An aviator's luck

From one side of the beautiful little club house sounded the ear-splitting squeak of swing chains. All the swings were going back and forth as fast as they could be propelled by...

The weeks passed during which the boys went their several ways. Day after day of clear weather, not too hot, made the tennis courts all too attractive for Eddie’s peace of mind....

When Marion De Lorme first moved into the big, forbidding house facing the monument at Confederate Circle, he was no doubt the loneliest and most friendless boy in all of Louisv...

July ended, and somehow August dragged away. Half the houses on Third Street were shuttered up and the families off somewhere in search of cooling breezes. September arrived, st...

The following Monday all the men working on the city street car lines walked out. Not a car was taken from the barns, and a strange quiet filled the city streets. Comparatively...

The boys, talking busily with Ernest, had nearly reached camp before they discovered Fatty’s absence. Skinny, true friend that he was, turned and would have gone back to find hi...

When Fatty Bascom, surging heavily against the narrow and jagged opening, found that he could not get out, he could not credit his senses. He was there, he had come through the...

When the door closed behind Mr. De Lorme and Zip, Dee scrambled out of the dense bush, cut through into the alley and turned toward Bill’s. He was shaking but whether with frigh...

“Side next to Corey’s,” Dee replied, remembering that side of the house had a blank wall until it was broken by the dormer window in the third story. He hurried over to that win...

Mr. De Lorme did not know that his stepson had escaped. When Zip discovered the empty garret he did not dare break the news to his employer. The inquiries after Dee were wholly...

While the car carrying the Secret Service men and Frank and the disgruntled young Bill dashed back to the city, the car with the dynamiters and their terrible load rolled smooth...

Elizabeth looked rather surprised when Bill wandered up to her steps a second time in one day. But she was a wise little girl, oh, much, much wiser than her kind, and she said n...

Eddie was the first to wake. He rose, stretched himself, and went to peer out of the cave mouth. He did not like to go out until Ernest gave the word. Ernest and Dee slept on an...

Ernest’s plane had never made a prettier flight. Everything looked clear as crystal in the light of morning, and the occasional clouds through which they sailed were fleecy and...

That night the Wolfes’ Matilda was in her element. Mrs. Wolfe had returned, and as soon as she heard what had been going on, she insisted on inviting the three Secret Service me...