The Pony Rider Boys in Montana; Or, The Mystery of the Old Custer Trail
Author: Frank Gee Patchin Genre: LiteratureThe Pony Rider Boys in Montana; Or, The Mystery of the Old Custer Trail
Brown yawned loudly
half rousing him
he deep bass voice o
f to a sitting posture. "You've done nothing but stretch your mouth in y
," said
, putting down by supreme force of
the-the mountain air. Ya
ghed off amo
disturbance, young ge
fes
bronchos yawning," Ne
," observed
d w
h's open now. You're going t
s. Ned Rector's face was set determinedly, a vacant
nnounced Walter solemnly
lse of the moment, Ned's mouth slowly opened to its ex
h-hum!" h
" Walter's words died away
lf at the fat boy. Stacy, however, observing the move, had
on getting away. He could not spare the time to get up and run, so
" shouted Walte
ks of the East Fork, of what was known as Fennell's Creek, a broad, deep stream which, joining its companion fork some ten miles further down, flowed into the clear waters of the Yellowst
good-naturedly, save Ned Rector. By this time he had grown very much excited. No sooner would he pounce upon the spot where S
for you when I do
a limb, and, plunging headlong,
he camp was with
t," shout
s the only way you ever w
companions, shivering in their pa
ar high rolle
gh roller," a
leep. I don't mind you young gentlemen enjoying yourselves, but midnight is ra
they failed entirely to catch the meaning of his words, so abso
ged Walter, jumping up a
he could never do it," mocked Tad. "I'll be
had scrambled to their feet and were moving about
get up at once!" command
wailed th
ssor firmly, striding toward the spot w
ad, as the thought of what was bel
'm rolling in,
n the bank! Grab hi
not fully grasping th
im? Right in front of you. He'
owing rapidly along just below him. The banks at that point were high and precipitous, the water almost ic
rpendicular bluff, Stacy yelled lustily for help. From the soft, sandy soil the we
ers. In the darkness the lad might slip into one of the tre
ad sprang to the top of the bluff, swinging t
he figure of his companion
e rope over you," shouted Tad, at t
feeling it slap him smartly on the cheek, brushed the rope aside
observing that he had
tacy Brown plunged into
ard him strike
d, without an instant's hesitation, leaped over the
second splash. It was more clean cut than had been Stacy's dive, and
that somehow he had thoughtlessly pl
is it?" he
red Walter sharply, moving forward as if to follow
Professor. "You'll all drow
the others, had sprung up and rushed for the ca
pink pajamas, dashing madly about the camp, would have excited the lads to u
demanded Professor Zepplin, peeri
no reply to the boy's hail. "Thaddeus!
milk Falls, because of the churning the water received in its lively drop, and more than one mountaineer had been swept over them to his death in times of high water. Between the camp and
you think--" s
ed the Professor shortly. "Run for i
only to release Bad-eye. Without waiting to saddle him, Ned threw himself upon the sur
veered to avoid stepping into the camp-fire
he finally succeeded in righting himself, all the while kick
fire. Ned was obliged to make a wide detour instead of taking a short cut across the bend made by the river. There were rocks
rofessor. "I'm afraid both of th
alf sob, as they ran regardless of the fact that sharp sti