Lost in the land of ice

Loud and clear through the midnight air rang the warning gong of a long hook-and-ladder truck as the machine bowled along over the granite-block pavement of one of the lower str...

But Barry Filmore was used to taking chances, and was bound to take many more even more daring--otherwise this tale would never have been written. He had had his own way from ch...

“Now, then, I would like to know who you are, and how you came to be locked up in that cold room,” said Barry, after he had taken a good look at the boy he had rescued.

“Don’t run. I’ll make it all right, Bob!” called out Barry, but Bob did not hear the latter words, for he was already out in the hallway and running for the stairs. Down the ste...

“’Pears to me I did see that book,” he said slowly. “A man was in right after you and he had some kind of a red covered book when he went out.”

After a long talk between Barry and Bob it was decided that for the present Bob should remain on board of the Arrow. Barry would stay at the Astor House in New York until he and...

The filthy condition of the apartment made Bob shiver. Bugs were countless and the dirt in the corners was a foot deep and gave forth an odor which was vile.

Eight o’clock found Barry dressed and on his way to police headquarters. Here he told his story, and word was at once sent out to look for Bob Baxter, and two special detectives...

The question was easy to ask but impossible, just then, to answer. But he was now free of his bonds, and that was one comfort. He rose slowly to his feet.

Stunned, and bleeding from an ugly wound in the temple, he lay like a log until Mad Lize picked him up and dragged him to her apartment in the basement of a tenement opposite to...

“If he did I’ll wax him good!” roared Captain Fenlick. He had picked up a rope’s-end, and now swung it around in his hand as if he meant business. Bob saw the pair approaching,...

An hour had gone by since he had leaped overboard from the Vixen--an hour which seemed to him to be an age. Where was that craft now, and where was the Arrow?

“I’ll see,” answered the captain, and reeled off like a drunken man. Soon the two chums followed him, with white, set faces, for the shock had been terrific and was not to be ea...

“Call some officers of the law,” said the young man, and this was speedily done, and inside of the hour all of the party were marched off to the Pernambuco prison.

“Glad to get away, eh, Bob?” replied Barry. “Well, I am not sorry, myself. Only I should have liked to hear what became of Captain Fenlick and Basker, after they broke jail.”

In the mean time the second Spaniard, the negro, and the sailor from the Arrow who had joined the rascals, moved forward on the crew who were on the forward deck and in the fore...

They were still weak from their wounds, but on the way to recovery. They said that Logger had joined the pirates and that another tar named Fargon was dead, and his body had bee...

“I have told them our story and asked them for aid,” answered the captain. “I have told them we will give them enough silver to cover the face of the moon if they will help us b...

“Ugh!” grunted the Patagonian, and tried to withdraw the knife. But before he could do so Captain Gordon hit him a terrific blow in the ear with his fist, and he went down like...

Both sat up and gazed around them curiously. They had tumbled into a ravine, and at their feet ran a tiny watercourse. Above them towered the trees and brushwood of the jungle.

Loud and clear came the report of Basker’s pistol. The weapon was aimed at Bob’s head, and it looked as if the youth must be either killed or mortally wounded.

“No, the board was set into the front of the deck-house, Bob. If he didn’t want to use the name he could easily have painted it over. You know there were several pots of paint o...

From the sailors who had been forgiven it was learned that after Captain Fenlick had gone ashore, the steam yacht had encountered the heavy storm and this had torn away a part o...

Each of the party was of course dressed warmly, and each carried either a shot-gun or a rifle, as well as a hunting knife, some matches, and also a small stock of provisions, sl...

Bob gave a hasty glance around and saw that no bears were within several hundred yards of the spot. Then he threw himself flat and crawled to the edge of the crevasse. Peering o...

They hurried forward, and as they drew closer to the spot where the Arrow had rested in her icy berth they noted that the appearance of the ice-field had changed somewhat. Part...

The battle had been short and decidedly one-sided from the start. Both bears could not get up, and consequently our friends took their own time about putting the beasts out of t...

Barry had heard of these birds before--from an old sea captain who had seen them twice and had a fierce fight with them--but he had not anticipated that they were quite so large...

That night, while they were sleeping, came another scare. The icy plain shook violently, sending the snow house tumbling about their heads. There was crash after crash, and a gr...

“My father! Found at last!” murmured Bob. His heart was in his throat. He raised his voice as best he could: “Father, do you know me? It is your son, Bob.”

For a moment after this there was silence, as both tried their best to get to the top of the snow, which had saved them from having their bones broken.

It was the last of the foul weather for many days. To be sure they encountered dense fogs around Graham’s Land and Alexander’s Land, but not so bad as those met with on the jour...