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Comrades of the Saddle; Or, The Young Rough Riders of the Plains by Frank V. Webster
Chapter 1 AN EXCITING ESCAPE
Twilight was settling on the land. The forms of trees and houses loomed big and black, their sharp outlines suggesting fanciful forms to the minds of two boys hurrying along the road which like a ribbon wound In and out among the low hills surrounding the town of Bramley, in south-western Ohio.
As the darkness increased lights began to twinkle from the windows of the distant farmhouses.
"We're later than usual, Tom," said the larger of the two boys. "I hope we'll get home before father does."
"Then let's hurry. The last time we kept supper waiting he said we'd have to give up playing ball after school if we couldn't get home before meal time."
"And that means that we won't make the team and will only get a chance to substitute," returned the first speaker.
As though such a misfortune were too great to be borne, the two young ball players broke into a dog trot.
The boys were brothers, Tom and Larry Alden. Larry, the larger, was sixteen and Tom was a year younger. Both were healthy and strong and would have been thought older, so large were they.
The only children of Theodore Alden, a wealthy farmer who lived about three miles from Bramley, unlike many brothers, they were chums. They were prime favorites, and their popularity, together with their natural ability and cool-headedness at critical moments, made them leaders in all sports.
As it grew darker and darker, the brothers quickened their pace. Talking was out of the question, so fast were they going. But as they rounded a turn in the road, which enabled them to see the lights in their home, a quarter of a mile away, Larry gasped:
"There's no light in the dining-room yet. Father hasn't gotten home!"
"Come on then for a final spurt," returned Tom.
Willingly Larry responded, and the boys dashed forward as though they were just starting out instead of ending a two-mile run.
On the right-hand side of the road a fringe of bushes hedged a swamp.
The patter of the boys' feet on the hard clay road was the only sound that broke the stillness.
Their goal, with the bright lights shining from the windows, was only about three hundred yards away when suddenly from the direction of the swamp sounded a sullen snarl.
"Did you hear anything?" asked Larry.
"I thought so."
As though to settle all doubt, the growl rang out again. This time it was nearer and sounded more ominous.
For a moment the boys looked at each other, then, as with one accord, turned their heads and looked in the direction whence the startling noise had come.
Just as they did so there came another howl, and an instant later a big black form, for all the world like a large dog, leaped from the bushes into the road.
"Quick, quick!" cried Larry, seizing his brother's arm and pulling him along, for Tom had slackened his speed, as though fascinated by the sight of the strange animal. "It must be that wolf father read about, the one that got away when the circus train was passing through Husted."
And, Larry was right. The animal was indeed a wolf that had escaped from its cage through the door, the fastener on which had been jarred out of place by the motion of the train, and had leaped to liberty.
The circus people had reported the loss as soon as it had been discovered and it had been duly announced in the papers.
Mr. Alden had read about it, but all had laughed at the thought of a wolf in placid Ohio and dismissed the story as a circus man's joke.
Rejoicing in its freedom, the beast had wandered about till it struck the swamp and now the air brought to its keen nose the scent of the boys passing. Ravenously hungry, the wolf hastened toward the lads.
As it bounded into the road the glare from the lights of the farmhouse momentarily blinded it and it stood blinking.
But only for an instant. Instinctively realizing that it must catch them before they reached the lights, the wolf uttered a savage snarl and bounded forward.
Larry's words to his brother had roused the boy, and together they were racing toward the welcome lights of their home.
But the wolf with its leaps covered three yards to their one, and as the older of the boys looked over his shoulder he saw that the beast was gaining on them.
Fifty yards ahead was the house and thirty yards behind them was the wolf.
Well did the boys know they could not win the race. But they did not lose their heads.
"Father! Harry!" yelled Larry. "Joe! The wolf! the wolf! Get the rifle!"
"The wolf! the wolf!" added Tom. "Shoot the wolf!"
The yells, breaking the stillness of the night, startled Mrs. Alden and the hired men, who were awaiting the coming of Mr. Alden and the boys.
Unable to distinguish the words, the hired men rushed to the door and threw it open. Peering along the path of the light, they saw the forms of the boys.
"Quick! The rifle! The wolf's after us!" shouted Tom.
Fortunately Mr. Alden always kept a loaded rifle on a rack on the kitchen wall with which to shoot foxes that attempted to raid his hen-roost.
Hastily the hired man named Joe sprang for the weapon, seized it and dashed from the door, shouting:
"Where is it? Where is it?"
Before the boys could answer, however, his keen eyes espied the black form.
Joe had often amused himself shooting at a target with Larry and Tom and was able to make four bull's-eyes out of five, but never before had the opportunity to aim at a live mark come to him, and as he raised the rifle his hands trembled.
"Shoot! shoot!" yelled Larry. "No matter if you don't hit it, shoot!"
Bang! went the gun, and as the report of the firearm died away the wolf was seen to stagger and fall. Soon the beast arose again, but by that time the hired man was ready for another shot. This finished the beast, and with a yelp it rolled over and breathed its last.
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Chapter 1 AN EXCITING ESCAPE
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Chapter 2 MR. ALDEN BRINGS NEWS
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Chapter 3 WORD FROM THE WEST
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Chapter 4 GUS MEGGET
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Chapter 5 THE HALF-MOON RANCH
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Chapter 6 IN THE SADDLE
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Chapter 7 A RACE IN THE MOONLIGHT
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Chapter 8 HORACE IN DANGER
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Chapter 9 THE MESSAGE FROM CROSS-EYED PETE
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Chapter 10 THE RETURN TO THE RANCH
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Chapter 11 PREPARATIONS FOR PURSUIT
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Chapter 12 WHAT NAILS LEARNED
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Chapter 13 OUT ON THE PLAINS
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Chapter 14 ANOTHER DISCOVERY
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Chapter 15 THE CONTESTED TRAIL
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Chapter 16 WHAT JEFFREYS KNEW
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Chapter 17 LOST!
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Chapter 18 A MYSTERIOUS CALL
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Chapter 19 A TERRIBLE PLOT
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Chapter 20 THE PRAIRIE FIRE
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Chapter 21 A RIDE FOR LIFE
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Chapter 22 LAWRENCE'S PLAN
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Chapter 23 IN THE MOUNTAINS
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Chapter 24 CAPTURING THE CATTLE THIEVES
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Chapter 25 HOMEWARD
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