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Young Wild West at Forbidden Pass""

Young Wild West at Forbidden Pass""

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Chapter 1 THE ARRIVAL AT BIG BONANZA.

Word Count: 2647    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

Wild West and his friends rode into a little mining camp called Big Bonanza, which

party had seen in two days, and though there were but half a d

heroes of the Wild West, and though but a boy in years, he had made a

st by his remarkable skill with the rifle and revolver, an

e Saddle, because he was without a peer at breaking and

the extreme. When on his trips through the wildest parts of the Great West he invariably was attired in a fancy buck

e and persistence, while his athletic f

ung Westerner his greatest was his coolness and fixed

sterling qualities, and it is only

ur readers know, Young Wild West was a genuine boy he

t was more than sufficient to permit him to pursue his favorite hobby, which was ridin

egion, and Young Wild West was helping along the advance of civilization, which, by the way, has

rtners, Cheyenne Charlie and Jim Dart, and t

. He was yet a young pan, and though he had been "through the mill," as the saying goes, he w

ck hair and mustache, together with his bronzed face, gave him t

and reared in the West, and though he seldom had much to

of Young Wild West, and they alwa

heart of our hero, and Eloise Gardner, Jim Dart's sweetheart; the y

our hero and his partners, and they had learned to look upon the

e West, but Anna and Eloise had been there long enough to become accusto

t in front of a saloon that had a sign across the front declaring it to be a hotel, one of them hastily dismount

on, in front of the roughly-constructed building, and

ith no little interest, and when the Chinaman slid ar

reckon, strangers. I'll bet he

ie answered. "Hop likes his tanglefoot once in

n," spoke up the proprietor of the place. "We ain't used ter seein' gals

or what he had said was undoubtedly the truth. The few inhabitan

ewhere until morning. We are making a trip across the state, and we are going in a straight line as much as possible. What we happen to strike make

, eh, boys?" remarked the cowboy who had called out that the

his companions, while

idently took it that our hero was a boy fond of showing off in a

ookin' at, ain't they? They've struck it rich somewhere, an' ther first big town

eh?" said Young Wild West, as he dismou

r long, an' who likes ter put on lugs 'cause he's got some pu

your opini

it is, you

n has a right to wear good clo

. But clothes don't make ther man-or boy, e

have you b

teen years

or four years, then. Anything

r other boy has hired ther man they've got with 'em ter take 'em around an' show 'em ther sights; an' they've, got the

said this and acted as tho

you bet, you

ew a roll of bills from his pocket

in the door, and behind him was the Chinaman wh

e asked. "I hear some putty loud talk,

" our hero answered, coolly. "It seems that they are trying to pick a row just because we have on better

e three cowboys. "Did you hear that, boys

ould like to take a hand in the contr

s, while the Chinaman, looking out of the doorway, over the shou

care of all three of the men if it became necessary and th

the talkative cowboy

th him that the boy was

ie could keep

yer ain't foolin', Wild," he

ut the Chinaman, from the door. "M

t cowboy, and with that he caught the Cel

he Son of the Flowery King

i

nd struck the cowboy a blow on t

to you good and straight," he sa

i

on the man's ribs, and

ut out went the boy's left and one of

p

ht the other on the c

three of the cowboys made

ld West got

how you galoots that you have got to be more civil with u

d made a mistake. The revolver was held by a hand that was steady as a rock, and t

revolvers and scra

West is only a boy, all right, but I reckon he kin lick a stagecoach load of sich

young deadshot fired a shot that hit the grou

ight, Young Wild West. I know who yer are

ac

ee, knowing what was wanted of them,

k-cr

hile the girls and Jim Dart laughed merrily, the thr

hots apiece, and some of them took chips off

the chambers. "You galoots will know better the next time. I don't much like the looks of you, but I want to tell you that if you

edly such-did not stop to make a

laugh, and then, turning to

y nallow escap

!" was the retort. "You allee time

cee lillee dlinks, my

" was the scor

k, who claimed he di

his work well and slept whenever he had nothi

s one of the very shrewd a

of gambling and a fondness for playing jokes o

ne occasion been the means of saving the lives of different members of it through his clevern

keeper of the saloon if he thought there would be any object

nything like that. They've all heard tell about Young Wild West, I reckon, an' some of 'em says as how

ome one might raise objections-

undred miles of here, as I knows of. Go ahead an' pick out a place ter camp. Ther boys will be here in a few minutes, fur it's about quitt

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Young Wild West at Forbidden Pass""
Young Wild West at Forbidden Pass""
“THE ARRIVAL AT BIG BONANZA. It was just about five o'clock in the afternoon of a cool day in autumn when Young Wild West and his friends rode into a little mining camp called Big Bonanza, which was situated in the heart of the range, known as the Silver Bend Mountains, Nevada. It was the first signs of anything like civilization that the party had seen in two days, and though there were but half a dozen little shanties in it, the sight of it was a welcome one. Young Wild West was beyond a doubt the greatest and best known of the heroes of the Wild West, and though but a boy in years, he had made a name for himself that many an elder person would have been proud to own. He had earned the title of the Champion Deadshot of the West by his remarkable skill with the rifle and revolver, and he was ever ready to defend the title against all comers. Many of his warmest friends called him the Prince of the Saddle, because he was without a peer at breaking and riding the wildest and most vicious horses of the West. When upon the back of the beautiful sorrel stallion he always rode he made a picture that was dashing and handsome in the extreme. When on his trips through the wildest parts of the Great West he invariably was attired in a fancy buckskin hunting suit, and with his sombrero tipped well back upon his head, he surely showed up as a dashing young hero. The flash in his eye told of his courage and persistence, while his athletic form betokened his strength and quickness. But of all his qualifications to make up a dashing young Westerner his greatest was his coolness and fixed purpose to do right, no matter what the cost might be. Few, indeed, are possessed of such sterling qualities, and it is only those who are that make real heroes. But, as we have already stated, and the majority of our readers know, Young Wild West was a genuine boy hero of the Wild West, and that is only saying the truth.”
1 Chapter 1 THE ARRIVAL AT BIG BONANZA.2 Chapter 2 OUR FRIENDS HEAR ABOUT FORBIDDEN PASS.3 Chapter 3 THE OUTLAWS OF FORBIDDEN PASS.4 Chapter 4 OUR FRIENDS GO TO THE MOUTH OF THE PASS AND READ THE SIGN.5 Chapter 5 CAP ROCHE MEETS YOUNG WILD WEST.6 Chapter 6 CAP ROCHE FALLS A VICTIM TO HOP.7 Chapter 7 WILD MAKES AN IMPORTANT DISCOVERY.8 Chapter 8 CAPTURED IN THE PASS.9 Chapter 9 ARIETTA ATTEMPTS TO ESCAPE.10 Chapter 10 THAT MAKES FOUR OF YOU! 11 Chapter 11 WHAT HOP WAH DID.12 Chapter 12 THE OUTLAWS TAKE SOME MORE PRISONERS.13 Chapter 13 THE CLEVER CHINAMAN AT WORK.14 Chapter 14 HOW ARIETTA PAID THE TOLL.15 Chapter 15 CONCLUSION.