The golden spider

There wasn’t much suggestion of a canyon, lost or found, in the handsomely furnished office in the Brewster National Bank building where three young fellows in flannel shirts, b...

When Purdick realized that the rummaging cripple was not only a camp thief, but most probably a desperado of sorts, he saw where he had made a capital mistake in not arousing hi...

Consternation was about the only word that fitted when Purdick had told the tale of the lost book. What he had said was perfectly true. Though they were all three taking enginee...

When Dick Maxwell was left alone on the summit of Mule-Ear Pass, he watched his two companions running along the spur ridge as long as he could see them. But after they were fai...

When Larry and Purdick thought they had found the place where Dick had stopped and made a fire, and had then had some mysterious thing happen to him, they soon realized that the...

After the first burst of wrathful astoundment at finding their camp wrecked and looted, the three victims of whatever fury it was that had visited the gorge in their absence beg...

to the north of where they had made their hazardous and heart-breaking ascent of the mountain, a perfectly good trail leading up and over and down to the railroad town of Natrol...

Pretty stiff from their forced march and the chill of the night spent on the cold mountain top without fire, the three castaways――for so they were now calling themselves――were u...

For a second or so after he had seen the camp-fire disappear as if a conjuror had waved his wand over it, Purdick was too greatly astounded even to yell. Twice he opened his mou...

On the morning following the test made upon the bit of gold quartz that Purdick had picked up, Larry, who had the watch from three o’clock to daybreak, found himself getting so...

While the three young prospectors, standing just within the mouth of the cliff crevice, stared at the spider-web with its eight-legged globule of molten gold hanging in the cent...

At the summons for which they had been looking――and hadn’t looked judiciously enough――the three Golden Spiders, kneeling beside the partly sorted pile of ore and broken stone, w...

The flood in the cave, already three or four inches deep on the floor and pouring out of the entrance in a splashing cataract when the three boys made a mad scramble for the min...