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 … Read the rest
Category: The Free Rangers
The Free Rangers – Chapter XVI. In Prison
Their fortress prison was built of brick, but it was not a particularly somber place. They were all put in one large room which had two windows barred with iron; but plenty of air came in at the windows, and … Read the rest
The Free Rangers – Chapter XV. Before Bernardo Galvez
It took only a few minutes to reach the banks of the stream, and they saw at once that an event was occurring. New Orleans could rejoice, if she choose, in honor of an important arrival. A fleet of a … Read the rest
The Free Rangers – Chapter XIV. New Orleans
They sailed and rowed steadily on for several days. Once or twice they saw canoes or boats containing white men, who regarded them curiously, but none approached. They inferred that they were now very near New Orleans, and all the … Read the rest
The Free Rangers – Chapter XIII. The White Stallion
Shif’less Sol led the way through the forest and four ghostly figures followed in single file. They made no noise as they passed among the cypresses and magnolias, and oaks of the drooping foliage. No one spoke, but the leader … Read the rest
The Free Rangers – Chapter XII. The Shadow in the Forest
Luiz and his comrades escorted Henry back to the prison, and the expressive face of Luiz showed pleasure. He made a vigorous pantomime and spoke words in Spanish.
“Yes, I understand your meaning if not your language, my friend,” said … Read the rest
The Free Rangers – Chapter XI. The Spaniard’s Offer
The afternoon passed without incident in the log prison save another and very welcome visit from Luiz, who brought water and some cloth bandages to be used on Paul’s shoulder. Henry and Long Jim, familiar with hurts, dressed it carefully … Read the rest
The Free Rangers – Chapter X. A Barbaric Ordeal
When Paul awoke the next morning just after daylight, he did not feel very good. Accustomed all his life to fresh air and infinite spaces, the close, hot little log house oppressed him. His head felt heavy and his lungs … Read the rest
The Free Rangers – Chapter IX. Paul and the Spaniard
Francisco Alvarez never suffered from the vice of humility. While he was planning to make himself Governor General of Louisiana he thought also that the selection was a most admirable one. Nor would he have condescended now to cross a … Read the rest
The Free Rangers – Chapter VIII. The Chateau of Beaulieu
They noticed one day a high bluff shooting up on the eastern bank and running along for some distance. It was clothed in dense green forest, and it was rather a welcome break in the monotony of the low shores.… Read the rest