The Border Boys in the Canadian Rockies

Canadian Rockies. Readers of former volumes of this series will at once recall the eccentric professor and his young companion Ralph. Harry Ware and Percy Simmons, however, we have not met before. J

tlantic, had, with his characteristic love of adventure, chosen the former without hesitation. His mother grieved rather over this, but his father approved. "King-pin Stetson," as Wall Street knew the dignified railroad magnate, approved of boys roughing it. He had seen how much good Ralph's western experiences had done the boy. His shoulder

ing many perils and adventures on both sides of the frontier. In the second volume, called "The Border Boys Across the Frontier," the boys discovered the Haunted Mesa, and stumbled by the merest accident upon a subterranean river. The finding of this latter plunged them into a series

ll and gave each lad an independent bank account of no mean dimension. The following book, which was entitled "The Border Boys with the Texas Rangers," found the three lads sharing the perils and hardships of the body that has done so much to keep law and order in a much vexed region. Brave, r

arbor and Newport, Professor Wintergreen had, on their parents' request, decided to allow them to come along. The professor's interests in the Canadian Rockies were purely scientific. His duty was to collect specimens of minerals, and also of animal l

ating Jimmie's story to the

be from your description, Ralph, we might manage to use him. A b

ach[21] with awe, while the boys stood in a chattering group about the pile of baggage.

he ponies?" spoke up Ralph, while the Pro

the cliff back of the station for a few yards, and was then lost around a scr

ment, "there ought to be trout in that stream be

ies show up. Look out you don't fall in, though. Those rocks lo

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ut, clambering down the rocky path leading to the brink of

ulder. The man of science, childlike in some things and absorbed in stu

ched, "and he'll do. He's been officially engaged as gener

alph, "and so now your troubles

he waif fille

he said, addressing all of them, "but

make out why you won't tell us what brought you to such an o

ould, boss," spoke Jimmie; "but-but

ce more his wistful eyes

rks over yonder?"

ard the giant ranges in the distance whose crests glimmered wit

mmie, his eyes still rivet

penetrate as fa

I hoped you wa

ering question[24] about what he, the New York waif, expected to find

ng grasshoppe

ed look coming over his countenance. Well did he k

erious predicament!" cried the Pro

f the platform and the rocky path lead

station agent, rushing out of the depot. "The falls are