Category: Children & Young Adult Reading

Bert Wilson at the Wheel

A score of voices, talking singly, two together, all together, woke the woodland echoes, silent through the long winter and tardy spring, gone at last. Summer had come and with it the annual encampment of a score or more of manly, healthy youngsters, overflowing with animal sp...

Chapters

18. CHAPTER XVIII

"Well," exclaimed Bert, drawing a long breath as he rose from his cramped position beside the "Red Scout," "this machine is in as good condition as I know how to put it, and if...

12. CHAPTER XII

It was, indeed, one of the perfect days that come sometimes to break the heat of sweltering midsummer. A brisk wind stirred the branches through which the sunlight, flecking laz...

8. CHAPTER VIII

The boys looked up at Bob's startled exclamation, and for a moment everything else was forgotten, while they stared with wide-open eyes at the grotesque procession that came int...

9. CHAPTER IX

The morning of the long anticipated day in the "Red Scout" dawned bright and clear, and the campers who were to go were astir soon after dawn. Most of them would willingly have...

14. CHAPTER XIV

Pop! Pop! Bang! The "Red Scout's" motor gave a few preliminary explosions, and then started off with a sound like a whole battery of field guns going off at once. A cloud of bla...

7. CHAPTER VII

"You know," said Dick, as the boys threw themselves down at the side of the mound and looked at it with an entirely new interest, "if these were African ants, you wouldn't be ta...

16. CHAPTER XVI

Tap, tap, tap, tap--tap, tap--tap, tap, tap--sounded in Ben's ears before he was fully awake and conscious. He sat up in bed and listened, and asked himself what that sound was....

13. CHAPTER XIII

The next night, while Dave, who had promised to tell them a tiger yarn, was pulling his "thinking cap" on tight, and trying to select his most fetching story, the boys gathered...

2. CHAPTER II

"The fact is," Bob Ward was saying, as he meditatively chewed a long piece of grass, "you never can tell when the fool thing is going to go back on you. I used to drive my uncle...

6. CHAPTER VI

The next morning, when the boys drew aside the flaps of their tents, the sky was dark and lowering. A good many anxious glances were thrown at the clouds and open disapproval of...

15. CHAPTER XV

Sunshine! glorious, golden sunshine! Was ever sunshine more bright? Was ever sky more blue? Was ever day more beautiful? So questioned our campers as, fresh and glowing from a c...

5. CHAPTER V

Early in the morning the boys began to break camp and start for the new location. Groups of three or four were detailed by Mr. Hollis to accomplish certain tasks and they starte...

3. CHAPTER III

Bright and early next morning Bert awoke to find the sunbeams playing all over his tent. He noticed lazily what funny spots they made on Tom's sleeping face. Then, with a start,...

11. CHAPTER XI

"Don, boy, look here," cried Bert, coming out of the mess tent after dinner with a plate of scraps. "Now how are you going to thank me for it?" he asked as Don pranced up, barki...

4. CHAPTER IV

Dave certainly could not complain of a bored or indifferent audience. Even Mr. Hollis was absorbed and listened with a smile on his kindly face. He was always intensely interest...

10. CHAPTER X

The question to be settled was as to what ones should take the auto into town for some supplies that were unexpectedly but urgently needed. There had been quite a lively dispute...

1. CHAPTER I

A score of voices, talking singly, two together, all together, woke the woodland echoes, silent through the long winter and tardy spring, gone at last. Summer had come and with...

17. CHAPTER XVII

It was almost bed-time in the camp. The day had been a most fatiguing one, and all had returned so weary that no one cared for the usual lively evening entertainment. Even Mr. H...