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The Free Rangers
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CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
I. THE CALL 1
II. A FOREST ENVOY 17
III. AN INVISIBLE CHASE 39
IV. TAKING A "GALLEON" 54
V. ON THE GREAT RIVER 74
VI. BATTLE AND STORM 96
VII. THE LONE VOYAGER 115
VIII. THE CHATEAU OF BEAULIEU 133
IX. PAUL AND THE SPANIARD 153
X. A BARBARIC ORDEAL 171
XI. THE SPANIARD'S OFFER 181
XII. THE SHADOW IN THE FOREST 196
XIII. THE WHITE STALLION 214
XIV. NEW ORLEANS 230
XV. BEFORE BERNARDO GALVEZ 251
XVI. IN PRISON 271
XVII. THE FLAW IN THE ARMOR 285
XVIII. NORTHWARD WITH THE FLEET 302
XIX. THE BATTLE OF THE BANK 322
XX. THE BATTLE OF THE BAYOU 334
XXI. THE DEFENSE OF THE FIVE 349
XXII. THE CHOSEN TASK 361
THE FREE RANGERS
CHAPTER I
THE CALL
The wilderness rolled away to north and to south, and also it rolled away
to east and to west, an unbroken sweep of dark, glossy green. Straight up
stood the mighty trunks, but the leaves rippled and sang low when a gentle
south wind breathed upon them. It was the forest as God made it, the
magnificent valley of North America, upon whose edges the white man had
just begun to nibble.
A young man, stepping lightly, came into a little glade. He was white, but
he brought with him no alien air. He was in full harmony with the primeval
woods, a part of them, one in whose ears the soft song of the leaves was a
familiar and loved tune. He was lean, but tall, and he walked with a
wonderful swinging gait that betokened a frame wrought to the strength of
steel by exercise, wind, weather, and life always in the open. Though his
face was browned by sun and storm his hair was yellow and his eyes blue.
He was dressed wholly in deerskin and he carried over his shoulder the
long slender rifle of the border. At his belt swung hatchet and knife.
There was a touch to the young man that separated him from the ordinary
woods rover. He held himself erect with a certain pride of manner. The
stock of his rifle, an unusually fine piece, was carved in an ornate and
beautiful way. The deerskin of his attire had been tanned with uncommon
care, and his moccasins were sewn thickly with little beads of yellow and
blue and red and green. Every piece of clothing was scrupulously clean,
and his arms were polished and bright.
CHAPTER PAGE
I. THE CALL 1
II. A FOREST ENVOY 17
III. AN INVISIBLE CHASE 39
IV. TAKING A "GALLEON" 54
V. ON THE GREAT RIVER 74
VI. BATTLE AND STORM 96
VII. THE LONE VOYAGER 115
VIII. THE CHATEAU OF BEAULIEU 133
IX. PAUL AND THE SPANIARD 153
X. A BARBARIC ORDEAL 171
XI. THE SPANIARD'S OFFER 181
XII. THE SHADOW IN THE FOREST 196
XIII. THE WHITE STALLION 214
XIV. NEW ORLEANS 230
XV. BEFORE BERNARDO GALVEZ 251
XVI. IN PRISON 271
XVII. THE FLAW IN THE ARMOR 285
XVIII. NORTHWARD WITH THE FLEET 302
XIX. THE BATTLE OF THE BANK 322
XX. THE BATTLE OF THE BAYOU 334
XXI. THE DEFENSE OF THE FIVE 349
XXII. THE CHOSEN TASK 361
THE FREE RANGERS
CHAPTER I
THE CALL
The wilderness rolled away to north and to south, and also it rolled away
to east and to west, an unbroken sweep of dark, glossy green. Straight up
stood the mighty trunks, but the leaves rippled and sang low when a gentle
south wind breathed upon them. It was the forest as God made it, the
magnificent valley of North America, upon whose edges the white man had
just begun to nibble.
A young man, stepping lightly, came into a little glade. He was white, but
he brought with him no alien air. He was in full harmony with the primeval
woods, a part of them, one in whose ears the soft song of the leaves was a
familiar and loved tune. He was lean, but tall, and he walked with a
wonderful swinging gait that betokened a frame wrought to the strength of
steel by exercise, wind, weather, and life always in the open. Though his
face was browned by sun and storm his hair was yellow and his eyes blue.
He was dressed wholly in deerskin and he carried over his shoulder the
long slender rifle of the border. At his belt swung hatchet and knife.
There was a touch to the young man that separated him from the ordinary
woods rover. He held himself erect with a certain pride of manner. The
stock of his rifle, an unusually fine piece, was carved in an ornate and
beautiful way. The deerskin of his attire had been tanned with uncommon
care, and his moccasins were sewn thickly with little beads of yellow and
blue and red and green. Every piece of clothing was scrupulously clean,
and his arms were polished and bright.
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