The Girl Scouts in Beechwood Forest by Margaret Vandercook

Author: Margaret Vandercook
Published: 1921
Language: English
Wordcount: 42,917 / 128 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 72.7
LoC Category: PZ

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Origin: gutenberg.org

Genres: Young Readers, Adventure

rothy McClain and Louise Miller preparing breakfast.

Placing her hands to her lips she uttered their Scout signal call.

CHAPTER II

LOOKING BACKWARD

A few minutes later Donald and Lance McClain were standing in the open space before the Girl Scout camp. They were facing a number of the girls and their Scout Captain, Sheila Mason, as well.

Slightly in the background and yet within hearing, Victoria Drew waited.

Kara was lying on the cot inside her own tent. Tory’s friends had suggested that she follow Kara’s example and allow breakfast to be brought to her. Surely she looked weary enough after a night of such anxiety!

Tory had her own reasons for declining. Now as she overheard the beginning of the conversation she was glad of her own decision.

“We are sorry to have intruded upon you even for a short time, Miss Mason,” Donald McClain protested. “We know that you have asked that no member of our S

Girl Scouts in the Adirondacks by Lillian Elizabeth Roy

New scenery, new problems of camping, association with a neighboring camp of Boy Scouts, and a long canoe trip with them through the Fulton Chain, all in the setting of the marvelous Adirondacks, bring to the girls enlargement of horizon, new development, and new joys.

Author: Lillian Elizabeth Roy
Published: 1921
Language: English
Wordcount: 53,343 / 157 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 86.3
LoC Category: PS

Downloads: 515
Added to site: 2008.08.19
mnybks.net#: 21792
Origin: gutenberg.org

Genres: Fiction and Literature, Adventure, Young Readers

mson,” said Mrs. Vernon, in order to make an end to the scene.

“Say, couldn’t you tell us where there is a nice picnic place near here?” called Jim, as the first car started.

“Yeh–a few miles furder on. You’ll find a nice little brook in a grove of sugar-maples, with green grass on all sides.”

Jim thanked the woman, and started his car. Mrs. Vernon was informed of the grove which was to be a stopping place for dinner, and all were eagerly on the lookout for the spot that would offer such an ideal resting place.

But it was the longest “few miles” any of the scouts had traveled, for the meter showed many, many miles before any grove was seen. There was no brook in it, but the grass was very green, and the maple grove, which crowded a knoll a short distance from the road, looked cool and inviting.

As usual, Julie was the first one out of the cars and over the fence. She started to cross the very green grass, but instantly sank into the water that was hidden under the green bla

Philip Steele of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police by James Oliver Curwood

Author: James Oliver Curwood
Published: 1911
Language: English
Wordcount: 50,923 / 146 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 81.4
LoC Category: PS

Downloads: 1,371
mnybks.net#: 1988
Genres: Adventure, Pulp

that’s every soul there’ll be at Lac Bain until the mid-winter run of fur. Now, what in Heaven’s name is the poor old Mrs. Colonel going to do?”

“Got a bed for her?”

“A bunk–hard as nails!”

“Good grub?”

“Rotten!” groaned the factor. “Every trapper’s son of them took out big supplies this fall and we’re stripped. Beans, flour, sugar’n’prunes–and caribou until I feel like turning inside out every time I smell it. I’d give a month’s commission for a pound of pork. Look here! If this letter ain’t ‘quality’ you can cut me into jiggers. Bet the Mrs. Colonel wrote it for her hubby.”

From an inside pocket Breed drew forth a square white envelope with a broken seal of red wax, and from it extracted a folded sheet of cream-tinted paper. Scarcely had Steele taken the note in his hands when a quick thrill passed through him. Before he had read the first line he was conscious again of that haunting sweetness in the air he breathed–the perfume of hyacinth. There was not only this perf

Philosopher Jack by Robert Michael Ballantyne

Author: Robert Michael Ballantyne
Published: 1880
Language: English
Wordcount: 49,012 / 144 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 74.1
LoC Category: PR

Downloads: 4,209
Added to site: 2007.06.08
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Genre: Adventure

the boy. “I wanted him to get me into the navy, and he wouldn’t; and now I want him to get me into the merchant service, and he won’t. But I’ll go in spite of him.”

“No, you won’t, Watty,” said Ben, laying his hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“Yes, Ben, I will,” returned little Wilkins, with such an air of determination that every one except Ben laughed.

“Now, bailie,” said the captain, rising, “I’m off. The truth is, I wouldn’t have come if it had not been important to let you know at once to get your boy ready; but I had no one to send except Polly, and I wouldn’t send her out at night by herself for all the wealth of Indy. Moreover, she wouldn’t have let me out to-night for any consideration whatever. She’s very strict with me, is my little keeper. I wouldn’t for the world she should wake and find me gone. So, good-night all.”

Ten minutes more, and the guilty man entered his dwelling on tiptoe. In order to get into his hammock with extreme caution he forsook his ancient m

The Sky Pilot by Ralph Connor

There is no novel, dealing with the rough existence of cowboys, so charming in the telling, abounding as it does with the freshest and the truest pathos.

Author: Ralph Connor (Charles William Gordon)
Published: 1899
Language: English
Wordcount: 44,994 / 132 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 72.3
LoC Category: PS

Downloads: 1,123
mnybks.net#: 1834
Genres: Adventure, Western

How Bill Hit the Trail

XXII. How the Swan Creek Church was Opened

XXIII. The Pilot’s Last Port


THE SKY PILOT

CHAPTER I

THE FOOTHILLS COUNTRY

Beyond the great prairies and in the shadow of the Rockies lie the Foothills. For nine hundred miles the prairies spread themselves out in vast level reaches, and then begin to climb over softly rounded mounds that ever grow higher and sharper till, here and there, they break into jagged points and at last rest upon the great bases of the mighty mountains. These rounded hills that join the prairies to the mountains form the Foothill Country. They extend for about a hundred miles only, but no other hundred miles of the great West are so full of interest and romance. The natural features of the country combine the beauties of prairie and of mountain scenery. There are valleys so wide that the farther side melts into the horizon, and uplands so vast as to suggest the un

Wide Courses by James Brendan Connolly

A series of rousing tales of adventure both on land and sea–but chiefly the latter–their scenes, ranging from among the ice of the arctic circle to the shimmering sands and blazing waters of the tropics. Mr. Connolly puts into his style the very feel fo teh sun and wind and sea-spray.

Author: James Brendan Connolly
Published: 1912
Language: English
Wordcount: 74,563 / 209 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 74.6
LoC Category: PS

Downloads: 643
Added to site: 2004.11.16
mnybks.net#: 9448
Origin: gutenberg.org

Genres: Short Story Collection, Nautical, Adventure

dy’s benefit. He was particularly strong on folk-lore, and could dig up a few fat volumes any time on the folk-lore of any nation we had ever heard of. He liked to lie flat on the coffer-dam to read, with a row of tin letter-files under his head for a rest, the electric bulb and its shade so adjusted as to throw all the light on the page of his book. He had done a lot of reading and writing in his time, and his eyes were getting a little watery. If he had had his way he would have been an author. In the hours of many a night-watch he had tried his hand at little sketches; but somehow or other he could not catch on, he said. Perhaps if he had tried to write as he talked, tell the things just as they popped into his mind, he would have been luckier; but that wasn’t literature, he said, and so most of his written things read like one of Daniel Webster’s speeches. We could listen to him talking all night long; but when he brought out one of his manuscripts, it was good-night and hammocks for all hands.

Taps ha

The Widow O’Callaghan’s Boys by Gulielma Zollinger

Author: Gulielma Zollinger
Published: 1904
Language: English
Wordcount: 46,192 / 132 pg
Flesch-Kincaid Reading Ease: 86
LoC Category: PN

Downloads: 699
mnybks.net#: 7752
Genres: Fiction and Literature, Adventure

every one carried something, even the children, who stumbled by reason of their very importance.

The widow looked out and saw the full hands, and her heart sank. Was she to be provided for by charity? She looked with her keen eyes into the crowd of faces, and her heart went up into her throat. It was not charity, but neighborliness and good will she read there.

“I’d be wan of ’em, if somebody else was me, may the Lord bless ’em,” she said as she opened wide the door.

In they trooped, and, for a moment, everybody seemed to be talking at once.

[Illustration: “For every one carried something.”]

It sometimes needs a great deal of talk to make a kind deed seem like nothing at all. Sometimes even a great deal of talk fails to do so. It failed to-day.

Tears were running unheeded down the widow’s face. Not even her boys knew how everything was gone, and she left with no money to buy more. And everybody tried not to see the tears and everybody talked faster than ever. Then the first church bell rang