Category: Adventure

The phantom tracker; or, The prisoner of the hill cave

It was a sultry, scorching day, on the banks of the river Gila--very sultry and silent. The sun in the zenith looked whitely down, and the yellow banks reflected its rays fiercely on the sluggishly-creeping, warm river. Away over the flat, glistening plain reigned the utmost s...

Chapters

1. CHAPTER I.

It was a sultry, scorching day, on the banks of the river Gila--very sultry and silent. The sun in the zenith looked whitely down, and the yellow banks reflected its rays fierce...

2. CHAPTER II.

On the afternoon in which last chapter’s events occurred, a train of three wagons plodded slowly up to the southern bank of the Gila, about twenty miles east from the place wher...

3. did. When the weather is sultry, especially on the southern prairies,

food begets thirst. We should suffer without water. Any old plainsman will tell you when out of water to keep your stomach empty, unless a dry cracker can be called food. It is...

4. CHAPTER III.

For a very good reason, for example: blindfold a person and after doing so turn him twice in his tracks. He then will be unable to tell with any degree of certainty to which poi...

5. CHAPTER IV.

As the first gray streaks of dawn slanted across the eastern horizon, the little camp on the Gila was astir, and the members were bustling about. Anxious faces they were; their...

6. CHAPTER V.

On the day after Pedro left the Gila he arrived at the old robber hillock. As he rode up to it, he mechanically looked for a skeleton he expected to see there--the skeleton of t...

7. CHAPTER VI.

Pedro sat behind the closed entrance, lowering savagely through the glimmering chinks, and almost beside himself with astonishment, vague fear, and wonder. He had recovered his...

8. CHAPTER VII.

They were, as has been said, divided into two separate parties. That of Cimarron Jack was in advance, the riders urging on their steeds at a swift amble. The wagons behind under...

9. CHAPTER VIII.

Cimarron Jack, with these words, turned his back to the sulky Canadian, and carefully reconnoitered the position of the Indians. The chief’s band still remained drawn up in line...

10. CHAPTER IX.

Both were downcast. She, on account of her friends, was uneasy and sad, while he was still experiencing the fear of dealing with something not of this world. The mysterious voic...

11. CHAPTER X.

The guide, lifting the torch, looked round on a small band of vaguely-frightened, nervous men. Why should they be frightened--why nervous? Nearly all were accustomed to hob-nob...

12. CHAPTER XI.

Away rode the Apaches galloping south-east, leading the captured horses behind them. In the sudden surprise and retreat they had forgotten to retain those articles which they ha...

13. CHAPTER XII.

After the Canadian had trembled, shuddered and brooded awhile without being alarmed by a second visitation, he began to look into the why and the wherefore of it. To follow his...

14. CHAPTER XIII.

On the “reach” above the fissure in which Cimarron Jack’s band was concealed, danced and whooped the entire band of Apaches, eager for white blood, and, as prospects appeared, i...

15. CHAPTER XIV.

When at the mysterious shot and death of one of their number, the Apaches fled down the hillock, they scuttled for the wagons as offering the best concealment. However, their do...

16. CHAPTER XV.

They had not long to dig, as the soil was yielding, and the strong arms of the excited and determined men drove the spades deep into the hillside. Men clamored to relieve each o...