THE MYSTERY SOLVED CONCLUSION
BOB, despite his long tramp, as well as the excitement that had been
his portion during that day, felt little like sleeping. It seemed to
him as though something weighed upon his mind, preventing him from
enjoying his customary slumber. He did not know just what to make of
it, and wondered whether it might mean that danger again hung over the
cabin of his parents.
When the others had settled down, Bob wandered forth. It was not his
turn to act as sentry, and so, instead of passing around to converse in
low tones with Mr. Bancroft, who was serving at the time, he found a
place where he could be comfortable, and there remained, with his back
against the cabin wall.
The night was warm, so that it was no task to remain out of doors.
Besides, Bob was accustomed to looking upon the star-decked sky as his
roof. Many a time had he and Sandy slept in the open, with no other
covering. They were hardy, as indeed all pioneer boys had to be, in
order to encounter successfully the privations that seemed to be their
birthright.
Bob, himself, hardly knew just why he had chosen to settle down
there, where he could observe the door of his father's new cabin
in the flickering light of the dying fire. He seemed to take solid
satisfaction in just sitting where he could keep his eyes upon it,
while thinking about that other home, many hundred miles away, which
they had left forever.
Bob was just becoming conscious of the fact that his eyes were feeling
a trifle heavy, and wondering whether, after all, he would not be
wise in entering the cabin, so as to seek rest upon the furs that
constituted his couch, when he suddenly became aware that there was
something moving between him and the almost dead fire.
Now thoroughly aroused, he bent over until upon his knees, and eagerly
watched. In this fashion he presently became aware that it was a human
figure, and not a prowling wolf, that had attracted his attention. It
was surely advancing, slowly yet positively, toward the cabin occupied
by the Armstrongs.
Bob felt his pulses thrill. Was this some friend of the prisoners,
and did he mean to try to effect their release? Then why pick out the
cabin where Sandy, Kate, Mr. Armstrong and the little mother slept, in
total ignorance of the peril that seemed to hover above their heads;
unless, as seemed possible, he knew not where the captive Frenchmen
were confined. And it added to Bob's anxiety when presently he made the
alarming discovery that the silent creeper was a painted and feathered
Indian!
Waiting until the creeper had bent low near the door of the cabin, Bob
launched himself forward. He landed full upon the other's back. There
was an involuntary grunt from the Indian, and a twisting of the lithe
figure; but either the savage did not wish to resist violently, or else
he realized the folly of trying to get away from the strong clutch of
the young pioneer, for he almost immediately relaxed his muscles, and
remained there, limp enough.
Meanwhile Bob's cries had brought forth, not only his father and the
rest of the family, but everybody in the settlement. They came crowding
around, the men with guns, ready to defend their families against a
possible attack of the treacherous red foe.
Great, therefore, was the surprise of the men when they learned how
Bob had captured the creeping Indian, whose actions would indicate that
he must have had some base designs upon the Armstrong cabin. His arms
had been hastily secured by one of the men; but he now stood calmly
before them, apparently scorning to show any desire to flee.
Pat took one look at the prisoner, and uttered an exclamation of
amazement.
"By the powers, now!" he cried, "and who would be afther expectin' to
say a Delaware brave as far away from his home country as this wan?"
"A Delaware!" echoed Sandy, in his turn pushing forward, to stare in
the face of the prisoner; and then he, too, gave a cry.
"Bob, look here, and tell me if this isn't that same young brave we
found with his foot caught in a crevice of the rock, and nearly starved
to death?"
And the astonished Bob, after coming closer to the prisoner, agreed
with his younger brother.
"Yes, as sure as you live, it is the young brave who said at the
time when we set him free and gave him meat, that his name was
Buckongahelas, and his father a chief of the Delawares. Oh! now we
know who sent those warning letters written on birch bark. Just as we
guessed more than once, it was he. That was the Indian way of showing
gratitude; and he has even followed us all the way to the Mississippi,
in order to again help us. It is the strangest thing I ever knew."
"But, if he is your friend, what was he creeping up to the door of your
cabin for?" demanded Mr. Wayne, who did not trust the Indian nature any
too well, and found it difficult to believe that any redskin could feel
gratitude.
Sandy was already unfastening the thongs that held the arms of the
Delaware behind his back; and he answered indignantly:
"I'm sure that, if you take the trouble to look, Mr. Wayne, you will
find that he was placing another of his friendly birch-bark messages
under the door of our cabin."
It was Bob, however, inspired by a sudden thrilling hope, who turned
to look; and, hardly had Sandy spoken, than the other gave a shout of
delight, as he snatched some object up from the ground, where it had
been pushed from the stoop by the hasty exit of the Armstrong family.
"The precious wampum belt, Sandy!" he cried in glee; "see,
Buckongahelas has brought it back to us, and was about to leave it at
our doorstep when I jumped on his back!"
"Oh! where do you think he could have found it?" gasped Sandy, as he
took the gift of the great Pontiac from the hand of his brother, and
even pressed it to his lips, because he considered it the greatest
blessing the little colony could own.
"Stop and think, Sandy," said Bob, trying to control his voice; "and
you will surely remember what Jacques said about some one creeping upon
them while they slept last night, taking only the belt, and nothing
more. Buckongahelas did that; and to complete his splendid showing of
Indian gratitude."
They all now turned upon the young Delaware, as though expecting that
he should explain the mystery; which he did not seem averse to doing,
though he evidently knew so little of English that he spoke to Pat in
his native tongue, and the trapper translated the same to the colonists.
"Buckongahelas owes his life to the young white hunters. When he would
have died like the old wolf that has lost its teeth, and can no longer
hold fast to its prey, they came and saved him. More than that, they
gave him meat to take him on his journey to the lodges of his people.
"It is not well that a Delaware, and the son of a chief, should be
in the debt of a white man. Buckongahelas made a vow to the Great
Manitou that he would repay it all. So he hovered about the home of the
palefaces. Many times he saw them and they knew it not. He had reason
to hate the two French trappers who came from far away in the land of
the setting sun. He watched, and saw that they meant harm to the family
of the white friends of Buckongahelas. Again, and yet again, did the
Delaware send messages with warning. Yet did the bad palefaces steal
the belt of Pontiac away, and flee for the land of the Great Water.
"That was bad. Buckongahelas could not bear to see the grief of his
white friends, and go back to his own lodge. A Delaware knows no fear.
So, when they journeyed down the beautiful river on their new boat the
Delaware was always near by. Day and night Buckongahelas kept with the
palefaces; sometimes on a log floating along, and passing their camp,
but always watching for the two bad men who would wrong their own kind
by keeping the belt of Pontiac, that did not belong to them.
"And when the sun went down last night, the Delaware crept into the
camp of the French trappers, and took away the belt that belonged
to another. Now Buckongahelas feels that he can go back on the long
journey to his own people. The debt has been paid, and he may look in
the face of his father again. It is well."
And so was the mystery lifted from the strange friendly warnings that,
from time to time, had been received, when some particular peril
hovered over the Armstrongs. After all, it was very simple. Both Bob
and Sandy understood Indian nature well enough to know what a strong
hold the question of honor had upon a brave like the highly-strung
young Delaware. Proud of his own strength and courage, it galled him to
think that he was under so great an obligation to those two half-grown
white boys; and he could never rest content until he had succeeded in
cancelling the debt after the manner of his people.
He would not remain even over the night with them, for, truth to tell,
Buckongahelas had no particular love for the whites, no matter whether
they were English or French; and what history tells about his future
exploits amply proves that what he did for the Armstrongs was a purely
personal matter, and not because he wished to be friendly toward the
people who were slowly but surely driving his tribe toward the setting
sun. The Delawares had once inhabited the land near Chesapeake and
Delaware bays, though at that time they had moved so as to be further
away from the encroaching whites. They now found that the latter were
following on their track in constantly increasing numbers.
With the recovery of the wonderful wampum belt the boys no longer
feared an Indian attack, unless something happened to Pontiac that
would remove the famous sachem from the leadership of the confederated
tribes. And we, who have read the history of our country in the early
days, know that this did not occur for several years.
The new settlement progressed wonderfully. It was not very long before
they had an accession, as the several families who had manifested a
desire to follow them to the land of the Mississippi joined fortunes
with those who had already built cabins, and were engaged in clearing
and planting the land.
It soon became known to the Indians roundabout that the all-powerful
Pontiac had spread his protecting mantle over this struggling little
settlement on the bank of the Big Water; and from that hour they gave
the colonists no trouble.
And the commandant at the nearest French trading post must have
received the message that Mr. Armstrong forwarded in care of Jacques
Larue, for he sent back word that there would be peace between
his trappers and the little English settlement on the bank of the
Mississippi.
The two rascally trappers had been greatly surprised at being let off
without punishment. Perhaps their rough natures were not capable of
comprehending the real meaning of the act; but they were glad to get
away without paying for their evil deeds; and expressed the intention
of fighting shy of the English settlement after that. As to whether
they would keep their word or not may be made apparent later on, when
many of the characters who have figured in this volume may be met
again in the pages of a new book, to be called, "The Pioneer Boys of
the Missouri."
Bob and Sandy had good reason to feel satisfied with the outcome of
their little act of kindness. Of course, it did not amount to much to
them, when they released that young Delaware from his rocky trap, by
means of which his foot had been held secure for several days; but,
to the mind of the Indian, it was a debt that must be sacredly paid
several fold. And, whenever they looked upon the magic wampum belt that
stood as a signet of the all-powerful protecting arm of Pontiac, the
boys were wont to exchange a significant glance, as though to say that
"bread cast upon the waters will return ere many days." And surely this
saying had been amply justified in their case.
THE END.
NOTES
NOTE 1 (PAGE 5)
WHAT Sandy said about the extensive boundaries of Virginia was not
surprising; for at this early day, just before the breaking out of
the Revolutionary War, the colonists had only a vague idea of the
next-to-unknown land that lay to the west. Beyond the Alleghanies,
extending to the far-away Mississippi, the country was considered to
be a part of Fincastle County, Virginia. Beyond that lay the Northwest
Territory, a practically unexplored country, still awaiting the coming
of the bold adventurer.
NOTE 2 (PAGE 7)
While the flood which the young pioneers witnessed may well have
been the greatest that the Indians had ever known, it was probably
slight compared with the annual floods of the present day. Every
spring the Ohio and its tributaries receive a huge volume of water
from the melting snows, and from the torrential rains which occur at
that season, and these spring freshets are looked upon as a matter of
course, and only commented on when they cause unusual loss of property
or of human life. One of the greatest floods that the Valley of the
Ohio has ever experienced was that in the latter part of March, 1913,
when property valued at hundreds of millions of dollars was destroyed
and many hundreds of people were drowned.
As far as possible, disaster is guarded against by an elaborate system
of reservoirs and levees, but a year seldom passes in which the river
does not break through at some point and flood many miles of the
Valley. The increased volume of the annual floods is ascribed to the
fact that the forests which originally lined the banks of the Ohio and
its tributaries have been cut down, with the result that the excess
of water is not absorbed by the soil, but comes pouring down from the
hills.
NOTE 3 (PAGE 9)
Pontiac, a powerful chief of the Ottawa Indians, is famous as the one
Indian who succeeded in uniting the numerous tribes along the frontier
in a well-organized confederacy for the purpose of driving the English
from the country. The uprising took place in 1763 and the war continued
for three years, during which period the Indians captured practically
every frontier fort except Detroit, which was besieged by them for
many months, but succeeded in holding out against them. The war is one
unending succession of massacres and Indian outrages, but the Indians
were finally overcome, chiefly through their inability to persist in
an enterprise unless immediately successful, joined to the jealousies
among the tribes themselves. Throughout the war Pontiac was a most
romantic figure, brave and able, and with all those characteristics
which go to make up "the noble Red Man." Pontiac was assassinated in
1769 by a Delaware brave who had been bribed to do the deed by an
English trader who had a personal grudge against the great Chief.
NOTE 4 (PAGE 55)
Every one has heard of Boone and Kenton; but history has but little
to tell of James Harrod, surveyor, pioneer and scout. It is known
that, even before Boone penetrated into Kentucky, Harrod had built
himself a cabin on the site of the present city of Harrodsburg. Under
a gentle and mild exterior, he seems to have been one of the bravest
and most resourceful of the group of pioneers who contributed so
much to the settling of Kentucky and the Valley of the Ohio. About
the only anecdote of him which has come down to us is of the time
when, single-handed, he tracked five Indian braves who had destroyed
a frontiersman's home and carried off two of his daughters. It seems
almost incredible; but, without aid, he killed four and wounded the
fifth Indian, and returned the girls to their father. His fate is
shrouded in mystery. While in the prime of life he one day disappeared
into the forest, and never returned, and just how he met his end will
never be known.
NOTE 5 (PAGE 62)
Whatever feeling the frontiersmen had against the hostile Indians,
it was as nothing compared with their hatred and loathing for the
renegade white men who joined with the Indians against the settlers.
These men, fortunately few in number, were usually either desperate
criminals whose lives were unsafe in the colonies, or else degenerate
brutes who found life among the Indians more to their liking than that
in civilized surroundings. The Indians, as a whole, had many noble
qualities, such as loyalty to friendship and a strong regard for their
word of honor, but the renegades lacked every good quality, being more
cruel, more treacherous, more brutalized than the Indians with whom
they cast in their lots.
The history of the frontier is full of accounts of these men, and
prominent among them was Simon Girty, concerning whom many stories are
told. McKee is less well known, but is mentioned occasionally as the
companion of the more famous, or, rather, more infamous Girty.
NOTE 6 (PAGE 64)
History tells us that Little Turtle lived and died as the enemy of
the settlers who came out from Virginia to people the wilderness.
Many years later, when he was sachem of his tribe, and said to be the
shrewdest foe the whites had ever known, it was under his leadership
that the associated tribes--Wyandots or Hurons, Iroquois, Ottawas,
Pottawottomies, Chippewas, Sacs, Delawares, Miamis and Shawanees--came
down upon General St. Clair and his army before daylight, and won a
most decisive victory over the forces he was leading against their
towns of Old Chillicothe, Pecaway, and others.
NOTE 7 (PAGE 81)
The Shawanee invariably shaped his flints after the custom of his
people; the Huron, the Wyandot, the Delaware, the Pottawottomie did
his in an altogether different way. One arrowhead was long; another
rather broad; a third had a small shank that fitted in the crotch
made by splitting the end of the shaft; while a fourth needed no such
appendage, but was inserted direct, and the two sides of the arrow
securely bound, until the whole was as rigid as though forming one
piece.
NOTE 8 (PAGE 127)
Boone at this time was held to be the finest borderman west of the
Alleghanies. With his calm, resolute bearing he impressed every one he
met as few men have the faculty for doing.
Even the hostile Indians felt that he was a _real_ man; and when,
several years later, Boone had the misfortune to fall into their hands,
instead of putting him to the torture post, or making him run the
gauntlet, as ordinary prisoners were treated, they took him a prisoner
to one of their villages far away in Ohio, where he was finally adopted
into the tribe, and treated with great respect as a brother. Indeed, he
had considerable difficulty in escaping later on, when he learned that
hundreds of the Shawanee warriors were assembling, with the purpose of
surprising his favorite settlement, which he managed to reach in time
to prepare it for the defence that has become historic.
NOTE 9 (PAGE 149)
This prophecy of Bob Armstrong really came true, since the name of Blue
Jacket figures on many pages of border history. He never loved the
whites as a class; it was only the Armstrongs whom he had come to care
for; and this explains why, at a later stage of his life, Blue Jacket
even led his warriors against the settlements that were encroaching on
the hunting grounds of the red men. Those who would know more about
this brilliant young brave, who afterwards became so noted a chief,
must study the accounts of border warfare, in which his exploits are
written.
NOTE 10 (PAGE 209)
This wonderful man of the border, Simon Kenton, seemed to bear a
charmed life. Many times was he captured; and on three occasions, at
least, made to run the gauntlet of his foes, while the brush was piled
up around the stake at which they fully intended to burn him; but he
always escaped. He had come to believe that he was never fated to die
at the hands of the red foe of the pioneers; and this made him the more
rash. Even so valued a friend as Boone was unable to hold him in check,
once he allowed this spirit of recklessness to have dominion over him.
Once, it is recorded that, just after his funeral pile of brush had
been lighted, there came a furious thunder storm, the rain putting out
the fire, and the crash of the elements sending fear to the hearts of
the Indians. Then the medicine-man hastened to warn them that the Great
Spirit was angry with his red children because they had attempted to
put to death a paleface whom the spirits especially favored; and so
Kenton had been put back in the prison lodge again, from which in time
he made his escape, as usual.
NOTE 11 (PAGE 242)
France and England both claimed this country as their own; but for a
long time those who owed allegiance to the lilies of France had held
sway here, undisturbed, bargaining with the many Indian tribes, and
assuming all the airs of real owners of these woods and waters, which
fairly teemed with game or fish.
When they learned that the first bold band of English had braved all
the perils that lay in wait for them, and had even established new
homesteads on the shore of the mighty Mississippi, they were first
amazed, and then furious.
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FAMOUS LEADERS SERIES
_By CHARLES H. L. JOHNSTON_
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=FAMOUS CAVALRY LEADERS=
Biographical sketches, with anecdotes and reminiscences, of the heroes
of history who were leaders of cavalry.
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readers with historical personages in a pleasant informal way."--_N. Y.
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=FAMOUS INDIAN CHIEFS=
In this book Mr. Johnston gives interesting sketches of the Indian
braves who have figured with prominence in the history of our own land.
=FAMOUS PRIVATEERSMEN AND ADVENTURERS OF THE SEA=
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sailors of fortune.
=FAMOUS SCOUTS=
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=FAMOUS FRONTIERSMEN AND HEROES OF THE BORDER=
This book is devoted to a description of the adventurous lives and
stirring experiences of many pioneer heroes who were prominently
identified with the opening of the great west.
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=RALPH SOMERBY AT PANAMA=
By FORBES LINDSAY.
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Real buccaneers who overran the Spanish main, and adventurers who
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Jamaica. After a year of wandering and adventure he covers the route of
the present Panama Canal.
=THE DOCTOR'S LITTLE GIRL=
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=SWEET NANCY=
THE FURTHER ADVENTURES OF THE DOCTOR'S LITTLE GIRL. By MARION AMES
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In the new book, the author tells how Nancy becomes in fact "the
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=NANCY, THE DOCTOR'S LITTLE PARTNER=
By MARION AMES TAGGART.
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In Nancy Porter, Miss Taggart has created one of the most lovable child
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=NANCY PORTER'S OPPORTUNITY=
By MARION AMES TAGGART.
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Already as the "doctor's partner" Nancy Porter has won the affection of
her readers, and in the same lovable manner she continues in the new
book to press the keynotes of optimism and good-will.
=BORN TO THE BLUE=
By FLORENCE KIMBALL RUSSEL.
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The atmosphere of army life on the plains breathes on every page of
this delightful tale. The boy is the son of a captain of U. S. cavalry
stationed at a frontier post in the days when our regulars earned the
gratitude of a nation.
=IN WEST POINT GRAY=
By FLORENCE KIMBALL RUSSEL.
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"Singularly enough one of the best books of the year for boys is
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of life in the famous military academy whence so many heroes have
graduated is realistic and enjoyable."--_New York Sun._
=THE SANDMAN: HIS FARM STORIES=
By WILLIAM J. HOPKINS. With fifty illustrations by Ada Clendenin
Williamson.
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"An amusing, original book, written for the benefit of very small
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reading to small children."--_Buffalo Express._
=THE SANDMAN: MORE FARM STORIES=
By WILLIAM J. HOPKINS.
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Mr. Hopkins's first essay at bedtime stories met with such approval
that this second book of "Sandman" tales was issued for scores of eager
children. Life on the farm, and out-of-doors, is portrayed in his
inimitable manner.
=THE SANDMAN: HIS SHIP STORIES=
By WILLIAM J. HOPKINS, author of "The Sandman: His Farm Stories," etc.
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"Children call for these stories over and over again."--_Chicago
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=THE SANDMAN: HIS SEA STORIES=
By WILLIAM J. HOPKINS.
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Each year adds to the popularity of this unique series of stories to be
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THE YOUNG PIONEER SERIES
_By HARRISON ADAMS_
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=THE PIONEER BOYS OF THE OHIO;= OR, CLEARING THE WILDERNESS.
Boys will follow with ever increasing interest the fortunes of Bob and
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=THE PIONEER BOYS ON THE GREAT LAKES;= OR, ON THE TRAIL OF THE IROQUOIS.
In this story are introduced all of the principal characters of the
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French trappers and _coureurs du bois_.
=THE PIONEER BOYS OF THE MISSISSIPPI;= OR, THE HOMESTEAD IN THE
WILDERNESS.
Telling of how the Armstrong family decides to move farther west after
an awful flood on the Ohio, and how they travelled to the great "Father
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many adventures both with wild animals and with the crafty Indians.
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=HAWK: THE YOUNG OSAGE=
By C. H. ROBINSON.
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A fine story of North American Indians. The story begins when Hawk is a
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=THE YOUNG APPRENTICE;= OR, ALLAN WEST'S CHUM.
By BURTON E. STEVENSON.
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In this book Mr. Stevenson takes up a new branch of railroading,
namely, the work of the "Shops."
=THE YOUNG SECTION-HAND;= OR, THE ADVENTURES OF ALLAN WEST. By BURTON
E. STEVENSON.
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Mr. Stevenson's hero is a manly lad of sixteen, who is given a chance
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as real as they are thrilling.
=THE YOUNG TRAIN DISPATCHER.= By BURTON E. STEVENSON.
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"A better book for boys has never left an American
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=THE YOUNG TRAIN MASTER.= By BURTON E. STEVENSON.
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"Nothing better in the way of a book of adventure for boys."--_Boston
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=CAPTAIN JACK LORIMER;= By WINN STANDISH.
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Jack is a fine example of the American high-school boy.
=JACK LORIMER'S CHAMPIONS;= OR, SPORTS ON LAND AND LAKE. By WINN
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"It is exactly the sort of book to give a boy interested in
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=JACK LORIMER'S HOLIDAYS;= OR, MILLVALE HIGH IN CAMP. By WINN STANDISH.
Square 12mo, cloth decorative, illustrated $1.50
Full of just the kind of fun, sports and adventure to excite the
healthy minded youngster to emulation.
=JACK LORIMER'S SUBSTITUTE:= OR, THE ACTING CAPTAIN OF THE TEAM. By
WINN STANDISH.
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On the sporting side, this book takes up football, wrestling, and
tobogganing.
=JACK LORIMER, FRESHMAN.= By WINN STANDISH.
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This book is typical of the American college boys' life and is a lively
story.
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Transcriber's Notes:
Text uses both war-path and warpath, sea-coast and seacoast.
Page 58, "woodsrangers" changed to "woodrangers" (took them to be
woodrangers)
Page 247, "Dalaware" changed "Delaware" (Delaware flint barb)
Page A-7, "reminiscenses" changed to "reminiscences" (with anecdotes
and reminiscences)