The Pony Rider Boys in Montana; Or, The Mystery of the Old Custer Trail

Brown yawned loudly

half rousing him

he deep bass voice o

f to a sitting posture. "You've done nothing but stretch your mouth in y

," said

, putting down by supreme force of

the-the mountain air. Ya

ghed off amo

disturbance, young ge

fes

bronchos yawning," Ne

," observed

d w

h's open now. You're going t

s. Ned Rector's face was set determinedly, a vacant

nnounced Walter solemnly

lse of the moment, Ned's mouth slowly opened to its ex

h-hum!" h

" Walter's words died away

lf at the fat boy. Stacy, however, observing the move, had

on getting away. He could not spare the time to get up and run, so

" shouted Walte

ks of the East Fork, of what was known as Fennell's Creek, a broad, deep stream which, joining its companion fork some ten miles further down, flowed into the clear waters of the Yellowst

good-naturedly, save Ned Rector. By this time he had grown very much excited. No sooner would he pounce upon the spot where S

for you when I do

a limb, and, plunging headlong,

he camp was with

t," shout

s the only way you ever w

companions, shivering in their pa

ar high rolle

gh roller," a

leep. I don't mind you young gentlemen enjoying yourselves, but midnight is ra

they failed entirely to catch the meaning of his words, so abso

ged Walter, jumping up a

he could never do it," mocked Tad. "I'll be

had scrambled to their feet and were moving about

get up at once!" command

wailed th

ssor firmly, striding toward the spot w

ad, as the thought of what was bel

'm rolling in,

n the bank! Grab hi

not fully grasping th

im? Right in front of you. He'

owing rapidly along just below him. The banks at that point were high and precipitous, the water almost ic

rpendicular bluff, Stacy yelled lustily for help. From the soft, sandy soil the we

ers. In the darkness the lad might slip into one of the tre

ad sprang to the top of the bluff, swinging t

he figure of his companion

e rope over you," shouted Tad, at t

feeling it slap him smartly on the cheek, brushed the rope aside

observing that he had

tacy Brown plunged into

ard him strike

d, without an instant's hesitation, leaped over the

second splash. It was more clean cut than had been Stacy's dive, and

that somehow he had thoughtlessly pl

is it?" he

red Walter sharply, moving forward as if to follow

Professor. "You'll all drow

the others, had sprung up and rushed for the ca

pink pajamas, dashing madly about the camp, would have excited the lads to u

demanded Professor Zepplin, peeri

no reply to the boy's hail. "Thaddeus!

milk Falls, because of the churning the water received in its lively drop, and more than one mountaineer had been swept over them to his death in times of high water. Between the camp and

you think--" s

ed the Professor shortly. "Run for i

only to release Bad-eye. Without waiting to saddle him, Ned threw himself upon the sur

veered to avoid stepping into the camp-fire

he finally succeeded in righting himself, all the while kick

fire. Ned was obliged to make a wide detour instead of taking a short cut across the bend made by the river. There were rocks

rofessor. "I'm afraid both of th

alf sob, as they ran regardless of the fact that sharp sti