In 'The Pony Rider Boys in Texas; Or, The Veiled Riddle of the Plains' by Frank Gee Patchin, readers are taken on a thrilling adventure through the vast and rugged landscape of Texas. The novel follows a group of young boys as they navigate the challenges of the wilderness, uncovering mysteries and facing danger along the way. Patchin's vivid descriptions and fast-paced storytelling style immerse the reader in the excitement of the boys' journey, making it a gripping read for fans of adventure literature. Set against the backdrop of the American West, the book captures the spirit of exploration and camaraderie that defined the era. With its engaging plot and descriptive prose, 'The Pony Rider Boys in Texas' is a classic example of early 20th-century boys' adventure fiction. Frank Gee Patchin, a prolific author known for his popular series of adventure novels, drew inspiration from his own love of the outdoors and fascination with Western landscapes. His background in journalism and passion for storytelling shine through in this captivating tale of courage and friendship. Readers who enjoy action-packed narratives and tales of discovery will find 'The Pony Rider Boys in Texas' a must-read.
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Ow, Wow, Wow, Wow! Y-E-O-W!" Tad Butler, who was industriously chopping wood at the rear of the woodshed of his home, finished the tough, knotted stick before looking up. The almost unearthly chorus of yells behind him had not even startled the boy or caused him to cease his efforts until he had completed what he had set out to do. This finished, Tad turned a smiling face to the three brown-faced young men who were regarding him solemnly.
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In 'The Pony Rider Boys in the Rockies; Or, The Secret of the Lost Claim' by Frank Gee Patchin, readers are taken on an adventurous journey through the rugged terrain of the Rockies with a group of young boys. The book is written in a descriptive and engaging style, capturing the beauty of the landscapes and the excitement of the boys' exploration. Set in the early 1900s, the novel provides insight into the outdoor adventure genre popular at the time, perfect for readers who enjoy tales of wilderness exploration and camaraderie. Patchin's attention to detail and vivid imagery bring the setting to life, making readers feel as though they are experiencing the adventure alongside the characters. His use of dialogue adds depth to the characters, immersing readers in their relationships and interactions. Frank Gee Patchin's background as a writer of adventure stories for young readers shines through in this thrilling novel, appealing to those who enjoy classic adventure tales and historical fiction. 'The Pony Rider Boys in the Rockies' is a must-read for anyone seeking an exciting and immersive outdoor adventure story.
CHAPTER I A DELIGHTFUL MYSTERY "I think we are ready to start, girls." Miss Elting folded the road map that she had been studying and placed it in a pocket of her long dust coat. There was a half-smile on her face, a merry twinkle in her eyes. "Which way do I drive?" questioned Jane McCarthy. "Straight ahead out of the village," answered Miss Elting, the guardian of the party of young girls who were embarking on their summer's vacation under somewhat unusual circumstances. "It's the first time I ever started for a place without knowing what the place was, or where I was going," declared Jane McCarthy, otherwise known as "Crazy Jane." "Won't you pleathe tell uth where we are going?" lisped Grace Thompson. Miss Elting shook her head, with decision. "Do my father and mother know where we are going?" persisted Grace. "Of course they know, Tommy. The parents of each of you know, and I know, and so shall you after you reach your destination. Have you everything in the car, Jane?" "Everything but myself," nodded Jane. The latter's automobile, well loaded with camping equipment, stood awaiting its passengers. The latter were Miss Elting, Jane McCarthy, Harriet Burrell, Grace Thompson, Hazel Holland and Margery Brown, the party being otherwise known as "The Meadow-Brook Girls." "Get in, girls. We'll shake the dust of Meadow-Brook from our tires before you can count twenty," continued Jane. "If Crazy Jane were to drive through the town slowly folks surely would think something startling had happened to her. Is there anything you wish to do before we leave, Miss Elting?" "Not that I think of at the moment, Jane." "Oh, let's say good-bye to our folks," suggested Margery Brown. "I have thaid good-bye," answered Grace with finality. "We'll give them a farewell blast," chuckled Jane. With that she climbed into the car, and, with a honk of the horn, drove down that street and into the next, keeping the horn going almost continually. As they passed the home of each girl the young women gave the yell of the Meadow-Brook Girls: "Rah, rah, rah, Rah, rah, rah!Meadow-Brook, Meadow-Brook, Sis, boom, ah!" It was shouted in chorus at their homes, and as the car passed the homes of their friends as well. Hands were waved from windows, hats were swung in the air by boy friends, while the older people smiled indulgently and nodded to them as the rapidly moving motor car passed through the village. "I think the town knows all about it now. Suppose we make a start?" suggested Miss Elting. "We haven't therenaded the pothtmathter yet," Tommy reminded her. "Nor the butcher, the baker and the candle-stick maker," answered Harriet Burrell laughingly. "How long a drive have we, Miss Elting?" "Four or five hours, ordinarily. Jane undoubtedly will make it in much less time, if she drives at her usual rate of speed. Straight south, Jane. I will tell you when to change." The faces of the girls wore a puzzled expression. They could not imagine where they were going. Miss Elting had made a mystery of this summer vacation, and not a word had the girls been able to obtain from her as to where they were to go: whether to tour the country in Crazy Jane's automobile, or to go into camp. Tommy declared that it was a perfectly delightful mythtery, and that she didn't care where they were going, while Margery on the contrary, grumbled incessantly. The start had been made late in the afternoon. The day had been cloudy. There were even indications of rain, but the girls did not care. They were too well inured to the weather to be disturbed by lowering skies and threatening clouds. In the meantime Jane McCarthy was bowling along to the southward, throwing up a cloud of dust, having many narrow escapes from collisions with farmers' wagons and wandering stock....
Oh, let me get up. Let me ride him for two minutes, Walter. Walter Perkins brought his pony to a slow stop and glanced down hesitatingly into the pleading blue eyes of the freckle-faced boy at his side. "Please! I'll only ride him up to the end of the block and back, and I won't go fast, either. Let me show you how I can ride him," urged Tad Butler, with a note of insistence in his voice. "If I thought you wouldn't fall off -- "
