Jack Ranger's Western Trip; Or, from Boarding School to Ranch and RangeYoung, Clarence
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Jack Ranger's Western Trip; Or, from Boarding School to Ranch and Range
Young, Clarence
Adventure stories; Teenage boys -- Juvenile fiction; Western stories
Then Mr. Tevis told briefly the history of Robert Ranger, or Roberts,
as he best knew him, with the main facts of which Jack was familiar.
He told of his acquaintance with him and John Smith's father, and how
the bad men had tried unsuccessfully to get control of the timber
claim. Jack found him a peculiar man indeed, but seemingly good
hearted.
"But what you want to know," Mr. Tevis went on, "is how to find your
father now."
Jack nodded eagerly.
"Of course you know I have not seen him in a long time, as he did not
think it wise to come here, fearing the gang would capture him and
get him into court. But I have heard from him, not later than three
months ago."
"Where is he?" asked Jack, hardly able to sit still.
"While I can't say exactly," Mr. Tevis went on, "I know he is
somewhere in a small range of mountains called Golden Glow. He has a
small cabin there, and manages to make a living by doing some mining.
He has one companion, whom he can trust, and who goes back to
civilization once in a while to get food and supplies. Your father
will not trust himself in sight of a town. In fact it is almost as
hard to communicate with him as it is with me."
"Where are the Golden Glow mountains?" asked Jack.
"The nearest town is Denville," was the answer.
"Denville!" exclaimed Jack.
"Yes, what is there strange in that?"
"Why, we are going to Denville," Jack replied, "That's where Nat's
uncle's ranch is."
"Yes, but the beginning of the Golden Glow mountain range is about a
hundred miles from there," Mr. Tevis added.
"What's a hundred miles when I'm going to find my father and take him
back home with me?" asked Jack. "I can travel that."
"You've got pluck," spoke Mr. Tevis. "I wish you luck, my boy."
Then he told all the particulars he knew of Mr. Roberts' whereabouts,
how the exile had often written to him of his lonely life, and how
much he would like to see his son and his sisters again.
"We have both been hounded by that gang of land sharps," concluded
Mr. Tevis, with a deep sigh. "I have found means of evading them by
living in this wild place, and adopting all sorts of precautions in
admitting visitors. That is why I was so careful on your account. I
could not tell who might be trying to play a trick on me. But I
devised that card for a few of my friends. Lucky you met Lem Liggins,
or I doubt if even the sight of the two rings would have convinced
me. But I felt reasonably certain no one could have both the card and
the rings. Even at that you saw how cautious I am, by the details Mr.
Hardy had to go through."
"How would you advise me to reach my father, and let him know it is
safe to return?" asked Jack.
Mr. Tevis paused a moment. He remained in deep thought for some time.
Then he spoke.
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