The Golden Boys With the Lumber Jacks

"Sure? Of course I am. Don't you see where the bark is rubbed there?" Bob replied, pointing to an abrasion so slight that it is no wonder that it had escaped Jack's eyes.

It was pitch dark in the bunk house when Bob awoke. Unless disturbed it was an unusual thing for him to wake up before time to get up, so, expecting every minute to hear the ris...

After some discussion it was decided that they would get everything ready and then drive back to the Carry with Ezra and spend the night there, getting an early start the next m...

Bob slowly and painfully groped his way back to consciousness. It seemed as though his head was about twice its natural size and it ached with a dull heavy pain. With the return...

For a moment he thought he must have been mistaken and it was nothing but a dream, but as he lay and listened the sound was repeated. He remembered that he had barred the door b...

When Jack left his brother sitting on the office steps he fully expected to be back in a very few minutes. Noiselessly he ran over the frozen snow toward the side of the bunk ho...

Tom Bean's eyes, more used to the darkness than those of the boys, had seen a dim form about ten feet away and his impetuosity had brought forth the yell and then he knew that n...

Big Ben Donahue was all that his name implied. Standing a full six feet and four inches in his moccasins, his broad shoulders and perfectly proportioned body made him appear eve...

For a moment Big Ben paused as if undecided what to say, and before he could come to a decision the sound of sleigh bells was heard, and, glancing quickly around, the boys were...

"There's someone out there sure's you're alive," Bob shouted as he closed the door. "Come on, we've got to make it snappy," he said, as he began to pull on his moccasins.

"You see," he continued, "there's over four hundred acres of the finest timber in the state in that tract. I bought it of Amos Town just ten years ago, and he died about a year...

Through the stillness of the night came a cry. At first Bob thought it was a wildcat, but, as it was repeated a moment later, he knew that he was mistaken. No animal with which...

"'Tis this way," the foreman began, as he shifted his pipe to the other side of his mouth. "Yer father has a contract to deliver four million fate of spruce to The Great Norther...

The car, after hesitating several times as though undecided what to do next, finally came to an unmistakable stop. The rear wheels, although equipped with heavy chains, spun aro...