Charles King: 144 books

Riding at ease in the lazy afternoon sunshine a single troop of cavalry was threading its way in long column of twos through the bold and beautiful foothills of the Big Horn. Behind them, glinting in the slanting rays, Cloud Peak, snow clad still although it was late in May, towered above the pine-crested...

Vivid description of life at a western army post. Includes love-making and Indian fighting.

Excerpt ry about Blake. He pricked up his ears at once. Teniente Blake! Thirty miles east on the Maricopa road! Why, how was this? Some one had told him Blake had been to the Colorado and was coming back by this very stage. How did Blake get to the east of Sancho's ranch, after having once...

Excerpt e at hand, only a stone's-throw from the picturesque old farmhouse, and the animated talk among the groups of bathers has that peculiarly blasphemous flavor which seems inseparable from the average teamster. That the camp is under military tutelage is apparent from the fact that a tall...

The stage coach was invisible in a cloud of its own dust as it lurched and rolled along the alkali flats down the valley, and Sancho, the ranch-keeper, could not make out whether any passengers were on top or not. He had brought a fine binocular to bear just as soon as the shrill voice of Pedro, a...

"A sequel to The Colonel's Daughter."

"Life is full of ups and downs," mused the colonel, as he laid on the littered desk before him an official communication just received from Department Head-Quarters, "especially army life,--and more especially army life in Texas." "Now, what are you philosophizing...

She had met him the previous summer on the Rhine, and now if they aren't engaged they might as well be, said her friends, for he is her shadow wherever she goes. There was something characteristically inaccurate about that statement, for Miss Allison was rather undersized in one way and oversized in...

We were crouching round the bivouac fire, for the night was chill, and we were yet high up along the summit of the great range. We had been scouting through the mountains for ten days, steadily working southward, and, though far from our own station, our supplies were abundant, and it was our leader's...

Excerpt forward to grasp the captain's saddle, when a low exclamation was heard from that officer himself and, peering at him through the trees, the Mexican could see that he was eagerly pointing westward and calling Pike to his side. Instinctively Manuelito glanced over his shoulder and saw...

An army story with its scenes laid on the Western coast. Robert Lanier, the hero, is a gallant young officer who gets into no end of trouble by being accused of a misdemeanor of which he is eventually found innocent.