Category: Children & Young Adult Reading
The speaker, a sallow-complexioned, overgrown boy of seventeen, threw a pair of mud-bespattered boots at the feet of a sun-burned, healthy-looking lad about a year his junior, while a grin of satisfied malice wrinkled his not over-pleasant features as he thrust his hands into...
The speaker, a sallow-complexioned, overgrown boy of seventeen, threw a pair of mud-bespattered boots at the feet of a sun-burned, healthy-looking lad about a year his junior, w...
2. CHAPTER II.“Yes. I left Boggs for good a couple of hours ago. He’s a hard, cruel, grasping tyrant--that’s what he is. You know I threatened to cut loose from him weeks ago, but somehow I d...
3. CHAPTER III.At that moment Mrs. Maslin appeared in the doorway and, perceiving her husband stretched motionless on the floor with the blood streaming down his face and Dick Armstrong standi...
4. CHAPTER IV.“So you aren’t going back any more, then?” said Joe Fletcher, after Dick had related to him the exciting experience through which he had passed since the two lads had parted, ap...
5. CHAPTER V.In the morning the boat was hauled across to the other side of the canal, the side on which the towpath ran; a tandem mule team in charge of a boy who sported the biggest and mo...
6. CHAPTER VI.About eleven o’clock he was overtaken by a farm wagon, the owner of which not only gave him a lift for several miles on his way, but his dinner also at a neat farmhouse a short...
7. CHAPTER VII.“It’s like picking up money,” he mused as he gathered them into one of the bushel baskets and then carried them to the wagon, which he had drawn out into the yard, and dumped th...
8. CHAPTER VIII.He found the rendezvous of those craft without much difficulty, but to pick out the particular boat of which he was in search was not quite such a simple matter.
9. CHAPTER IX.“Gee! I never was so rich in my life!” exclaimed Joe Fletcher as he counted over the $30 he had received from Dick and contemplated the bills with a childish sort of delight.
10. CHAPTER X.“Tramps!” ejaculated Dick, in some dismay. Then he added, in a perplexed tone: “What are we going to do? They’ve got possession of the only decent room in the house.”
11. CHAPTER XI.“You’ve been a mighty long time investigating matters,” grumbled Joe Fletcher, poking his head over the seat when he heard his chum’s voice, for he had retired to the interior o...
12. CHAPTER XII.Mudgett had seized the old miser by the arm and was dragging him out of the buggy when Dick Armstrong sprang upon him like a young tiger and bore him to the ground. At the same...
13. CHAPTER XIII.The Buffalo Express, on board of which Dick Armstrong and his friend, Joe Fletcher, were traveling to New York, had just stopped at Poughkeepsie, and the exclamation was drawn f...
14. CHAPTER XIV.Although Dick Armstrong had lived in the country all his life, and Albany was the biggest town he had heretofore seen, still the great city of New York did not overwhelm him by...
15. CHAPTER XV.One day toward the end of March, Dick was taking lunch in a Fulton Street chop-house when two well-dressed men entered the place and sat down at the opposite side of the table.
16. CHAPTER XVI.“That’s right. The first week after I came to New York, Joe took me to the New Amsterdam Theatre. That was actually the very first time I ever was in a theatre. On the afternoon...
17. CHAPTER XVII.“Save me!” almost shrieked Silas Maslin’s son, in abject terror. “They made me what I am,” and he pointed to the reviving rascals, who were no other than the man Mudgett and the...