Wild Western Scenes A Narrative Of Adventures In The Western Wi

The young chief, or rather the restored youth, awoke in a few days from the delirium into which the fever had plunged him, to a state of convalescence and a consciousness of his...

The sun rose the next morning in unusual glory. Not a breath of air stirred the entranced foliage of the dark green trees in the valleys, and the fresh flowers around exhaled a...

It was now the first week in May. Every vestige of winter had long since disappeared, and the verdure of a rich soil and mild temperature was fast enrobing the earth with the fr...

"Fear not," said Glenn; "God directs all things. This violent illness, too, may in the end be a blessing. Let us do all in our power to restore him to health, and leave the rest...

Some weeks had passed since the bear hunt. The emigrants had crossed the river, and selected their future homes in the groves that bordered the prairie, some miles distant from...

The party on their return did not travel so rapidly as they had advanced. They moreover halted in a grove which they espied about midnight, and finding a spreading tree that had...

The guidance of Sneak was infallible. Ere long the party reached the vicinity of the river, which was indicated by the tall trees and the valleys, and all apprehensions of immed...

When the men departed for the island in quest of the wolves, Mary was singing over her neglected flowers, at her father's house in the valley, and her clear ringing notes were d...

Sneak skills a sow that "was not all a swine"--The breathless suspense--The match in readiness--Joe's cool demeanour--The match ignited--Explosion of the mine--Defeat of the sav...

We return to the white men. The grief of Roughgrove, and of all the party, when it was ascertained beyond a doubt that Mary had been carried off by the savages, was deep and poi...

Boone hunts the bear--Hounds and terriers--Sneak Punk, the Hatchet- face--Another stump--The high passes--The bear roused--The chase--A sight--A shot--A wound--Joe--His meditati...

When Sneak opened the door, the sun had risen and was shining brightly. In a moment the inmates of the house were stirring. The horses neighed in the stable for their accustomed...

Several weeks had elapsed since the incidents recorded in the last chapter. The repulse of the Osages was succeeded by the arrival of a war-party of Pawnees, and a deadly feud e...

The night was beautiful. The moon sailed through a cloudless sky, and the north wind, which had whistled loudly among the branches of the trees in the valley at the close of day...

Ere long Joe was on his way back to the cave-spring, with several spades on his shoulder, accompanied by Boone, (who had just crossed the river on a visit to Glenn,) and Roughgr...

Glenn and Joe--Their horses--A storm--A black stump--A rough tumble--Moaning--Stars--Light--A log fire--Tents, and something to eat--Another stranger, who turns out to be well k...

"Why do you feel your shoulder, Joe?" asked Glenn, smiling, as he recollected the many times his man had suffered by the rebound of his musket, and diverted at the grave and tho...

Boone hunts the bear--Hounds and terriers--Sneak Punk, the hatchet- face--Another stump--The high passes--The bear roused--The chase--A sight--A shot--A wound--Not yet killed--H...

Glenn and Joe--Their horses--A storm--A black stump--A rough tumble--Moaning--Stars--Light--A log fire--Tents, and something to eat--Another stranger, who turns out to be well k...

Sneak kills a sow that "was not all a swine"--The breathless suspense --The match in readiness--Joe's cool demeanour--The match ignited --Explosion of the mine--Defeat of the sa...