Adventure stories; Puget Sound Region (Wash.) -- Juvenile fiction; Ranch life -- Juvenile fiction; Young men -- Juvenile fiction
It was the middle of an afternoon in May. An old side-wheeler was
steaming south toward Puget Sound across the land-locked waters that lie
between Vancouver Island and the state of Washington. A little astern on
one hand Mount Baker lifted its heights of eternal snow. On the other,
and a little ahead, the Olympians rose white and majestic; and between,
vast, dim forests rolled down to the ruffled, blue water. It seemed to
Frank Whitney, sitting on the steamer's upper deck in the lee of her
smokestack, that it was a wild and wonderfully beautiful country he had
reached at last; for since leaving Vancouver, British Columbia, they had
steamed past endless rocks and woods, while island after island faded
into the smoke trail down the seething wake and great white mountains
opened out, changed their shapes, and closed in on one another as the
steamer went by. He had, however, not come there to admire the scenery,
and as he watched the wonderful panorama unroll itself he looked back
upon the troubles that had befallen him since he set out from Boston a
little less than a year ago.
When he left that city he was but sixteen, and was, as he had cause to
realize during the following twelve months, merely an average American
boy, with a certain amount of alertness, self-reliance and common sense;
though he might, perhaps, have had more of these desirable qualities,
had he not been a trifle spoiled by his widowed mother before he went to
Gorton school. He had, quite apart from his lessons, learned a few
useful things there which probably he would never have learned at home,
but he had been suddenly recalled, and his mother had informed him that
it was now impossible for him to enter the profession for which he had
been intended. Frank did not understand all the reasons for this, but he
knew that they were connected with the fall in value of some railroad
stock and the failure of a manufacturing company in which his mother
held shares. She had, as she pointed out, his two younger sisters to
provide for, and he must earn his living at once.
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