Grace Harlowe's Overland Riders on the Old Apache Trail

From the Indian’s monosyllables, and, using her imagination freely, Grace inferred that Joe had overheard the bandits when they were spying on the Overland Riders’ camp, and, af...

“Oh, girls, I’ve made a perfectly marvelous discovery,” cried Grace Harlowe as she burst into the parlor of the hotel at Globe, Arizona, on the morning following their arrival f...

“I have asked you to visit me for a twofold reason,” announced Grace Harlowe to her friends of the Overton Unit. “In other words, I have a vacation proposal to make to you.”

“Please work downstream, Elfreda. Watch carefully for footprints and broken twigs. I shall proceed upstream. About a quarter of a mile above here several deep canyons branch off...

She now understood the meaning of the sound that she had heard from her tent. The wagon was being turned, and again she heard what she recognized now as the squeal of a wagon’s...

Ike, after having been dragged to the very edge of the trail by the coach, had picked himself up and was brushing the dirt from his clothes, for he had been dragged right across...

“The end of a perfect day,” breathed Elfreda Briggs, as the launch bearing the Overland Riders and General Gordon’s party rounded a point of land, and the Lodge, for which they...

Grace Harlowe’s reaction came with Emma’s words. Whirling in a flash, Grace dropped to her knees just as the revolver of the bandit was fired at her. How the fellow had managed...

“That the arrow has been weakened in the middle by a cut with a knife. It appears to have been the intention of the person who shot it, that it should break on striking the grou...

“Hi, up there! Cut the gun!” bellowed the voice of Hippy Wingate, using an aviator’s term for shutting off the power. “Stop it, I say! You will have us all in the ditch!”

The Overland Riders did not turn from the scene until the “sapphire rocks,” described in Lieutenant Wingate’s colorful oratory, had turned a dull gray as the sun moved over behi...

“Then we shall have to take turns at guarding the camp to-night. I will watch it until midnight; Lieutenant Wingate will relieve me then and remain on watch until four in the mo...

Grace started out early the next morning for a call on Ike Fairweather. The whole party slept the late afternoon and night through, without even awakening for supper. She found...

Grace Harlowe was frightened. At least, for a moment, she felt her nerves giving way under the strain, and she feared she too was going to scream. Instead, she gave Emma Dean a...

Grace threw the rifle to her shoulder and fired at a shadowy figure that she could barely see, and, in the next second, Lieutenant Wingate’s heavy army revolver cracked spiteful...

“Listening, as I was, I surely would have heard the signal had she given it,” averred the lieutenant. “It’s too dark to see anything, but of course, if you girls have anything t...

The Overton girls’ equipment wagon, as was customary, went ahead of the outfit next morning, and had been gone for nearly two hours when the party decided to start on their way.

“I don’t believe you would qualify as an expert on things Indian,” laughed Grace, starting on with her companions toward the creek to look at the second victim of the Overton gi...

On the way to Roosevelt, before the Overland girls caught up with him, Ike Fairweather had met a deputy sheriff and posse, who had been in the mountains looking for a horse thie...

The Gordons and Cartwrights had engaged a conveyance to take them to the point on the Apache Trail where they must turn off and walk about a mile to reach the homes of the Cliff...

Grace, in the meantime, was making suggestions to Hippy as to how the camp should be guarded during the rest of the night. After he had faithfully promised that he would never a...

Emma’s eyes flashed her resentment, and, for a few seconds, Grace feared that her little companion was about to do something rash. Miss Dean, who had started to rise, now settle...

Before starting on her perilous venture, Grace had directed that the rope be paid out slowly, so as not to set up so much friction that the rope would be in danger of burning.

Grace and Emma, following Grace’s faint, had been carried into camp by Lieutenant Wingate and Ike Fairweather. Emma, giving way to the reaction, after her trying experience, had...

A jar and a crash. “Some one has run our wagon off the trail into the canyon!” gasps Grace Harlowe. Hippy and the bandits battle in a cloud. Grace takes a hand. Emma Dean bewail...

A picnic in the home of the Cliff Dwellers. A guest faints on the brink of the chasm. Grace prepares for her daring descent. General Gordon protests. “Hold fast to the rope!” Al...

“Joe Smoky Face! What does this mean?” demands Grace. In the bandits’ lair. A lonely vigil on the mountain. Grace traps the bandits. “That is what I call good shooting,” declare...

Threats fail to disturb Grace Harlowe. A bandit’s wife demands to know why Grace shot Con Bates. “I’m goin’ to see thet you settle for thet little job.” Belle Bates meets her ma...

A warning of trouble to come. The storm breaks. “I think we are going to catch it,” mutters Grace Harlowe. Tents wrecked by the gale. The Overland camp is swept by bullets from...

Picnicking by the blue waters of Lake Roosevelt. “The end of a perfect day!” Guests entertained at the Overland Riders’ camp. Food, to Hippy, of greater moment than mere Indians...

A case of shoot or be shot. “Run, Emma! Run!” A battle of give and take. Grace gets a bullet wound. A dash for freedom. The escape. Grace makes the best of a serious situation....

“There it goes again!” Emma Dean gives way to her fears as the wild, haunting wail is repeated. Two yellow eyes in the dark. Grace fires a telling shot. Alarmed by signal shots...

The Overton girls plan for a summer outing in the saddle. Hippy has a dark secret. “No weak lemonade trips for me,” declares Emma Dean. A proposal that is both interesting and a...

Grace Harlowe’s discovery. Overton girls vote for a night ride on the old Deadwood stagecoach. “Play tricks on us and you will be sorry.” Off for a novel ride. Inside passengers...

The end of a grilling hike. Western Jones wings the bandits. Elfreda Briggs sews up Grace Harlowe’s wound. The operation proves to be more than Ike and Emma can stand. “Next tim...

Aroused by a low-spoken warning. Hurried preparations are made to defend the camp. The battle opened with a thrilling Indian war whoop. “Steady, girls! We’re going to catch it!”...

“I tell you I heard Grace’s signal shots!” Lieutenant Wingate fails to find a trace of the missing ones. Ike noses out the trail. “Right here’s where they took to their ponies.”...

The arrival at Roosevelt Dam. Grace Harlowe meets an old friend from the front. The fame of the Overland Riders has preceded them. An Apache Indian engaged to care for the ponie...

Hippy takes a new kind of “sideslip.” Grace hears of the savage Apaches. Ike Fairweather is amazed. Elfreda issues a solemn warning. “Something is going on here!” exclaims Grace...

Ike Fairweather joins the Overton party. Riders of the Old Apache Trail. Lieutenant Wingate comes a cropper. A succession of spills. The first night in camp. Hippy’s oratory is...

The first casualty. A mysterious shot. The Overton camp is put under guard. Rifle shots alarm the campers. A silence “heavy with significance.” Ike Fairweather wings a night pro...

Grace picks up the trail. The search continued deep into a somber canyon. Signal shots are fired. A human voice sounds close at hand. “Grace! Oh, Grace! Save me!” wails Emma Dea...

A dizzy descent through space. “Harlowe luck is with me!” Grace explores the ancient community house. The mustiness of centuries is on the air. “That smells like a dead fire!” G...

The Deadwood stagecoach goes over a precipice and is lost. Ike Fairweather’s rage beyond the power of words to express. Grace gives her prisoners a stern warning. A grilling jou...

Overton girls mess in the weird forest of Sahuaro. The outfit selects a new name for itself. Lieutenant Wingate’s speech rudely interrupted. The wonders of the Apache Mountains...

Lieutenant Wingate loses his hat, and Ike Fairweather has a narrow escape. Grace decides to explore the ancient cliff dwellings. Being above the clouds gives the Overland Riders...

Attackers lose heavily. Indians or white men--which? The Overton girls enjoy a real picnic. Emma Dean is missing. “Elfreda, get a rifle and come with me!” directs Grace Harlowe...

Highwaymen and Overton girls in a pitched battle. “The cowards!” cries Grace Harlowe. Bandits discover their mistake too late. Wounded and defeated, outlaws of the Apache Trail...