Ruth Fielding In the Saddle; Or, College Girls in the Land of Gold

One evening in the largest of these theatres an old, gray-faced and grim-looking man sat beside a very happy, pretty girl and watched the running off of the seven-reel feature,...

Sitting around a blanket spread for a tablecloth at sunrise and eating eggs and bacon with more flapjacks, the incidents of the night seemed less tangible, and certainly less pe...

Helen and Jennie, as they had promised, kept away from the ridge where the gold-bearing rock had been found. But the next afternoon when Ruth went for a gallop over the hills sh...

They whispered together over their own fire, and Flapjack warned Tom Cameron to be sure that his automatic was well oiled and that he kept it handy during his turn at watching t...

Mr. Cameron met the chums _en route_, and the next morning they arrived at Seven Oaks in time to see Tom receive his diploma from the military and preparatory school. Tom, black...

"Well, let's go along and see Flapjack's daughter," Tom proposed. "I don't want to make the acquaintance of any strange girl without somebody to defend me," and he grinned at th...

Ruth Fielding came back from her ride to Freezeout Camp and said not a word to a soul about her discovery of the young man in the cabin. She had a secret at last, but it was not...

Tom and his father had visited his sister and Ruth at Ardmore; the young fellow was no stranger to the girls whom Ruth had invited to join the party bound for Freezeout Camp. Of...

"Well, what you goin' to do with him?" demanded Bob, the pipeman. "We ain't expected to stand and hold him all day, if we ain't goin' to be 'lowed to hang him--the ornery critter!"

"Let us not say anything to each other that we will later be sorry for. Of course, we all understand--and must admit--that the finding of this gold-bearing ledge is a matter tha...

"Oh! I didn't think of that," cried Ruth, and went to the other window, for the study shared during their freshman year by her and Helen Cameron was a corner room with windows l...

There is nothing really savage looking about a bear unless it _is_ savage. Otherwise a bear has a rather silly looking countenance. These three bears had been walking peacefully...

The old prospector was wild with joy. He had already dug several holes down to the surface of the ledge along the ridge north of the spot where the first sample of gold-bearing...

"You see, _we_ don't mind having a girl for cook and guide. We will rather like it," she said, laughing into Min's delighted face. "Poor old Tom is our only male companion. And...

Before Dare Hall was quiet that night it was known throughout the dormitory that six girls of the freshman class were going to spend a part of the summer vacation in the wilds o...

Why, of course they could not keep it to themselves! At least, the three girls could not. They simply had to tell Miss Cullam and Tom, and the other Ardmore freshmen and Ann of...

Even Miss Cullam--in her dressing gown--trailed out of the car after Tom. The sky was alight from the blazing bridge. It was a wooden structure, and burned like a pine knot.

Ruth Fielding was particularly interested in the situation of "the hermit," Edith Phelps' brother. But she was not deeply enough interested in him or in his desires to give up h...

Ruth's inquiry for the persons who had built the campfire aroused the curiosity of Min Peters and her father, and they made some investigations for which the girl from the East...

"Well, it can't be helped! None of you can want that ledge of gold more than I do. That I know. But, of course, your claims are perfectly legitimate. It is a fact the men Edith...

Freezeout Camp had awakened. Many of the old shacks and cabins had been repaired and made habitable for the purposes of the moving picture company. The largest dance hall--"The...

"It will be great! great!" murmured Helen Cameron, her hands clasped in blissful anticipation. "Right into the 'wild and woolly.' Dear me, Ruth Fielding, we _do_ have the nicest...

Their guide was fully as capable as a man, and proved it when it came to making camp. Her selection of the camping site could not have been bettered; she wielded an axe as well...

There were means to be obtained at the Handy Gulch Hotel for the baths that the tourists so much desired, even if tiled bathrooms and hot and cold water faucets were not in evid...

"You needn't be 'fraid of not findin' room at Lon Crujes' hotel," drawled the station agent. "He don't often have more'n two visitors at a time there, and them's mostly travelin...