The Golden Canyon
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Henty George Alfred. The Golden Canyon
Publishers' Introduction
The Golden Canyon
Chapter I.—A Run Ashore
Chapter II.—Dick's Escape
Chapter III.—The Gold-Seekers
Chapter IV.—More Plans
Chapter V.—The Search For The Canyon
Chapter VI.—The Map Again
Chapter VII.—The Scarcity Of Water
Chapter VIII.—The Golden Valley
Chapter IX.—The Tree On The Peak
Chapter X.—Watched
Chapter XI.—Hard At Work
Chapter XII.—Retreat
Chapter XIII.—The Redskin
Chapter XIV.—In The Ravine
Chapter XV.—Rifle-Shots
Chapter XVI.—On The Return
Chapter XVII.—Conclusion
The Stone Chest; or, The Secret Of Cedar Island
Chapter I.—A Mystery Of The Storm
Chapter II.—Off For Zaruth
Chapter III.—Among The Icebergs
Chapter IV.—The Escape From The Icebergs
Chapter V.—The Arctic Island
Chapter VI.—The Madman
Chapter VII.—A Fearful Fall
Chapter VIII.—A Remarkable Story
Chapter IX.—The Volcano Of Ice
Chapter X.—The Escape Of The "Dart."
Chapter XI.—Among A Strange Foe
Chapter XII.—Bob's Discovery
Chapter XIII.—The Big Polar Bear
Chapter XIV.—The Finding Of The Stone Chest
Chapter XV.—Bob Rescues His Father—Conclusion
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In the month of August, 1856, the bark Northampton was lying in the harbor of San Diego. In spite of the awning spread over her deck the heat was almost unbearable. Not a breath of wind was stirring in the land-locked harbor, and the bare and arid country round the town afforded no relief to the eye. The town itself looked mean and poverty-stricken, for it was of comparatively modern growth, and contained but a few buildings of importance. Long low warehouses fringed the shore, for here came for shipping vast quantities of hides; as San Diego, which is situated within a few miles of the frontier between the United States and Mexico, is the sole sheltered port available for shipping between San Francisco and the mouth of the Gulf of California. Two or three other ships which were, like the Northampton, engaged in shipping hides, lay near her. A sickening odor rose from the half-cured skins as they were swung up from boats alongside and lowered into the hold, and in spite of the sharp orders of the mates, the crew worked slowly and listlessly.
"This is awful, Tom," a lad of about sixteen, in the uniform of a midshipman, said to another of about the same age as, after the last boat had left the ship's sides, they leaned against the bulwarks; "what with the heat, and what with the stench, and what with the captain and the first mate, life is not worth living. However, only another two or three days and we shall be full up, and once off we shall get rid of a good deal of the heat and most of the smell."
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"We aint agoing till you are strong enough to get about," Dave said; "so it is no use saying any more about that. Then, if you want to do some mining, we will put you in the way of it; but we are going on a long expedition, which may last months, and from which, as like as not, we shall never come back again. However, we can easy enough take you with us for a bit and drop you at one of the mining camps, and stop there with you till you get accustomed to it, or work for a few months with you if you like. Time is not of much consequence to us."
"That won't be a job for young hands," Dave said. "It will be a mighty long journey over a terrible rough country, where one's life will be always in one's hands, where one's eyes will always be on the lookout for an enemy, and one will know that any moment, night or day, one may hear the war yell of the Indians. We are going into the heart of Arizona, to places where not half-a-dozen white men, even counting Mexicans as white men, have ever set foot; at least, where not half-a-dozen have ever come back alive from, though maybe there are hundreds who have tried."
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