“Hold on there a minute! Don’t you think you’re being unnecessarily rough with that boy?” “Naw, I don’t. And if I am, it ain’t none of your business that I can see.” “Perhaps I mean to make it so.” “Aw...

“Steady, Ralph, old fellow, the Galoups are right ahead.” “All right,” responded Ralph Stetson from his position at the steering wheel of the swift motor boat the River Swallow, “I saw them ten minutes...

“Yip! Yip! Y–e–e–e–e–ow!” “Gracious! What’s coming, a band of circus Indians?” “Not knowing, can’t say; but there is evidently something to the fore in the strenuous line.” “Well, I should say so. Hark,...