by Robert Louis Stevenson
CHAPTER I - ACROSS THE
PLAINS
LEAVES FROM THE NOTEBOOK OF AN EMIGRANT BETWEEN NEW YORK AND SAN
FRANCISCO
MONDAY. - It was, if I remember rightly, five o'c...
(Or Winning New Laurels on the Tanbark)
Edgar B. P. Darlington
CHAPTER I
THE BOYS HEAR GOOD NEWS
"You never can guess it--you never can guess the news, Teddy," cried
Phil Forrest, ...