Category: Children & Young Adult Reading

The Broncho Rider Boys on the Wyoming Trail Or, A Mystery of the Prairie Stampede

"Huh! mebbe I ain't just glad to hear that news now. This broncho riding business may be all very well for a while; but a fellow can get too much, even of a good thing; ain't that so, Donald?"

Chapters

30. CHAPTER XXX.

Quickly following these shouts the two boys could see moving figures, that presently developed into galloping horses. They seemed to be riderless until one looked more closely,...

18. CHAPTER XVIII.

"I'm glad to hear you say that, Uncle Fred," Adrian told him, realizing what a struggle must be going on inside, when the other talked in this strain. "Things can't be any worse...

25. CHAPTER XXV.

As the hay flamed up like magic there arose a great commotion. Men could be heard shouting to one another. Fortunately Mr. Comstock was equal to the occasion. He hurried this wa...

14. CHAPTER XIV.

"It must be some messenger Uncle Fred's sending to town, perhaps with a letter to me, telling about this new outrage, and that he'll just have to throw up his job here, and clea...

19. CHAPTER XIX.

With something like his old decisive way of handling men, before his spirit had been almost broken through constant quarrels with his wife, Mr. Comstock picked out such men as h...

22. CHAPTER XXII.

"Well, I feel some easier now that they're getting in closer, and no signs of a pack of rough riders anywhere in sight beyond!" announced the rancher, after a little while had e...

17. CHAPTER XVII.

"This is my nephew, Adrian Sherwood, who as you know, Josie, is the owner of Bar-S Ranch; and these are his friends, Donald Mackay, about whom he has often written to me, and Bi...

16. CHAPTER XVI.

The fierce looking small man with the shock of white hair, and the air of a Buffalo Bill, stood there as though riveted to the spot, and stared at the smiling face of Adrian.

28. CHAPTER XXVIII.

"That clears the situation a heap, let me tell you, Adrian!" was what Uncle Fred said, heartily, after he had been told what a clever trick the young owner of the Bar-S Ranch ha...

15. CHAPTER XV.

It appeared that that fine lunch had made the lame man feel a thousand per cent better. The coffee had gone to the right spot, and warmed up his heart, so that he really looked...

13. CHAPTER XIII.

"We didn't reckon we'd meet up with you so soon again," remarked one of the cow-punchers, as, with his two companions, he drew in alongside Adrian; Donald at the time was "keepi...

2. CHAPTER II.

"Hello! what ails Billie and his mount now?" burst out Adrian, as the fat chum went flying past, with Jupiter acting like a crazy thing, stopping short every little while to "bu...

9. CHAPTER IX.

The cattle had apparently quieted down, now that they were no longer pestered with the shouts of the galloping punchers, coupled with the snap of the cruel quirts. They had run...

24. CHAPTER XXIV.

"Now, what's this all mean, Billie?" demanded Adrian, when they had joined the fat chum, where the shadows were dense enough to fairly conceal them from the view of any keen eye...

21. CHAPTER XXI.

With all his clumsiness Billie had always seemed to be a lucky fellow. In times gone by his chums had often informed him that he must bear a charmed life; because when so stubbo...

3. CHAPTER III.

"A mean trick!" echoed the indignant Adrian, "I'd like to help whip the fellow who would think it funny to inflict that torture on a poor dumb beast, not to mention having the r...

27. CHAPTER XXVII.

When Adrian started out to carry through the scheme proposed by his chum, he knew what chances he was taking. If those three renegade cow-punchers were hiding in the ranch house...

20. CHAPTER XX.

"Now, I wonder what does ail that queer gent?" mused Billie, after the other had left him, to enter the bunk house, with the avowed intention of lying down. "He limps like all g...

26. CHAPTER XXVI.

"Suppose we take a tally, and see just about how the game stands right now," suggested Donald, presently, after they had stood there for a bit listening to the various sounds of...

7. CHAPTER VII.

"Cow ponies are tough little critters," Donald went on to say, with the utmost confidence; "and they recover from fatigue like magic. Right now I'd wager Wireless or Ten Spot wo...

12. CHAPTER XII.

"Coffee, and bacon frying in the bargain! Oh! I hope now I ain't too late; and also that you've cooked enough for all. Remember, we've got guests along with us; and you promised...

10. CHAPTER X.

Donald had brought his lariat along, under the belief that it might come in handy one way or another. As he thus stood up, just a little way back of the sentry who was sitting t...

5. CHAPTER V.

There could no longer be the slightest doubt as to what made the noise. Before now Adrian had heard enough to fully agree with his chum when the other pronounced it a stampede o...

4. CHAPTER IV.

"Seems like it," declared the one addressed, who was scratching his head in a puzzled way; "but do you know, it's hard to believe that any sort of woman could get the whip-hand...

23. CHAPTER XXIII.

"I can see dust over there," Adrian hastened to remark, after he had taken a good look; "and it doesn't seem to be in the quarter where Uncle Fred told me he expected to see the...

6. CHAPTER VI.

"Then this steer belonged to the Bar-S herd, didn't it?" the fat boy continued, gradually approaching the point of full comprehension about as one might circle around and around...

11. CHAPTER XI.

"Better ease your mind, then, Billie, and let us hear what's bothering you," said Donald, with a smile; for he was used to the ways of his cousin, and knew that whenever anythin...

1. CHAPTER I.

"Huh! mebbe I ain't just glad to hear that news now. This broncho riding business may be all very well for a while; but a fellow can get too much, even of a good thing; ain't th...

8. CHAPTER VIII.

"We seem to be overtaking them faster now, Donald," Adrian spoke up several minutes afterwards, when he could hear the shouts ahead more plainly, as well as the confusion attend...

29. CHAPTER XXIX.

"You don't think it'd pay for somebody to sneak out there and learn if the rustlers are really hanging around?" suggested Donald, after some time had crept on, without anything...