Two Boys in Wyoming

A TALE OF ADVENTURE

BY EDWARD S. ELLIS

AUTHOR OF "DEERFOOT SERIES," "LOG CABIN SERIES," ETC.

PHILADELPHIA
HENRY T. COATES & CO.
1898

Northwest Series, No. 3

"They had come a goodly distance since morning."

CONTENTS.

CHAPTER I. Jack and Fred
CHAPTER II. Riding Northward
CHAPTER III. On Guard
CHAPTER IV. Visitors of the Night
CHAPTER V. "Now for the Ranch"
CHAPTER VI. At the Ranch
CHAPTER VII. The First Game
CHAPTER VIII. Look Before You Leap
CHAPTER IX. Night in the Mountains
CHAPTER X. The Signal-Fires
CHAPTER XI. A King of the Forest
CHAPTER XII. The Tug of War
CHAPTER XIII. A Strange Occurrence
CHAPTER XIV. Missing
CHAPTER XV. Tozer
CHAPTER XVI. Watching and Watched
CHAPTER XVII. Into and Out of the Canyon
CHAPTER XVIII. The Quest of the Cowman
CHAPTER XIX. Into the Cavern
CHAPTER XX. A Climb for Liberty
CHAPTER XXI. How It All Ended

List of Illustrations

"They had come a goodly distance since morning."

"On the projecting ledge stood a noble buck."

"He was sweeping down upon them like a cyclone."

"He was looking in the direction of the break in the canyon."

TWO BOYS IN WYOMING.

CHAPTER I.

JACK AND FRED.

You should have seen those youths, for it gives me pleasure to say that two manlier, more plucky and upright boys it would be hard to find anywhere in this broad land of ours. I have set out to tell you about their remarkable adventures in the grandest section of the West, and, before doing so, it is necessary for you to know something concerning the lads themselves.

Jack Dudley was in his seventeenth year. His father was a prosperous merchant, who intended his only son for the legal profession. Jack was bright and studious, and a leader in his class at the Orphion Academy; and this leadership was not confined to his studies, for he was a fine athlete and an ardent lover of outdoor sports. If you witnessed the game between the eleven of the Orphion Academy and the Oakdale Football Club, which decided the championship by a single point in favor of the former, you were thrilled by the sight of the half-back, who, at a critical point in the contest, burst through the group which thronged about him, and, with a clear field in front, made a superb run of fifty yards, never pausing until he stooped behind the goal-posts and made a touchdown. Then, amid the cheers of the delighted thousands, he walked back on the field, and while one of the players lay down on the ground, with the spheroid delicately poised before his face, the same youth who made the touchdown smote the ball mightily with his sturdy right foot and sent it sailing between the goal-posts as accurately as an arrow launched from a bow.

That exploit, as I have said, won the championship for the Orphions, and the boy who did it was Jack Dudley. In the latter half of the game, almost precisely the same opening presented itself again for the great half-back, but he had no more than fairly started when he met an obstruction in his