Syndicate|
Author of "The Lady or the Tiger," "Rudder Grange,"
"The Casting Away of Mrs. Lecks and Mrs.
Aleshine," "What Might H...
| The Vermilion Feather|
A beach of yellow sand and a stranded log upon which sat a boy looking
steadfastly out upon the shining waters.
It was a deliciou...
| The Night Of The Terror|
The reader, desiring to inform himself in extenso regarding the
physical and social changes that followed the catastrophe by which t...
| The New World|
Again we make acknowledgment to the "Laudable" Vigilas and quote at
large from the luminous pages of The Later Cosmos. Now the reade...
| The Man On Horseback|
Gavan of the Greenwood Keep was a prosperous man according to the
standard of these latter days, and his estate was reckoned to be t...
| The Rat's-hole|
It was a warm, cloudy night some two weeks later, and Constans sat in
the great hall of the keep, listlessly regarding the preparati...
| Troy Town|
Constans awoke just as the footsteps died away; he listened, but again
the stillness was profound. He felt his way to the secret doo...
| The Bread Of Affliction|
Two miles from the keep was a cave that Constans had discovered on one
of his hunting-trips, and which, boylike, he had proceeded to...
| In The Shadow Of Doom|
An hour wore on, and Constans was approaching the suburbs of the ancient
municipality. But it did not suit his purpose to make a lan...
| The Keys Of Power|
The sun was high in the sky when Constans awoke. For a moment or two the
unfamiliar environment puzzled him; then the keen edge of r...
| The Message|
Three years had passed since that first memorable visit to Doom the
Forbidden--years of work and of growth. The simple out-door life...
| The Sisters|
A young girl sat before a magnificent fireplace of cut stone gazing into
the fire of drift-wood that burned diffidently upon a heart...
| The Hedge Of Arrows|
For the first few days following upon his arrival in the city, Constans
kept under rover, venturing forth only after nightfall. He w...
| Gods In Exile|
February, and a full three months since Constans had come to Doom. And
yet he was virtually at his starting-point, so little had he ...
| Arcadia House|
Little by little, Constans succeeded in piecing together the puzzle, for
puzzle indeed it was. Here in this city of the dead he had ...
| A Man And A Maid|
In spite of that brave "to-morrow," it was several days before Constans
found opportunity to revisit Arcadia House. A misstep upon a...
| As In A Looking-glass|
Arcadia House, while it certainly stood in need of the repairer's hand,
was by no means uninhabitable, a fact which spoke well for t...
| The Awakening|
Constans climbed to his observatory on the roof of the "Flat-iron" as
usual that next morning. It was a fine, bright day and so clea...
| A Prophet Of Evil|
Standing at Dom Gillian's side Quinton Edge bent down and whispered a
few words in his ear, inaudible even to those who stood neares...
| In Quinton Edge's Garden|
It was late that night when the friends finally parted. Their interview
had been a trying one; it might have ended in a serious estr...
| The Silver Whistle Blows|
Constans remained motionless at the window. Every instinct of
self-preservation urged him onward, but yet he stopped and listened to...
| Oxenford's Daughter|
Constans had now spent nearly a fortnight in the valley of the
Swiftwater, and, while he had been hospitably received and entertaine...
| Yet Three Days|
Esmay sat in the gardens at Arcadia House. It was the loveliest of
spring days, and there were blossoms everywhere--the vivid pink o...
| The Red Light In The North|
It had been Constans's original plan to cross the river some miles above
Croye, and so avoid attracting the attention of the Doomsme...
| The Eve Of The Third Day|
A touch upon Constans's shoulder and a voice in his ear aroused him. He
sprang to his feet; the sunshine was streaming through the g...
There had been no final understanding between Constans and Piers Major
as to the precise line of the attack upon the citadel. That m...
| The Song Of The Sword|
It did not take long for Constans to arouse and collect his men; tired
of inaction, they were only too glad to respond to the summon...
Prosper's start upon Piers Minor and Nanna had been a short one, and
under ordinary circumstances he could hardly have retained his
| In The Fulness Of Time|
The streets were as light as noonday, and Constans found no difficulty
in keeping the dying figure in sight. But, run as he would, h...
| Death And Life|
It had been very quiet in the room for a long time. Constans had tried
to make the dying woman more comfortable, but every attempt t...
| The Star In The East|
It was in October of the same year that Constans and Esmay stood one day
in the court-yard of the Greenwood Keep, now restored and r...
| Faithfully Yours|
JULY 18, 1949 A.D.
The fugitive lay face down in the fetid undergrowth, drawing in
spasmodic lungfuls of air through cracked and ...
For thousands of years the big brain served as a
master switchboard for the thoughts
| Man Made|
A story that comes to grips with an age-old
question--what is soul? and where?--and
postulates an age-new answer.
If I l...
| The Monster|
What will cosmic rays do to a living organism?
Will they destroy life, or produce immortality?
The eminent Dr. Blair Gaddon thou...
| Tinker's Dam|
There is something very fundamental
indeed about the ancient showman's
trick--divert their attention from
the thing you're r...
From where Dick Barrow sat, hundreds of men were visible, occupying
benches in every manner of position. Some stretched at full leng...
| Out To Sea|
The following morning an advertisement appeared in the papers, under the
heading of help wanted: woman. It was the same address on M...
| Strange Destination|
When Dick opened his eyes, there was a feeling of motion to the bed. The
strangeness of the ceiling overhead drew his attention. It ...
| Morquil's Story|
For a long time there was silence, then Mrs. Jones fainted. McCarthy
took it without flinching, and his wife was satisfied if he was...
| Voyaging To Another World|
During each waking period, Barrow spent many hours in the room with the
miniature domes. They were beautiful models, which could be ...
| An Engineer's Mettle|
In the morning the earthmen were called together. They came with smiling
faces, which slowly changed to apprehension.
There were ...
| Jupiter And Trouble!|
The huge ship circled the planet twice, with the instruments adjusted to
detect the metal of the domes. They spread over many miles ...
| Battle With A Monster|
Minutes passed, while the earthmen hardly dared breathe. Their ebbing
heartbeat seemed to almost echo in their breasts. Then the obj...
| Vital Ingredient|
"Champ, what's with ya lately?" Benny asked the question as they lay on
"Nothing," Frankie answered. "Just fight-nite ...
| Resuming The First Part Of The Work And Serving As An Introduction To The Second|
A few years ago the world was suddenly astounded by hearing of an
experiment of a most novel and daring nature, altogether unprecede...
| From 10 Pm To 10 46' 40''|
The moment that the great clock belonging to the works at Stony Hill had
struck ten, Barbican, Ardan and M'Nicholl began to take the...
| The First Half Hour|
What had taken place within the Projectile? What effect had been
produced by the frightful concussion? Had Barbican's ingenuity been...
| They Make Themselves At Home And Feel Quite Comfortable|
This curious explanation given, and its soundness immediately
recognized, the three friends were soon fast wrapped in the arms of
| A Chapter For The Cornell Girls|
No incident worth recording occurred during the night, if night indeed
it could be called. In reality there was now no night or even...
| The Colds Of Space|
How could they imagine that the Observatory men had committed such a
blunder? Barbican would not believe it possible. He made the Ca...
| Instructive Conversation|
On the fourth of December, the Projectile chronometers marked five
o'clock in the morning, just as the travellers woke up from a ple...
| A High Old Time|
A new phenomenon, therefore, strange but logical, startling but
admitting of easy explanation, was now presented to their view,
| The Neutral Point|
What had taken place? Whence proceeded this strange intoxication whose
consequences might have proved so disastrous? A little forget...
| A Little Off The Track|
Barbican's mind was now completely at rest at least on one subject. The
original force of the discharge had been great enough to sen...
| The Observers Of The Moon|
Barbican's happy conjecture had probably hit the nail on the head. The
divergency even of a second may amount to millions of miles i...
| Fact And Fancy|
"Have you ever seen the Moon?" said a teacher ironically one day in
class to one of his pupils.
"No, sir;" was the pert reply; "b...
| A Bird's Eye View Of The Lunar Mountains|
I am rather inclined to believe myself that not one word of Ardan's
rhapsody had been ever heard by Barbican or M'Nicholl. Long befo...
| Lunar Landscapes|
At half past two in the morning of December 6th, the travellers crossed
the 30th northern parallel, at a distance from the lunar sur...
| A Night Of Fifteen Days|
The Projectile being not quite 30 miles from the Moon's north pole when
the startling phenomenon, recorded in our last chapter, took...
| Glimpses At The Invisible|
In spite of the dreadful condition in which the three friends now found
themselves, and the still more dreadful future that awaited ...
| The Southern Hemisphere|
Exceedingly narrow and exceedingly fortunate had been the escape of the
Projectile. And from a danger too the most unlikely and the ...
It was now exactly six o'clock in the evening. The Sun, completely clear
of all contact with the lunar disc, steeped the whole Proje...
| Puzzling Questions|
It was not until the Projectile had passed a little beyond Tycho's
immense concavity that Barbican and his friends had a good opport...
| In Every Fight The Impossible Wins|
No matter what we have been accustomed to, it is sad to bid it farewell
forever. The glimpse of the Moon's wondrous world imparted t...
| Off The Pacific Coast|
"Well, Lieutenant, how goes the sounding?"
"Pretty lively, Captain; we're nearly through;" replied the Lieutenant.
"But it's a tr...
| News For Marston!|
In a few minutes, consciousness had restored order on board the
Susquehanna, but the excitement was as great as ever. They had escap...
| On The Wings Of The Wind|
Leaving M'Connell and a few other Cambridge men to take charge of the
Great Telescope, Marston and Belfast in little more than an ho...
| The Club Men Go A Fishing|
Captain Bloomsbury was perfectly right when he said that almost
everything was ready for the commencement of the great work which th...
| Farewell To The Baltimore Gun Club|
The intense interest of our extraordinary but most veracious history
having reached its culmination at the end of the last chapter, ...
| The Gun Club|
During the War of the Rebellion, a new and influential club was
established in the city of Baltimore in the State of Maryland.
| President Barbicane's Communication|
On the 5th of October, at eight p.m., a dense crowd pressed
toward the saloons of the Gun Club at No. 21 Union Square.
All the memb...
| Effect Of The President's Communication|
It is impossible to describe the effect produced by the last
words of the honorable president-- the cries, the shouts, the
| Reply From The Observatory Of Cambridge|
Barbicane, however, lost not one moment amid all the enthusiasm
of which he had become the object. His first care was to
| The Romance Of The Moon|
An observer endued with an infinite range of vision, and placed
in that unknown center around which the entire world revolves,
| Permissive Limits Of Ignorance And Belief In The United States|
The immediate result of Barbicane's proposition was to place upon
the orders of the day all the astronomical facts relative to the
| The Hymn Of The Cannon-ball|
The Observatory of Cambridge in its memorable letter had treated the
question from a purely astronomical point of view. The mecha...
| History Of The Cannon|
The resolutions passed at the last meeting produced a great
effect out of doors. Timid people took fright at the idea of
a shot we...
| The Question Of The Powders|
There remained for consideration merely the question of powders.
The public awaited with interest its final decision. The size
| One Enemy V Twenty-five Millions Of Friends|
The American public took a lively interest in the smallest
details of the enterprise of the Gun Club. It followed day by
day the d...
| Florida And Texas|
One question remained yet to be decided; it was necessary to
choose a favorable spot for the experiment. According to the
| Urbi Et Orbi|
The astronomical, mechanical, and topographical difficulties
resolved, finally came the question of finance. The sum
required was ...
| Stones Hill|
When the decision was arrived at by the Gun Club, to the
disparagement of Texas, every one in America, where reading is
| Pickaxe And Trowel|
The same evening Barbicane and his companions returned to Tampa
Town; and Murchison, the engineer, re-embarked on board the
| The Fete Of The Casting|
During the eight months which were employed in the work of
excavation the preparatory works of the casting had been carried
| The Columbiad|
Had the casting succeeded? They were reduced to mere conjecture.
There was indeed every reason to expect success, since the mould
| A Telegraphic Dispatch|
The great works undertaken by the Gun Club had now virtually
come to an end; and two months still remained before the day for
| The Passenger Of The Atlanta|
If this astounding news, instead of flying through the electric
wires, had simply arrived by post in the ordinary sealed envelope,...
| A Monster Meeting|
On the following day Barbicane, fearing that indiscreet
questions might be put to Michel Ardan, was desirous of reducing
| Attack And Riposte|
As soon as the excitement had subsided, the following words were
heard uttered in a strong and determined voice:
"Now that the sp...
| How A Frenchman Manages An Affair|
While the contract of this duel was being discussed by the
president and the captain-- this dreadful, savage duel, in which
| The New Citizen Of The United States|
That same day all America heard of the affair of Captain Nicholl
and President Barbicane, as well as its singular denouement.
| The Projectile-vehicle|
On the completion of the Columbiad the public interest centered
in the projectile itself, the vehicle which was destined to
| The Telescope Of The Rocky Mountains|
On the 20th of October in the preceding year, after the close of
the subscription, the president of the Gun Club had credited the
| Final Details|
It was the 22nd of November; the departure was to take place in
ten days. One operation alone remained to be accomplished to
The first of December had arrived! the fatal day! for, if the
projectile were not discharged that very night at 10h. 48m. 40s.
| Foul Weather|
At the moment when that pyramid of fire rose to a prodigious
height into the air, the glare of flame lit up the whole of
| A New Star|
That very night, the startling news so impatiently awaited,
burst like a thunderbolt over the United States of the Union,
| Twenty Minutes Past Ten To Forty-seven Minutes Past Ten P M|
As ten o'clock struck, Michel Ardan, Barbicane, and Nicholl,
took leave of the numerous friends they were leaving on the earth.
| The First Half-hour|
What had happened? What effect had this frightful shock produced?
Had the ingenuity of the constructors of the projectile obtained
| Their Place Of Shelter|
This curious but certainly correct explanation once given, the
three friends returned to their slumbers. Could they have found
| A Little Algebra|
The night passed without incident. The word "night," however,
is scarcely applicable.
The position of the projectile with regard...
| The Cold Of Space|
This revelation came like a thunderbolt. Who could have
expected such an error in calculation? Barbicane would not
believe it. N...
| Question And Answer|
On the 4th of December, when the travelers awoke after
fifty-four hours' journey, the chronometer marked five o'clock
of the terres...
| A Moment Of Intoxication|
Thus a phenomenon, curious but explicable, was happening under
these strange conditions.
Every object thrown from the projectile ...
| At Seventy-eight Thousand Five Hundred And Fourteen Leagues|
What had happened? Whence the cause of this singular
intoxication, the consequences of which might have been
very disastrous? A sim...
| The Consequences Of A Deviation|
Barbicane had now no fear of the issue of the journey, at least
as far as the projectile's impulsive force was concerned; its
| The Observers Of The Moon|
Barbicane had evidently hit upon the only plausible reason
of this deviation. However slight it might have been, it
had sufficed t...
| Fancy And Reality|
"Have you ever seen the moon?" asked a professor, ironically,
of one of his pupils.
"No, sir!" replied the pupil, still more iron...
| Orographic Details|
The course taken by the projectile, as we have before remarked, was
bearing it toward the moon's northern hemisphere. The travelers...
| Lunar Landscapes|
At half-past two in the morning, the projectile was over the
thirteenth lunar parallel and at the effective distance of five
| The Night Of Three Hundred And Fifty-four Hours And A Half|
At the moment when this phenomenon took place so rapidly, the
projectile was skirting the moon's north pole at less than
| Hyperbola Or Parabola|
We may, perhaps, be astonished to find Barbicane and his
companions so little occupied with the future reserved for them
in their m...
| The Southern Hemisphere|
The projectile had just escaped a terrible danger, and a very
unforseen one. Who would have thought of such an encounter
At six in the evening the projectile passed the south pole at
less than forty miles off, a distance equal to that already
| Grave Questions|
But the projectile had passed the enceinte of Tycho, and
Barbicane and his two companions watched with scrupulous
attention the bri...
| A Struggle Against The Impossible|
For a long time Barbicane and his companions looked silently and
sadly upon that world which they had only seen from a distance,
| The Soundings Of The Susquehanna|
Well, lieutenant, and our soundings?"
"I think, sir, that the operation is nearing its completion,"
replied Lieutenant Bronsfield...
| J T Maston Recalled|
"It is `they' come back again!" the young midshipman had said,
and every one had understood him. No one doubted but that the
| Recovered From The Sea|
The spot where the projectile sank under the waves was exactly
known; but the machinery to grasp it and bring it to the surface
| The End|
We may remember the intense sympathy which had accompanied the
travelers on their departure. If at the beginning of the
| A Journey To The Centre Of The Earth|
| My Uncle Makes A Great Discovery|
Looking back to all that has occurred to me since that eventful day, I
am scarcely able to believe in the reality of my adventures. ...
| The Mysterious Parchment|
"I Declare," cried my uncle, striking the table fiercely with his fist,
"I declare to you it is Runic and contains some wonderful...
| An Astounding Discovery|
"What is the matter?" cried the cook, entering the room; "when will
master have his dinner?"
"And, his supper?"
| We Start On The Journey|
"You see, the whole island is composed of volcanoes," said the
Professor, "and remark carefully that they all bear the name of Yocul...
| First Lessons In Climbing|
At Altona, a suburb of Hamburg, is the Chief Station of the Kiel
railway, which was to take us to the shores of the Belt. In twenty
| Our Voyage To Iceland|
The hour of departure came at last. The night before, the worthy Mr.
Thompson brought us the most cordial letters of introduction fo...
| Conversation And Discovery|
When I returned, dinner was ready. This meal was devoured by my worthy
relative with avidity and voracity. His shipboard diet had tu...
| Our Start We Meet With Adventures By The Way|
The weather was overcast but settled, when we commenced our adventurous
and perilous journey. We had neither to fear fatiguing heat ...
| Traveling In Iceland|
It ought, one would have thought, to have been night, even in the
sixty-fifth parallel of latitude; but still the nocturnal illumina...
| We Reach Mount Sneffels The Reykir|
Stapi is a town consisting of thirty huts, built on a large plain of
lava, exposed to the rays of the sun, reflected from the volcan...
| The Ascent Of Mount Sneffels|
The huge volcano which was the first stage of our daring experiment is
above five thousand feet high. Sneffels is the termination of...
| The Shadow Of Scartaris|
Our supper was eaten with ease and rapidity, after which everybody did
the best he could for himself within the hollow of the crater...
| The Real Journey Commences|
Our real journey had now commenced. Hitherto our courage and
determination had overcome all difficulties. We were fatigued at times;...
| We Continue Our Descent|
At eight o'clock the next morning, a faint kind of dawn of day awoke us.
The thousand and one prisms of the lava collected the light...
| The Eastern Tunnel|
The next day was Tuesday, the 30th of June and at six o'clock in the
morning we resumed our journey.
We still continued to follow...
| Deeper And Deeper The Coal Mine|
In truth, we were compelled to put ourselves upon rations. Our supply
would certainly last not more than three days. I found this ou...
| The Wrong Road!|
Next day, our departure took place at a very early hour. There was no
time for the least delay. According to my account, we had five...
| The Western Gallery A New Route|
Our descent was now resumed by means of the second gallery. Hans took up
his post in front as usual. We had not gone more than a hun...
| Water Where Is It? A Bitter Disappointment|
During a long, long, weary hour, there crossed my wildly delirious brain
all sorts of reasons as to what could have aroused our quie...
| Under The Ocean|
By the next day we had nearly forgotten our past sufferings. The first
sensation I experienced was surprise at not being thirsty, an...
| Sunday Below Ground|
I Awoke on Sunday morning without any sense of hurry and bustle
attendant on an immediate departure. Though the day to be devoted to...
It must in all truth be confessed, things as yet had gone on well, and I
should have acted in bad taste to have complained. If the t...
No words in any human language can depict my utter despair. I was
literally buried alive; with no other expectation before me but to...
| The Whispering Gallery|
When at last I came back to a sense of life and being, my face was wet,
but wet, as I soon knew, with tears. How long this state of
| A Rapid Recovery|
When I returned to the consciousness of existence, I found myself
surrounded by a kind of semiobscurity, lying on some thick and sof...
| The Central Sea|
At first I saw absolutely nothing. My eyes, wholly unused to the
effulgence of light, could not bear the sudden brightness; and I wa...
| Launching The Raft|
On the morning of the next day, to my great surprise, I awoke completely
restored. I thought a bath would be delightful after my lon...
| On The Waters A Raft Voyage|
On the thirteenth of August we were up betimes. There was no time to be
lost. We now had to inaugurate a new kind of locomotion, whi...
| Terrific Saurian Combat|
Saturday, August 15th. The sea still retains its uniform monotony. The
same leaden hue, the same eternal glare from above. No indica...
| The Sea Monster|
Wednesday, August 19th. Fortunately the wind, which for the present
blows with some violence, has allowed us to escape from the scen...
| The Battle Of The Elements|
Friday, August 21st. This morning the magnificent geyser had wholly
disappeared. The wind had freshened up, and we were fast leaving...
| Our Route Reversed|
Here ends what I call "My Journal" of our voyage on board the raft,
which journal was happily saved from the wreck. I proceed with m...
| A Voyage Of Discovery|
It would be altogether impossible for me to give any idea of the utter
astonishment which overcame the Professor on making this extr...
| Discovery Upon Discovery|
In order fully to understand the exclamation made by my uncle, and his
allusions to these illustrious and learned men, it will be ne...
| What Is It?|
For a long and weary hour we tramped over this great bed of bones. We
advanced regardless of everything, drawn on by ardent curiosit...
| The Mysterious Dagger|
During this time, we had left the bright and transparent forest far
behind us. We were mute with astonishment, overcome by a kind of...
| No Outlet Blasting The Rock|
Ever since the commencement of our marvelous journey, I had experienced
many surprises, had suffered from many illusions. I thought ...
| The Explosion And Its Results|
The next day, which was the twenty-seventh of August, was a date
celebrated in our wondrous subterranean journey. I never think of i...
| The Ape Gigans|
It is difficult for me to determine what was the real time, but I should
suppose, by after calculation, that it must have been ten a...
Hunger, prolonged, is temporary madness! The brain is at work without
its required food, and the most fantastic notions fill the min...
| The Volcanic Shaft|
Man's constitution is so peculiar that his health is purely a negative
matter. No sooner is the rage of hunger appeased than it beco...
| Daylight At Last|
When I opened my eyes I felt the hand of the guide clutching me firmly
by the belt. With his other hand he supported my uncle. I was...
| The Journey Ended|
This is the final conclusion of a narrative which will be probably
disbelieved even by people who are astonished at nothing. I am, h...
| The Professor And His Family|
On the 24th of May, 1863, my uncle, Professor Liedenbrock, rushed
into his little house, No. 19 Konigstrasse, one of the oldest street...
| A Mystery To Be Solved At Any Price|
That study of his was a museum, and nothing else. Specimens of
everything known in mineralogy lay there in their places in perfect
| The Runic Writing Exercises The Professor|
"Undoubtedly it is Runic," said the Professor, bending his brows;
"but there is a secret in it, and I mean to discover the key."
| The Enemy To Be Starved Into Submission|
"He is gone!" cried Martha, running out of her kitchen at the noise
of the violent slamming of doors.
"Yes," I replied, "completely...
| Famine Then Victory Followed By Dismay|
I had only just time to replace the unfortunate document upon the
Professor Liedenbrock seemed to be greatly abstracted.
| Exciting Discussions About An Unparalleled Enterprise|
At these words a cold shiver ran through me. Yet I controlled myself;
I even resolved to put a good face upon it. Scientific arguments...
| A Woman's Courage|
Thus ended this memorable seance. That conversation threw me into a
fever. I came out of my uncle's study as if I had been stunned, an...
| Serious Preparations For Vertical Descent|
Altona, which is but a suburb of Hamburg, is the terminus of the Kiel
railway, which was to carry us to the Belts. In twenty minutes w...
| Iceland! But What Next?|
The day for our departure arrived. The day before it our kind friend
M. Thomsen brought us letters of introduction to Count Trampe, th...
| Interesting Conversations With Icelandic Savants|
Dinner was ready. Professor Liedenbrock devoured his portion
voraciously, for his compulsory fast on board had converted his
| A Guide Found To The Centre Of The Earth|
In the evening I took a short walk on the beach and returned at night
to my plank-bed, where I slept soundly all night.
When I awok...
| A Barren Land|
We had started under a sky overcast but calm. There was no fear of
heat, none of disastrous rain. It was just the weather for tourists...
| Hospitality Under The Arctic Circle|
It ought to have been night-time, but under the 65th parallel there
was nothing surprising in the nocturnal polar light. In Iceland
| But Arctics Can Be Inhospitable Too|
Stapi is a village consisting of about thirty huts, built of lava, at
the south side of the base of the volcano. It extends along the ...
| Snaefell At Last|
Snaefell is 5,000 feet high. Its double cone forms the limit of a
trachytic belt which stands out distinctly in the mountain system of...
| Boldly Down The Crater|
Supper was rapidly devoured, and the little company housed themselves
as best they could. The bed was hard, the shelter not very
| Vertical Descent|
Now began our real journey. Hitherto our toil had overcome all
difficulties, now difficulties would spring up at every step.
I had ...
| The Wonders Of Terrestrial Depths|
At eight in the morning a ray of daylight came to wake us up. The
thousand shining surfaces of lava on the walls received it on its
| Geological Studies In Situ|
Next day, Tuesday, June 30, at 6 a.m., the descent began again.
We were still following the gallery of lava, a real natural
| The First Signs Of Distress|
In fact, we had to ration ourselves. Our provision of water could not
last more than three days. I found that out for certain when
| Compassion Fuses The Professor's Heart|
Next day we started early. We had to hasten forward. It was a three
days' march to the cross roads.
I will not speak of the sufferi...
| What Happened In The Mountains|
If I speak of myself in this story, it is because I have been deeply
involved in its startling events, events doubtless among th...
| I Reach Morganton|
The twenty-seventh of April, having left Washington the night before,
I arrived at Raleigh, the capital of the State of North Ca...
| The Great Eyrie|
The next day at dawn, Elias Smith and I left Morganton by a road
which, winding along the left bank of the Catawba River, led to...
| A Meeting Of The Automobile Club|
Was the mystery of the Great Eyrie to be solved some day by chances
beyond our imagining? That was known only to the future. And...
| Along The Shores Of New England|
At the time when the newspapers were filled with these reports, I was
again in Washington. On my return I had presented myself a...
| The First Letter|
After leaving Mr. Ward I returned to my home in Long Street. There I
had plenty of time to consider this strange case uninterrup...
| A Third Machine|
I confess that at first this letter dumfounded me. "Ohs!" and "Ahs!"
slipped from my open mouth. The old servant stared at me, n...
| At Any Cost|
The suggestion of the Star came like a revelation. It was accepted
everywhere. Not only were these three vehicles the work of th...
| The Second Letter|
On Board the Terror
To the Old and New World,
The propositions emanating from the different governments
| Outside The Law|
Such was the letter addressed to the government of the United States.
As to the person who had placed it in the mail-box of the ...
| The Campaign|
So the undiscoverable commander had reappeared upon the territory of
the United States! He had never shown himself in Europe eit...
| Black Rock Creek|
Human nature is prone to illusions. Of course, there had been all
along a probability that the "Terror" had deserted the localit...
| On Board The Terror|
When I came to my senses it was daylight. A half light pierced the
thick glass port-hole of the narrow cabin wherein someone had...
The hours passed, and the situation did not change. The steersman
returned on deck, and the captain, descending, watched the mov...
| The Eagle's Nest|
On the morrow, when I awoke after a sound sleep, our vehicle seemed
motionless. It seemed to me evident that we were not running...
| Robur The Conqueror|
Robur, the Conqueror! This then was the likeness I had vaguely
recalled. Some years before the portrait of this extraordinary ma...
| In The Name Of The Law|
What was to be the issue of this remarkable adventure? Could I bring
it to any denouement whatever, either sooner or later? Did ...
| The Old Housekeeper's Last Comment|
When I came to myself after having been unconscious for many hours, a
group of sailors whose care had restored me to life surrou...
| A Challenge|
"Nothing, sir, can induce me to surrender my claim."
"I am sorry, count, but in such a matter your views cannot modify mine."
| Captain Servadac And His Orderly|
At the time of which I write, there might be seen in the registers of
the Minister of War the following entry:
| Interrupted Effusions|
Composed of mud and loose stones, and covered with a thatch of turf and
straw, known to the natives by the name of "driss," the gour...
| A Convulsion Of Nature|
Whence came it that at that very moment the horizon underwent so strange
and sudden a modification, that the eye of the most practic...
| A Mysterious Sea|
Violent as the commotion had been, that portion of the Algerian coast
which is bounded on the north by the Mediterranean, and on the...
| The Captain Makes An Exploration|
Hector Servadac was not the man to remain long unnerved by any untoward
event. It was part of his character to discover the why and ...
| Ben Zoof Watches In Vain|
In a few minutes the governor general and his population were asleep.
The gourbi being in ruins, they were obliged to put up with th...
| Venus In Perilous Proximity|
The light of the returning sun soon extinguished the glory of the stars,
and rendered it necessary for the captain to postpone his o...
| Inquiries Unsatisfied|
Fast as his legs could carry him, Servadac had made his way to the top
of the cliff. It was quite true that a vessel was in sight, h...
| A Search For Algeria|
The Dobryna, a strong craft of 200 tons burden, had been built in the
famous shipbuilding yards in the Isle of Wight. Her sea going ...
| An Island Tomb|
No longer, then, could there be any doubt as to the annihilation of
a considerable portion of the colony. Not merely had there been ...
| At The Mercy Of The Winds|
As the affrighted cormorants had winged their flight towards the south,
there sprang up a sanguine hope on board the schooner that lan...
| A Royal Salute|
"Then I take your bishop, major," said Colonel Murphy, as he made a move
that he had taken since the previous evening to consider.
| Sensitive Nationality|
When the schooner had approached the island, the Englishmen were able
to make out the name "Dobryna" painted on the aft-board. A sin...
| An Enigma From The Sea|
Lieutenant Procope had been left on board in charge of the Dobryna,
and on resuming the voyage it was a task of some difficulty to m...
| The Residuum Of A Continent|
Almost unconsciously, the voyagers in the Dobryna fell into the habit
of using Gallia as the name of the new world in which they bec...
| A Second Enigma|
Upon re-embarking, the bewildered explorers began to discuss the
question whether it would not now be desirable to make their way ba...
| An Unexpected Population|
The Dobryna was now back again at the island. Her cruise had lasted
from the 31st of January to the 5th of March, a period of thirty...
| Gallia's Governor General|
The Spaniards who had arrived on board the Hansa consisted of nine men
and a lad of twelve years of age, named Pablo. They all recei...
| A Light On The Horizon|
On the following day, without giving himself any further concern about
the Jew's incredulity, the captain gave orders for the Hansa ...
| Winter Quarters|
The habitation that had now revealed itself, well lighted and thoroughly
warm, was indeed marvelous. Not only would it afford ample ...
| A Frozen Ocean|
The moon! She had disappeared for weeks; was she now returning? Had
she been faithless to the earth? and had she now approached to b...
| A Carrier-pigeon|
When, three hours after sunset, on the 23d of March, the Gallian moon
rose upon the western horizon, it was observed that she had en...
| A Sledge-ride|
Formentera was at once recognized by Servadac and the count as the
name of one of the smallest of the Balearic Islands. It was more ...
| The Astronomer|
By the return of the expedition, conveying its contribution from
Formentera, the known population of Gallia was raised to a total of
| A Revelation|
To the general population of the colony the arrival of the stranger was
a matter of small interest. The Spaniards were naturally too...
| The Professor's Experiences|
"Yes, my comet!" repeated the professor, and from time to time he
knitted his brows, and looked around him with a defiant air, as th...
| A Revised Calendar|
All previous hypotheses, then, were now forgotten in the presence of the
one great fact that Gallia was a comet and gravitating thro...
| Wanted: A Steelyard|
Under the still diminishing influence of the sun's attraction, but
without let or hindrance, Gallia continued its interplanetary cou...
| Money At A Premium|
"Who's there? I have nothing here for anyone. Go away!" Such was the
inhospitable greeting with which Isaac Hakkabut received his vi...
| Lamentations Over Again But Standing Out Here Will Never Do|
Out of the way, old Hakkabut, I say! out of the way!" and, without more
ado, he thrust the astonished Jew on one side and opened the doo...
| Gallia Weighed|
A quarter of an hour later, the visitors to the Hansa had reassembled
in the common hall of Nina's Hive.
"Now, gentlemen, we can ...
| Jupiter Somewhat Close|
Except as to the time the comet would take to revolve round the sun,
it must be confessed that all the professor's calculations had
| Market Prices In Gallia|
"All right!" said Servadac, convinced by the professor's ill humor that
the danger was past; "no doubt we are in for a two years' ex...
| Far Into Space|
A month passed away. Gallia continued its course, bearing its little
population onwards, so far removed from the ordinary influence ...
| A Fete Day|
The temperature continued to decrease; the mercurial thermometer, which
freezes at 42 degrees below zero, was no longer of service, ...
| The Bowels Of The Comet|
The whole night was spent in speculating, with gloomy forebodings, upon
the chances of the future. The temperature of the hall, now ...
| Dreary Months|
Henceforth, then, with a velocity ever increasing, Gallia would
re-approach the sun.
Except the thirteen Englishmen who had been ...
| The Professor Perplexed|
Another month passed away, and it was now September, but it was still
impossible to leave the warmth of the subterranean retreat for...
| A Journey And A Disappointment|
It was as the professor had said. From the day that Isaac Hakkabut had
entered upon his mercantile career, his dealings had all been...
| A Bold Proposition|
On his return Servadac communicated to the count the result of his
expedition, and, though perfectly silent on the subject of his pe...
| The Venture Made|
What would be the consequences of this sudden and complete disruption,
Servadac and his people hardly dared to think.
The first c...
When the balloon had reached an elevation of about 2,500 yards,
Lieutenant Procope determined to maintain it at that level. A wire-w...
| Back Again|
"In Algeria, captain?"
"Yes, Ben Zoof, in Algeria; and not far from Mostaganem." Such were the
first words which, after their ret...
| A Shifting Reef|
The year 1866 was signalised by a remarkable incident, a mysterious and
puzzling phenomenon, which doubtless no one has yet forgotten....
| Pro And Con|
At the period when these events took place, I had just returned from a
scientific research in the disagreeable territory of Nebraska, ...
| I Form My Resolution|
Three seconds before the arrival of J. B. Hobson's letter I no more
thought of pursuing the unicorn than of attempting the passage of ...
| Ned Land|
Captain Farragut was a good seaman, worthy of the frigate he commanded.
His vessel and he were one. He was the soul of it. On the qu...
| At A Venture|
The voyage of the Abraham Lincoln was for a long time marked by no
special incident. But one circumstance happened which showed the
| At Full Steam|
At this cry the whole ship's crew hurried towards the
harpooner--commander, officers, masters, sailors, cabin boys; even the
| An Unknown Species Of Whale|
This unexpected fall so stunned me that I have no clear recollection of
my sensations at the time. I was at first drawn down to a dep...
| Mobilis In Mobili|
This forcible abduction, so roughly carried out, was accomplished with
the rapidity of lightning. I shivered all over. Whom had we t...
| Ned Land's Tempers|
How long we slept I do not know; but our sleep must have lasted long,
for it rested us completely from our fatigues. I woke first. M...
| The Man Of The Seas|
It was the commander of the vessel who thus spoke.
At these words, Ned Land rose suddenly. The steward, nearly strangled,
| All By Electricity|
"Sir," said Captain Nemo, showing me the instruments hanging on the
walls of his room, "here are the contrivances required for the
| Some Figures|
A moment after we were seated on a divan in the saloon smoking. The
Captain showed me a sketch that gave the plan, section, and eleva...
| The Black River|
The portion of the terrestrial globe which is covered by water is
estimated at upwards of eighty millions of acres. This fluid mass
| A Note Of Invitation|
The next day was the 9th of November. I awoke after a long sleep of
twelve hours. Conseil came, according to custom, to know "how I ...
| A Walk On The Bottom Of The Sea|
This cell was, to speak correctly, the arsenal and wardrobe of the
Nautilus. A dozen diving apparatuses hung from the partition waiti...
| A Submarine Forest|
We had at last arrived on the borders of this forest, doubtless one of
the finest of Captain Nemo's immense domains. He looked upon i...
| Four Thousand Leagues Under The Pacific|
The next morning, the 18th of November, I had quite recovered from my
fatigues of the day before, and I went up on to the platform, ju...
This terrible spectacle was the forerunner of the series of maritime
catastrophes that the Nautilus was destined to meet with in its r...
| Torres Straits|
During the night of the 27th or 28th of December, the Nautilus left the
shores of Vanikoro with great speed. Her course was south-wes...
| A Few Days On Land|
I was much impressed on touching land. Ned Land tried the soil with
his feet, as if to take possession of it. However, it was only t...
| Captain Nemo's Thunderbolt|
We looked at the edge of the forest without rising, my hand stopping in
the action of putting it to my mouth, Ned Land's completing it...
| Aegri Somnia|
The following day 10th January, the Nautilus continued her course
between two seas, but with such remarkable speed that I could not
| The Coral Kingdom|
The next day I woke with my head singularly clear. To my great
surprise, I was in my own room. My companions, no doubt, had been
| The Indian Ocean|
We now come to the second part of our journey under the sea. The first
ended with the moving scene in the coral cemetery which left s...
| A Novel Proposal Of Captain Nemo's|
On the 28th of February, when at noon the Nautilus came to the surface
of the sea, in 9 deg. 4' N. lat., there was land in sight about...
| A Pearl Of Ten Millions|
The next morning at four o'clock I was awakened by the steward whom
Captain Nemo had placed at my service. I rose hurriedly, dressed,...
| The Red Sea|
In the course of the day of the 29th of January, the island of Ceylon
disappeared under the horizon, and the Nautilus, at a speed of t...
| The Arabian Tunnel|
That same evening, in 21 deg. 30' N. lat., the Nautilus floated on the
surface of the sea, approaching the Arabian coast. I saw Djedd...
| The Grecian Archipelago|
The next day, the 12th of February, at the dawn of day, the Nautilus
rose to the surface. I hastened on to the platform. Three miles...
| The Mediterranean In Forty-eight Hours|
The Mediterranean, the blue sea par excellence, "the great sea" of the
Hebrews, "the sea" of the Greeks, the "mare nostrum" of the Rom...
| Vigo Bay|
The Atlantic! a vast sheet of water whose superficial area covers
twenty-five millions of square miles, the length of which is nine
| A Vanished Continent|
The next morning, the 19th of February, I saw the Canadian enter my
room. I expected this visit. He looked very disappointed.
| The Submarine Coal-mines|
The next day, the 20th of February, I awoke very late: the fatigues of
the previous night had prolonged my sleep until eleven o'clock...
| The Sargasso Sea|
That day the Nautilus crossed a singular part of the Atlantic Ocean.
No one can be ignorant of the existence of a current of warm wate...
| Cachalots And Whales|
During the nights of the 13th and 14th of March, the Nautilus returned
to its southerly course. I fancied that, when on a level with ...
| The Iceberg|
The Nautilus was steadily pursuing its southerly course, following the
fiftieth meridian with considerable speed. Did he wish to reac...
| The South Pole|
I rushed on to the platform. Yes! the open sea, with but a few
scattered pieces of ice and moving icebergs--a long stretch of sea; a
| Accident Or Incident?|
The next day, the 22nd of March, at six in the morning, preparations
for departure were begun. The last gleams of twilight were melti...
| Want Of Air|
Thus around the Nautilus, above and below, was an impenetrable wall of
ice. We were prisoners to the iceberg. I watched the Captain....
| From Cape Horn To The Amazon|
How I got on to the platform, I have no idea; perhaps the Canadian had
carried me there. But I breathed, I inhaled the vivifying sea-...
| The Poulps|
For several days the Nautilus kept off from the American coast.
Evidently it did not wish to risk the tides of the Gulf of Mexico or o...
| The Gulf Stream|
This terrible scene of the 20th of April none of us can ever forget. I
have written it under the influence of violent emotion. Since...
| From Latitude 47 Deg 24' To Longitude 17 Deg 28'|
In consequence of the storm, we had been thrown eastward once more.
All hope of escape on the shores of New York or St. Lawrence had f...
| A Hecatomb|
The way of describing this unlooked-for scene, the history of the
patriot ship, told at first so coldly, and the emotion with which th...
| The Last Words Of Captain Nemo|
The panels had closed on this dreadful vision, but light had not
returned to the saloon: all was silence and darkness within the
Thus ends the voyage under the seas. What passed during that
night--how the boat escaped from the eddies of the maelstrom--how Ned
| Contradictory Letters|
To Mr. F. R. Starr, Engineer, 30 Canongate, Edinburgh.
IF Mr. James Starr will come to-morrow to the Aberfoyle coal-mines,
| On The Road|
THE course of James Starr's ideas was abruptly stopped, when he got this
second letter contradicting the first.
"What does this m...
| The Dochart Pit|
HARRY FORD was a fine, strapping fellow of five and twenty. His grave
looks, his habitually passive expression, had from childhood b...
| The Ford Family|
TEN minutes afterwards, James Starr and Harry issued from the principal
gallery. They were now standing in a glade, if we may use th...
| Some Strange Phenomena|
MANY superstitious beliefs exist both in the Highlands and Lowlands of
Scotland. Of course the mining population must furnish its co...
| Simon Ford's Experiment|
THE old clock in the cottage struck one as James Starr and his two
companions went out. A dim light penetrated through the ventilati...
| New Aberfoyle|
THE old overman's experiment had succeeded. Firedamp, it is well known,
is only generated in coal seams; therefore the existence of ...
AT Harry's call, James Starr, Madge, and Simon Ford entered through the
narrow orifice which put the Dochart pit in communication wi...
| The Fire-maidens|
A WEEK after the events just related had taken place, James Starr's
friends had become very anxious. The engineer had disappeared, a...
| Coal Town|
THREE years after the events which have just been related, the
guide-books recommended as a "great attraction," to the numerous
| Hanging By A Thread|
ALTHOUGH in this way the Ford family led a happy and contented life, yet
it was easy to see that Harry, naturally of a grave disposi...
| Nell Adopted|
A COUPLE of hours later, Harry still unconscious, and the child in a
very feeble state, were brought to the cottage by Jack Ryan and...
| On The Revolving Ladder|
THE mining operations at New Aberfoyle continued to be carried on very
successfully. As a matter of course, the engineer, James Star...
| A Sunrise|
A MONTH after this, on the evening of the 20th of August, Simon Ford and
Madge took leave, with all manner of good wishes, of four t...
| Loch Lomond And Loch Katrine|
HARRY bore Nell carefully down the steeps of Arthur's Seat, and,
accompanied by James Starr and Jack Ryan, they reached Lambert's Ho...
| A Final Threat|
ON that day, in the colliery of New Aberfoyle, work was going on in the
usual regular way. In the distance could be heard the crash ...
| The Monk|
THIS name revealed everything to the old overman. It was that of the
last "monk" of the Dochart pit.
In former days, before the i...
| Nell's Wedding|
IT was agreed that the inhabitants of the cottage must keep more on
their guard than ever. The threats of old Silfax were too seriou...
| The Legend Of Old Silfax|
Six months after these events, the marriage, so strangely interrupted,
was finally celebrated in St. Giles's chapel, and the young c...
| Shock Absorber|
A man acts on what he believes the facts are, not on the facts. He
lives or dies by what the fa...
| The 4-d Doodler|
"Do you believe, Professor Gault, that this four dimensional
plane contains life--intelligent life?"
At the question, Ga...
| Second Landing|
A gentle fancy for the Christmas Season--an
oft-told tale with a wistful twistful of Something
that left the Earth with a wing...
Of course if Man is to survive, he must be adaptable,
as any life form must. But that's not enough; he must
adapt faster than th...
| The Cavern Of The Shining Ones|
Layroh's hiring of husky down-and-outers
for his expedition is part of a plan
made ages past.
It was shortly ...
| Zehru Of Xollar|
Three Earthlings are whisked on an
inter-dimensional journey to the den
of the Scientist Zehru.
When the rolling th...
| The Door In The Wall|
One confidential evening, not three months ago, Lionel Wallace told
me this story of the Door in the Wall. And at the time I tho...
| The Star|
It was on the first day of the New Year that the announcement
was made, almost simultaneously from three observatories, that the
| A Dream Of Armageddon|
The man with the white face entered the carriage at Rugby. He
moved slowly in spite of the urgency of his porter, and even while
| The Cone|
The night was hot and overcast, the sky red, rimmed with the
lingering sunset of mid-summer. They sat at the open window,
trying to ...
| A Moonlight Fable|
There was once a little man whose mother made him a beautiful suit
of clothes. It was green and gold and woven so that I cannot
| The Diamond Maker|
Some business had detained me in Chancery Lane nine in the
evening, and thereafter, having some inkling of a headache, I was
| The Lord Of The Dynamos|
The chief attendant of the three dynamos that buzzed and rattled at
Camberwell, and kept the electric railway going, came out of
| The Country Of The Blind|
Three hundred miles and more from Chimborazo, one hundred from the
snows of Cotopaxi, in the wildest wastes of Ecuador's Andes, there
| Mr Bedford Meets Mr Cavor At Lympne|
As I sit down to write here amidst the shadows of vine-leaves under the
blue sky of southern Italy, it comes to me with a certain qual...
| The First Making Of Cavorite|
But Cavor's fears were groundless, so far as the actual making was
concerned. On the 14th of October, 1899, this incredible substance ...
| The Building Of The Sphere|
I remember the occasion very distinctly when Cavor told me of his idea of
the sphere. He had had intimations of it before, but at the ...
| Inside The Sphere|
"Go on," said Cavor, as I sat across the edge of the manhole, and looked
down into the black interior of the sphere. We two were alone...
| The Journey To The Moon|
Presently Cavor extinguished the light. He said we had not overmuch
energy stored, and that what we had we must economise for reading....
| The Landing On The Moon|
I remember how one day Cavor suddenly opened six of our shutters and
blinded me so that I cried aloud at him. The whole area was moon,...
| Sunrise On The Moon|
As we saw it first it was the wildest and most desolate of scenes. We were
in an enormous amphitheatre, a vast circular plain, the flo...
| A Lunar Morning|
The harsh emphasis, the pitiless black and white of scenery had altogether
disappeared. The glare of the sun had taken upon itself a f...
| Prospecting Begins|
We ceased to gaze. We turned to each other, the same thought, the same
question in our eyes. For these plants to grow, there must be s...
| Lost Men In The Moon|
His face caught something of my dismay. He stood up and stared about him
at the scrub that fenced us in and rose about us, straining u...
| The Mooncalf Pastures|
So we two poor terrestrial castaways, lost in that wild-growing moon
jungle, crawled in terror before the sounds that had come upon us...
| The Selenite's Face|
I found myself sitting crouched together in a tumultuous darkness. For a
long time I could not understand where I was, nor how I had c...
| Mr Cavor Makes Some Suggestions|
For a time neither of us spoke. To focus together all the things we had
brought upon ourselves seemed beyond my mental powers.
| Experiments In Intercourse|
When at last we had made an end of eating, the Selenites linked our hands
closely together again, and then untwisted the chains about ...
| The Giddy Bridge|
Just for a moment that hostile pause endured. I suppose that both we and
the Selenites did some very rapid thinking. My clearest impre...
| Points Of View|
The light grew stronger as we advanced. In a little time it was nearly as
strong as the phosphorescence on Cavor's legs. Our tunnel wa...
| The Fight In The Cave Of The Moon Butchers|
I do not know how far we clambered before we came to the grating. It may
be we ascended only a few hundred feet, but at the time it se...
| In The Sunlight|
Presently we saw that the cavern before us opened upon a hazy void. In
another moment we had emerged upon a sort of slanting gallery, ...
| Mr Bedford Alone|
In a little while it seemed to me as though I had always been alone on the
moon. I hunted for a time with a certain intentness, but th...
| Mr Bedford In Infinite Space|
It was almost as though I had been killed. Indeed, I could imagine a man
suddenly and violently killed would feel very much as I did. ...
| Mr Bedford At Littlestone|
My line of flight was about parallel with the surface as I came into the
upper air. The temperature of sphere began to rise forthwith....
| The Astonishing Communication Of Mr Julius Wendigee|
When I had finished my account of my return to the earth at Littlestone, I
wrote, "The End," made a flourish, and threw my pen aside, ...
| An Abstract Of The Six Messages First Received From Mr Cavor|
The two earlier messages of Mr. Cavor may very well be reserved for that
larger volume. They simply tell, with greater brevity and wit...
| The Natural History Of The Selenites|
The messages of Cavor from the sixth up to the sixteenth are for the most
part so much broken, and they abound so in repetitions, that...
| The Grand Lunar|
The penultimate message describes, with occasionally elaborate detail, the
encounter between Cavor and the Grand Lunar, who is the rul...
| The Last Message Cavor Sent To The Earth|
On this unsatisfactory manner the penultimate message of Cavor dies out.
One seems to see him away there in the blue obscurity amidst ...
| The Discovery Of The Food|
In the middle years of the nineteenth century there first became
abundant in this strange world of ours a class of men, men te...
| The Experimental Farm|
Mr. Bensington proposed originally to try this stuff, so soon as he was
really able to prepare it, upon tadpoles. One always d...
| The Giant Rats|
It was two nights after the disappearance of Mr. Skinner that the
Podbourne doctor was out late near Hankey, driving in his bu...
| The Giant Children|
For a time at least the spreading circle of residual consequences about
the Experimental Farm must pass out of the focus of ou...
| The Minimificence Of Mr Bensington|
It was while the Royal Commission on Boomfood was preparing its report
that Herakleophorbia really began to demonstrate its ca...
| The Coming Of The Food|
Our theme, which began so compactly in Mr. Bensington's study, has
already spread and branched, until it points this way and t...
| The Brat Gigantic|
The giant child was ugly--the Vicar would insist. "He always had been
ugly--as all excessive things must be." The Vicar's view...
| The Altered World|
Change played in its new fashion with the world for twenty years. To
most men the new things came little by little and day by ...
| The Giant Lovers|
Now it chanced in the days when Caterham was campaigning against the
Boom-children before the General Election that was--amids...
| Young Caddies In London|
All unaware of the trend of events, unaware of the laws that were
closing in upon all the Brethren, unaware indeed that there ...
| Redwood's Two Days|
So soon as Caterham knew the moment for grasping his nettle had come, he
took the law into his own hands and sent to arrest Co...
| The Giant Leaguer|
Presently Redwood found himself in a train going south over the Thames.
He had a brief vision of the river shining under its l...
| The Strange Man's Arrival|
The stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a
biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the year, over
| Mr Teddy Henfrey's First Impressions|
At four o'clock, when it was fairly dark and Mrs. Hall was screwing
up her courage to go in and ask her visitor if he would take som...
| The Thousand And One Bottles|
So it was that on the twenty-ninth day of February, at the beginning
of the thaw, this singular person fell out of infinity into Ipi...
| Mr Cuss Interviews The Stranger|
I have told the circumstances of the stranger's arrival in Iping
with a certain fulness of detail, in order that the curious
| The Burglary At The Vicarage|
The facts of the burglary at the vicarage came to us chiefly
through the medium of the vicar and his wife. It occurred in the
| The Furniture That Went Mad|
Now it happened that in the early hours of Whit Monday, before
Millie was hunted out for the day, Mr. Hall and Mrs. Hall both rose
| The Unveiling Of The Stranger|
The stranger went into the little parlour of the "Coach and Horses"
about half-past five in the morning, and there he remained until...
| In Transit|
The eighth chapter is exceedingly brief, and relates that Gibbons,
the amateur naturalist of the district, while lying out on the
| Mr Thomas Marvel|
You must picture Mr. Thomas Marvel as a person of copious, flexible
visage, a nose of cylindrical protrusion, a liquorish, ample,
| Mr Marvel's Visit To Iping|
After the first gusty panic had spent itself Iping became
argumentative. Scepticism suddenly reared its head--rather nervous
| In The Coach And Horses|
Now in order clearly to understand what had happened in the inn, it
is necessary to go back to the moment when Mr. Marvel first came...
| The Invisible Man Loses His Temper|
It is unavoidable that at this point the narrative should break off
again, for a certain very painful reason that will presently be
| Mr Marvel Discusses His Resignation|
When the dusk was gathering and Iping was just beginning to peep
timorously forth again upon the shattered wreckage of its Bank
| At Port Stowe|
Ten o'clock the next morning found Mr. Marvel, unshaven, dirty, and
travel-stained, sitting with the books beside him and his hands ...
| The Man Who Was Running|
In the early evening time Dr. Kemp was sitting in his study in the
belvedere on the hill overlooking Burdock. It was a pleasant litt...
| In The Jolly Cricketers|
The "Jolly Cricketers" is just at the bottom of the hill, where the
tram-lines begin. The barman leant his fat red arms on the count...
| Dr Kemp's Visitor|
Dr. Kemp had continued writing in his study until the shots
aroused him. Crack, crack, crack, they came one after the other.
| The Invisible Man Sleeps|
Exhausted and wounded as the Invisible Man was, he refused to accept
Kemp's word that his freedom should be respected. He examined t...
| Certain First Principles|
"What's the matter?" asked Kemp, when the Invisible Man admitted him.
"Nothing," was the answer.
"But, confound it! The smash?"...
| At The House In Great Portland Street|
For a moment Kemp sat in silence, staring at the back of the
headless figure at the window. Then he started, struck by a thought,
| In Oxford Street|
"In going downstairs the first time I found an unexpected difficulty
because I could not see my feet; indeed I stumbled twice, and t...
| In The Emporium|
"So last January, with the beginning of a snowstorm in the air
about me--and if it settled on me it would betray me!--weary,
| In Drury Lane|
"But you begin now to realise," said the Invisible Man, "the full
disadvantage of my condition. I had no shelter--no covering--to
| The Plan That Failed|
"But now," said Kemp, with a side glance out of the window, "what
are we to do?"
He moved nearer his guest as he spoke in such a ...
| The Hunting Of The Invisible Man|
For a space Kemp was too inarticulate to make Adye understand the
swift things that had just happened. They stood on the landing,
| The Wicksteed Murder|
The Invisible Man seems to have rushed out of Kemp's house in a
state of blind fury. A little child playing near Kemp's gateway was
| The Siege Of Kemp's House|
Kemp read a strange missive, written in pencil on a greasy sheet of
"You have been amazingly energetic and clever," this l...
| The Hunter Hunted|
Mr. Heelas, Mr. Kemp's nearest neighbour among the villa holders,
was asleep in his summer house when the siege of Kemp's house
ON February the First 1887, the Lady Vain was lost by collision
with a derelict when about the latitude 1 degree S. and longitude
| In The Dingey Of The Lady Vain|
I DO not propose to add anything to what has already been written
concerning the loss of the "Lady Vain." As everyone knows,
| The Man Who Was Going Nowhere|
THE cabin in which I found myself was small and rather untidy.
A youngish man with flaxen hair, a bristly straw-coloured moustache,
| The Strange Face|
WE left the cabin and found a man at the companion obstructing
our way. He was standing on the ladder with his back to us,
| At The Schooner's Rail|
THAT night land was sighted after sundown, and the schooner
hove to. Montgomery intimated that was his destination.
It was too far...
| The Man Who Had Nowhere To Go|
IN the early morning (it was the second morning after my recovery,
and I believe the fourth after I was picked up), I awoke through ...
| The Evil-looking Boatmen|
BUT the islanders, seeing that I was really adrift, took pity on me.
I drifted very slowly to the eastward, approaching the island s...
| The Locked Door|
THE reader will perhaps understand that at first everything was so strange
about me, and my position was the outcome of such unexpec...
| The Crying Of The Puma|
MONTGOMERY interrupted my tangle of mystification and suspicion
about one o'clock, and his grotesque attendant followed him
with a ...
| The Thing In The Forest|
I STRODE through the undergrowth that clothed the ridge behind the house,
scarcely heeding whither I went; passed on through the sha...
| The Crying Of The Man|
AS I drew near the house I saw that the light shone from
the open door of my room; and then I heard coming from out
of the darkness...
| The Hunting Of The Man|
IT came before my mind with an unreasonable hope of escape that
the outer door of my room was still open to me. I was convinced now...
| The Sayers Of The Law|
THEN something cold touched my hand. I started violently,
and saw close to me a dim pinkish thing, looking more like a flayed
| A Parley|
I TURNED again and went on down towards the sea. I found the hot stream
broadened out to a shallow, weedy sand, in which an abundan...
| Doctor Moreau Explains|
"AND now, Prendick, I will explain," said Doctor Moreau,
so soon as we had eaten and drunk. "I must confess that
you are the most ...
| Concerning The Beast Folk|
I WOKE early. Moreau's explanation stood before my mind,
clear and definite, from the moment of my awakening. I got out
of the ha...
| How The Beast Folk Taste Blood|
MY inexperience as a writer betrays me, and I wander from the thread
of my story.
After I had breakfasted with Montgomery, he too...
| A Catastrophe|
SCARCELY six weeks passed before I had lost every feeling but
dislike and abhorrence for this infamous experiment of Moreau's.
| The Finding Of Moreau|
WHEN I saw Montgomery swallow a third dose of brandy, I took it
upon myself to interfere. He was already more than half fuddled.
| Montgomery's Bank Holiday|
WHEN this was accomplished, and we had washed and eaten,
Montgomery and I went into my little room and seriously discussed
| Alone With The Beast Folk|
I FACED these people, facing my fate in them, single-handed
now,--literally single-handed, for I had a broken arm. In my pocket was...
| The Reversion Of The Beast Folk|
IN this way I became one among the Beast People in the Island
of Doctor Moreau. When I awoke, it was dark about me. My arm ached
| The Man Alone|
IN the evening I started, and drove out to sea before a gentle wind
from the southwest, slowly, steadily; and the island grew smalle...
| The Crystal Egg
There was, until a year ago, a little and very grimy-looking shop near
Seven Dials, over which, in weather-worn yellow lettering,...
| The Star
It was on the first day of the new year that the announcement was made,
almost simultaneously from three observatories, that the ...
| A Story Of The Stone Age
I--UGH-LOMI AND UYA
This story is of a time beyond the memory of man, before the beginning
of history, a time when one might...
| A Story Of The Days To Come
I--THE CURE FOR LOVE
The excellent Mr. Morris was an Englishman, and he lived in the days of
Queen Victoria the Good. He was...
| The Man Who Could Work Miracles
A PANTOUM IN PROSE
It is doubtful whether the gift was innate. For my own part, I think it
came to him suddenly. Indeed, unt...
| The Time Machine
The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of him)
was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes s...
| The Eve Of The War
No one would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth
century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by
| The Falling Star
Then came the night of the first falling star. It was seen early
in the morning, rushing over Winchester eastward, a line of fla...
| On Horsell Common
I found a little crowd of perhaps twenty people surrounding the
huge hole in which the cylinder lay. I have already described th...
| The Cylinder Opens
When I returned to the common the sun was setting. Scattered groups
were hurrying from the direction of Woking, and one or two p...
| The Heat-ray
After the glimpse I had had of the Martians emerging from the
cylinder in which they had come to the earth from their planet, a k...
| The Heat-ray In The Chobham Road
It is still a matter of wonder how the Martians are able to slay
men so swiftly and so silently. Many think that in some way the...
| How I Reached Home
For my own part, I remember nothing of my flight except the stress
of blundering against trees and stumbling through the heather....
| Friday Night
The most extraordinary thing to my mind, of all the strange and
wonderful things that happened upon that Friday, was the dovetail...
| The Fighting Begins
Saturday lives in my memory as a day of suspense. It was a day of
lassitude too, hot and close, with, I am told, a rapidly fluct...
| In The Storm
Leatherhead is about twelve miles from Maybury Hill. The scent of
hay was in the air through the lush meadows beyond Pyrford, an...
| At The Window
I have already said that my storms of emotion have a trick of
exhausting themselves. After a time I discovered that I was cold a...
| What I Saw Of The Destruction Of Weybridge And Shepperton
As the dawn grew brighter we withdrew from the window from which we
had watched the Martians, and went very quietly downstairs.
| How I Fell In With The Curate
After getting this sudden lesson in the power of terrestrial
weapons, the Martians retreated to their original position upon
| In London
My younger brother was in London when the Martians fell at Woking.
He was a medical student working for an imminent examination, ...
| What Had Happened In Surrey
It was while the curate had sat and talked so wildly to me under
the hedge in the flat meadows near Halliford, and while my broth...
| The Exodus From London
So you understand the roaring wave of fear that swept through the
greatest city in the world just as Monday was dawning--the stre...
| The Thunder Child
Had the Martians aimed only at destruction, they might on Monday
have annihilated the entire population of London, as it spread i...
| Under Foot
In the first book I have wandered so much from my own adventures to
tell of the experiences of my brother that all through the la...
| What We Saw From The Ruined House
After eating we crept back to the scullery, and there I must have
dozed again, for when presently I looked round I was alone. Th...
| The Days Of Imprisonment
The arrival of a second fighting-machine drove us from our peephole
into the scullery, for we feared that from his elevation the ...
| The Death Of The Curate
It was on the sixth day of our imprisonment that I peeped for the
last time, and presently found myself alone. Instead of keepin...
| The Stillness
My first act before I went into the pantry was to fasten the door
between the kitchen and the scullery. But the pantry was empty...
| The Work Of Fifteen Days
For some time I stood tottering on the mound regardless of my
safety. Within that noisome den from which I had emerged I had
| The Man On Putney Hill
I spent that night in the inn that stands at the top of Putney
Hill, sleeping in a made bed for the first time since my flight to...
| Dead London
After I had parted from the artilleryman, I went down the hill, and
by the High Street across the bridge to Fulham. The red weed...
And now comes the strangest thing in my story. Yet, perhaps, it is
not altogether strange. I remember, clearly and coldly and v...
| The Epilogue
I cannot but regret, now that I am concluding my story, how little
I am able to contribute to the discussion of the many debatabl...
One afternoon, at low water, Mr. Isbister, a young artist lodging at
Boscastle, walked from that place to the picturesque cove of Pe...
| The Trance
The state of cataleptic rigour into which this man had fallen, lasted
for an unprecedented length of time, and then he passed slowly...
| The Awakening
But Warming was wrong in that. An awakening came.
What a wonderfully complex thing! this simple seeming unity--the self!
| The Sound Of A Tumult
Graham's last impression before he fainted was of a clamorous ringing of
bells. He learnt afterwards that he was insensible, hanging...
| The Moving Ways
He went to the railings of the balcony and stared upward. An exclamation
of surprise at his appearance, and the movements of a numbe...
| The Hall Of The Atlas
From the moment when the tailor had bowed his farewell to the moment
when Graham found himself in the lift, was altogether barely fi...
| In The Silent Rooms
Presently Graham resumed his examination of his apartments. Curiosity
kept him moving in spite of his fatigue. The inner room, he pe...
| The Roof Spaces
As the fans in the circular aperture of the inner room rotated and
permitted glimpses of the night, dim sounds drifted in thereby. A...
| The People March
He became aware of someone urging a glass of clear fluid upon his
attention, looked up and discovered this was a dark young man in a...
| The Battle Of The Darkness
He was no longer in the hall. He was marching along a gallery
overhanging one of the great streets of the moving platforms that
| The Old Man Who Knew Everything
He was startled by a cough close at hand.
He turned sharply, and peering, saw a small, hunched-up figure sitting a
couple of ya...
Graham could now take a clearer view of his position. For a long time
yet he wandered, but after the talk of the old man his discove...
| The End Of The Old Order
So far as Graham was able to judge, it was near midday when the white
banner of the Council fell. But some hours had to elapse be...
| From The Crow's Nest
And so after strange delays and through an avenue of doubt and battle,
this man from the nineteenth century came at last to his posi...
| Prominent People
The state apartments of the Wind Vane Keeper would have seemed
astonishingly intricate to Graham had he entered them fresh from his
| The Aerophile
For a while, as Graham went through the passages of the Wind-Vane
offices with Lincoln, he was preoccupied. But, by an effort, he at...
| Three Days
Lincoln awaited Graham in an apartment beneath the flying stages. He
seemed curious to learn all that had happened, pleased to hear ...
| Graham Remembers
She came upon him at last in a little gallery that ran from the Wind
Vane Offices toward his state apartments. The gallery was long ...
| Ostrog's Point Of View
Graham found Ostrog waiting to give a formal account of his day's
stewardship. On previous occasions he had passed over this ceremon...
| In The City Ways
And that night, unknown and unsuspected, Graham, dressed in the costume
of an inferior wind-vane official keeping holiday, and accom...
Earth was being bet on to break
her blockade ... but what was the
purse ... and who was to collect?
The sight of ...
| The Risk Profession
Mister Henderson called me into his office my third day back in
Tangiers. That was a day and a half later than I'd expected. Rovi...
| We Start On A Very Long Voyage
"Well, I suppose it is about time to get ready for starting?"
The speaker was a smart, well-set-up man about forty-three years...
| Personal Reminiscences Why We Decided On The Voyage
My name is Wilfrid Poynders, and during the greater part of my lifetime
of more than sixty-three years astronomy has been my favo...
| We Approach The Moon-a Magnificent Spectacle
When we had finished our supper John remarked, "Professor, I am a little
mystified in regard to our present position. We have sta...
| Close To The Moon-i Give Some Information About It
We were now moving at a comparatively slow speed, yet the size of the
moon's disc was very rapidly expanding as we approached nea...
| We View The Lunar Scenery In The Northern Hemisphere
"Now, Professor," exclaimed M'Allister, jumping up with a shrug of the
shoulders, "you've given our friend John a considerable am...
| The Scenery Of The Moon's Southern Hemisphere
I now directed M'Allister to steer across the lunar equator into the
southern hemisphere, and our attention was soon attracted by...
| We Resume Our Voyage-the Sun And The Sky As Seen From Space
All the time the Areonal had been near the moon some of our machines
were storing up fresh power, and we had accumulated a supply...
| John Insists On Going Back Again-a Strange But Amusing Incident Occurs
When we rose the next day the moon was a considerable distance away from
us, but not so far off as might at first be imagined if ...
| A Narrow Escape From Destruction-i Give Some Particulars About Mars And Martian Discovery
Things now went on quietly and, in fact, rather monotonously for several
days; and then we met with another rather startling expe...
| The Discovery Of Lines Upon Mars-the Great Martian Controversy
After the little interlude with M'Allister, I resumed my remarks by
saying that "The year 1877, so memorable for the near approac...
| The Great Martian Controversy Continued
"As the result of very long continued and systematic observation of the
lines on Mars, together with carefully plotting them down...
| We Are Mysteriously Prevented From Approaching Mars
The days then passed uneventfully until at last the long-looked-for day
arrived, and on the 24th September we were so close to Ma...
| We Arrive On Mars And Meet With A Startling Surprise
On hearing my excited exclamation, John and M'Allister at once stepped
on to the platform and, having looked down, were as much s...
| I Make A Most Amazing Discovery
I was so utterly taken aback at this most unexpected greeting in my own
native language by one who was apparently the chief inhab...
| What Is In A Name!-the Story Of Merna
Yes, this glorious being was indeed the son whom I had lost on the
earth! It would be utterly impossible for me to describe the p...
| We Learn Something About The Powers Of The Martians
The next morning Merna arrived early, and breakfasted with us; and, as
soon as the meal was over, we started out. The air was bra...
| We Visit The Canals And Discover Their Secret-martian Views Of Life And Death
On Merna's suggestion we walked through the town with the object of
inspecting the canals on the outskirts; and we needed no pres...
| We Attend A Martian Banquet
On our arrival at the banqueting-hall we were most cordially received by
Soranho, as Chief of the Council, who introduced us to a...
| The Chief Of The Martian Council Discusses The Social Conditions Of Our World And Mars
It was a most strange, and, in fact, embarrassing situation for me-an
insignificant and very retiring man in my own country-to be...
| The Secret Of The Carets-the Sun As Seen From Mars
The next day, accompanied by Merna and Tellurio, we started off at an
early hour on an air-ship trip to the northern edge of the ...
| Our First View Of The Earth From Mars-a Martian Courtship
Within a few days we had our first glimpse of the earth from Mars. It
appeared only as a very thin but bright crescent of light, ...
| Celestial Phenomena Seen From Mars-m'allister Receives A Practical Lesson In Gravitation
Mars is really an ideal world for an astronomer to live in, its skies
being so clear, the air so thin and pure, and the stars shi...
| I Have A Serious Talk With John
For some days past it had been becoming more and more evident to me that
John was quite infatuated with Siloni, and also that ...
| The Martian Seasons
Our earliest records of Mars date back to a very remote period, viz.
2300 years before the birth of Christ! Professor Hilprecht, ...
| Many Things Seen Upon Mars-i Receive Some News
During the remainder of our stay upon Mars we visited almost every
important place upon the planet, either by means of air-ships,...
| We Witness Some Wonderful Aerial Evolutions And Listen To Marvellous Music
Wherever we went we found new subjects for wonder and admiration, and
fresh proofs of the high state of civilisation and developm...
| A Farewell Banquet And A Painful Parting
The time was nigh at hand when we must think about our arrangements for
returning to the earth, and, as it drew nearer and nearer...
| Last Words To My Readers
As I have decided to stay here upon Mars, and have just taken leave of
my two dear old friends, I will now address a few last wor...
| What Happened Upon Our Return Home
(Written by John Yiewsley Claxton, Esq., of Norbury, in the County
Borough of Croydon, Surrey)
In accordance w...
| The Quantum Jump
Captain Brandon was a pioneer. He explored the far reaches
of space and reported back on how things were out there. So
| The Cosmic Express
The year 1928 was a great year of discovery for AMAZING STORIES. They
were uncovering new talent at such a great rate, (Har...
| Cat And Mouse
The Warden needed to have a certain very obnoxious pest
eliminated ... and he knew just the pest-eradicator he needed....
St. Thomas, Monday, 17 June 2571 CE
Captain Mike Odeon cursed in angry frustration as he climbed out of his
command van into...
St. Thomas, Thursday, 20 June 2571
Odeon was still perplexed by the previous afternoon's odd meeting when
he got to Joanie's ro...
Late July 2571
As Cortin recovered and the pain in her body eased to what Egan assured
her was the best she could expect withou...
St. Thomas, Tuesday, 23 July 2571
About mid-afternoon, Shannon was leaning back in his desk chair,
planning the March raid that...
St. Thomas, Wednesday, 24 July 2571
Less than half an hour later, she was in the theater along with what
she estimated at fifty...
St. Thomas, August 2571-February 2572
During the first week after Team Azrael reported to Middletown, Cortin
got her men assign...
St. Thomas, Thursday, 20 Feb 2572
The Royal Family, the King's Household and staff, and favored nobles
flew to Dragon's Lair; e...
Back on the road, about an hour later, Cortin spotted a rider coming in
their direction. He was apparently daydreaming, because it ...
Shannon fumed in helpless anger. The first direct attack on Cortin's
new team--one he admitted to himself shouldn't have been made,...
Saturday, 29 February 2572
Odeon was too edgy to sleep, too nervous about Joanie's prospects for
recovery even to rest well, an...
Supper was a festive affair. The meal was sent from the Manor, with
Prince Edward's compliments, and Princess Ursula sent Cortin a
Sunday, 01 Mar 2572
The flight started out as interesting, if uneventful. Cortin exchanged
courtesies with the Royal couple, t...
Nobody had thought to brief them on the welcoming ceremonies at the
airport, but Bradford had mentioned her team acting as bodyguard...
Cortin climbed the stairs to the second floor, Bain following her,
satisfied with the results of her evening's work. Her fear that ...
| Demon Drops
"Good morning, my dear." Cortin greeted her subject cheerily as soon
as she entered the third-stage room. Yes, Mike had had it cle...
Cortin lay awake, listening to Odeon's soft breathing and thinking.
The dream had been almost pure wish fulfillment, a wish she'd bo...
As she experienced, for minutes almost becoming, each of the Sealed
men, Cortin's appreciation of them grew. Tony's quiet, unobtrus...
Wednesday, 4 Mar 2572
When Cortin got to the breakfast table after Mass, she was amused to
find a heated discussion in progress...
Monday, 16 March 2572
Sara Blackfeather read the invitation for the third time, still not
sure if it was real or a poor joke. ...
Odeon woke, a scream caught in his throat, pain knifing through his
head. When it eased, he found himself gasping, staring around i...
Tuesday, 17 March 2572
Cortin prayed harder than she could remember ever having done before,
resting her hands on Odeon's foreh...
Saturday, 21 March 2572 CE
Blackfeather was still apprehensive when she arrived at Harmony Lodge.
She'd been met at the airport...
Wednesday, 25 March 2572
The next morning, when Powell offered to help her into lightweight
Enforcement body armor, Blackfeathe...
Thursday, 26 March 2572, New Denver
After Mass and breakfast, Odeon, Bain, and Blackfeather went to the
dungeon. There was no ...
The rest of the Family had waited supper, except for the children,
who'd already finished and, to Cortin's relief, gone back to thei...
| Imperial Contact
St. Thomas, Monday, 27 July 2572 CE
A soft knock on the door and a barely-audible "Excellency?" from
outside it woke her. It w...
DeLayne's call was fruitful, more quickly than Cortin had expected. As
soon as he identified himself, he was transferred to Ranger ...
| Aboard The Lindner
James Medart was looking forward to his arrival in the Kingdom Systems.
Another new culture to study, this time a group whose ancest...
The Columbus left as soon as Medart's ship, the Empress Lindner,
entered orbit. Battle cruisers were far too large to land in a gra...
Upstairs in the Family section, Odeon turned to Medart. "Thanks for
helping her, Jim. That's one the Brothers hadn't tried before,...
Medart went to his suite, preferring to be alone rather than spoil the
Family's evening. It wasn't their fault he didn't consider t...
| Discussion 2
A knock on Medart's door didn't surprise him. "Come in, Mike--I've
been waiting for you."
Odeon entered, tying the belt of his...
Odeon was right; he didn't get any sleep. He'd left Medart as soon as
a messenger from the ship delivered the materials the Ranger ...
| Raid Master
St. Thomas, Wednesday, 19 June 2571
"The goddamned Bitch is still alive, Raidmaster."
Lawrence Shannon looked up from the sh...
St. Thomas, June 2571
Within five days of Cortin's arrival at the New Denver hospital,
Shannon had managed to get three Brother...
| Shannon's Reaction
Shannon had decided to take advantage of Cortin's skill during the
afternoon session. It had been some time since he'd combined his...
| Mike Odeon's First Mass
Odeon smiled as he entered the Detention Center chapel's small sacristy
to prepare for his First Mass. He'd gone to Mass every day ...
Shannon's stomach churned in sick disgust, and he found it hard to keep
from vomiting. He'd known that she'd be given a dozen helpe...
Monday, 16 March 2572
Shannon had sent Blackfeather home to get ready for her trip, and was
distracting himself from her loss b...
Thursday, 26 March 2572 (Morning, New Rome)
Shayan smiled as he read the New Roman Times while eating breakfast.
Sara had done ...
| At Harmony Lodge
The next three weeks went by both too quickly and too slowly for
Cortin's taste. It took the Imperials only a couple of days to fin...
| Torture Cortin's Point Of View
Cortin was conducting the first part of her preliminary examination
when Odeon interrupted. "Someone in the observation room, Excel...
| Torture Odeon's Point Of View
Maybe an hour after Cortin began her preliminary examination, Odeon
glanced toward the observation room, raised a hand in acknowledg...
To Keith's amusement, the artist did his work after using a topical
anesthetic, saying it was to prevent a flinch from spoiling the ...
| Out Around Rigel
[An astounding chronicle of two Lunarians' conquest of time and
The sun had dropped behind the Grimaldi...
Legend had it, that many thousands of years ago, right after the Great
Horror, the whole continent of the west had slowly sunk...
| No Moving Parts
Hansen was sitting at the control board in the single building on
Communications Relay Station 43.4SC, when the emergency ligh...
| The Servant Problem
Selling a whole town, and doing it inconspicuously, can be a little
difficult ... either giving it away freely, or in a m...
| Star Mother
A touching story of the most
enduring love in all eternity.
That night her son was the first star.
She stood motio...