The Young Ranchers; Or, Fighting the SiouxEllis, Edward Sylvester
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The Young Ranchers; Or, Fighting the Sioux
Ellis, Edward Sylvester
Dakota Indians -- Juvenile fiction; Indians of North America -- Juvenile fiction; Ranch life -- Juvenile fiction
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THE YOUNG RANCHERS
OR _FIGHTING THE SIOUX_
"FOREST AND PRAIRIE SERIES," No. 3.
BY EDWARD S. ELLIS
AUTHOR OF "BOY PIONEER SERIES," "DEERFOOT SERIES,"
"WILDWOOD SERIES," ETC.
PHILADELPHIA
HENRY T. COATES & CO.
COPYRIGHT, 1895,
BY PORTER & COATES.
[Illustration: THE DEATH OF THE FAITHFUL MESSENGER.]
CONTENTS.
I. DANGER AHEAD
II. THE VOICELESS FRIEND
III. COMPANIONS IN PERIL
IV. TIM BROPHY'S DISCOVERY
V. LEAVING THE RANCH
VI. "TIMOTHY BROPHY, ESQ., AT YOUR SERVICE"
VII. STIRRING TIMES
VIII. STARCUS
IX. ON THE BANK OF A STREAM
X. BENT ARM AND HIS BAND
XI. AT BAY
XII. FACING WESTWARD
XIII. IN THE FRINGE OF THE WOODS
XIV. TURNED BACK
XV. MISSING
XVI. A THIEF OF THE NIGHT
XVII. THROUGH THE WOOD
XVIII. NIGHT AND MORNING
XIX. A STARTLING SURPRISE
XX. A RUN FOR LIFE
XXI. AWAY WE GO!
XXII. ON FOOT
XXIII. DOWN!
XXIV. THE FRIEND IN NEED
XXV. THE PRAIRIE DUEL
XXVI. ON THE GROUND
XXVII. A GOOD SAMARITAN
XXVIII. THE LONE HORSEMAN
XXIX. A BREAK FOR FREEDOM
XXX. COMRADES AGAIN
XXXI. THE LAST HOPE
XXXII. AWAY! AWAY!
XXXIII. BREAD CAST UPON THE WATERS
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
THE DEATH OF THE FAITHFUL MESSENGER.
A HOT PURSUIT.
TIM'S FORTUNATE SHOT.
THE DEATH OF THE INDIAN.
THE YOUNG RANCHERS;
OR,
FIGHTING THE SIOUX.
CHAPTER I.
DANGER AHEAD.
There was snow in the air. Warren Starr had felt it ever since meridian,
though not a flake had fallen, and the storm might be delayed for hours
yet to come. There was no mistaking the dull leaden sky, the chill in
the atmosphere, and that dark, increasing gloom which overspreads the
heavens at such times.
Young Warren was a fine specimen of the young hunter, though he had not
yet passed his nineteenth year. His home was in South Dakota, and he was
now on his return from Fort Meade, at the eastern foot of the Black
Hills, and had fully twenty miles to travel, though the sun was low in
the horizon, as he well knew, even if it was veiled by the snow vapor.
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