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id: 22667
title: Joan of Arc of the North Woods
author: Day, Holman
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  "Yes, it looks like it," agreed young Latisan; he did not bang the door what might be going to happen; it was treating a right-hand man like a bold young man patterning after the Flagg methods in dealings with men. Flagg shifted his hand from Ward''s arm to the young man''s shoulder and Latisan went into the tavern after Flagg had marched away to the big Latisan smoked and reflected on the nature of Echford Flagg as Brophy old John Latisan''s grandson was a chief who had the real and the right sound when Brophy and Latisan and the other men came bearing Flagg into From behind his curtain in the morning he saw Latisan drive the Flagg In the silence Miss Kennard asked, "How do you spell Latisan, Mr. Craig?" "It was your offer to be my right hand, young Latisan--and I''m drive


id: 9968
title: The Young Woodsman; Or, Life in the Forests of Canada
author: Oxley, J. Macdonald (James Macdonald)
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  Frank had some inkling of his mother''s feelings, but, boy like, thought Frank''s got his heart so set upon going into the woods, I don''t know as this way:--Let Frank come to the woods with me this winter. "You stay by me, Frank," said the foreman, "and if your young legs happen promising-looking lot of men; indeed, Johnston took very good care to Beginning with Johnston and Baptiste, Frank was rapidly making friends just passed, Frank followed the foreman into his little sanctum, the "You''re very kind, Mr. Johnston," said Frank, his eyes glistening "I''m right sure you will, Frank," replied Johnston. "I can''t promise you much in the way of game, Frank," said Johnston, as "I''m quite sure, Mr. Johnston," said Frank. Johnston, on his part, looked upon Frank as having been in God''s hands "You went away a boy, and you''ve come back almost a man, Frank," she


id: 34775
title: The Boss of Wind River
author: Chisholm, A. M. (Arthur Murray)
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  "I''m going to run the business," said Joe. Whereupon old Bob Wright and young Joe Kent shook hands with mutual Joe did not know what to think of it, and said so. "I''m a business man now," said Joe. "Hang it," said young Kent to himself, "I don''t know whether I''ve got discovered Edith Garwood and Joe Kent seated prosaically upon a huge log "Good old ring," said Joe, producing it from his pocket. "In other words, you don''t think I can run the business?" said Joe. Hagel raised a protesting hand. "I''d rather not, thanks," said Joe, looking at the hand. "MacNutt is in camp," said Joe. "Your men say they won''t work," said Joe. "Of course I can," said Joe, "and then, Jack, I think we''d better get "Boys," said Joe, "who cut that boom?" "It''s a good proposition for me, Mr. Crooks," said Joe.


id: 50091
title: Silas Strong, Emperor of the Woods
author: Bacheller, Irving
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  The girl was baptized Susan Bradbury Gordon, but was called Sue. Their Uncle Silas Strong came to the funeral of their mother. Sue ran to tell Aunt Marie, the housekeeper, and Socky sat in his little he struck the bear," said Socky, remembering how strong men often The children began to dress while Strong went half-way up the ladder and Soon Socky and Sue sat in the little wagon on their way to Catamount "Well, captain," said the young man, as he turned to Strong, "if you''ll "Do you love Uncle Silas?" It was the question of little Sue. Socky answered, promptly, "Yes; do you?" trail, followed by Roc. A little distance away she turned, looking back at the young man. "N-now, t-try," said Silas Strong, as he gave her a little package. "There," said Socky, "that looks a little better." Strong looked into the face of the young man.


id: 41712
title: Connie Morgan in the Lumber Camps
author: Hendryx, James B. (James Beardsley)
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  Jest because a man''s got one good thing a-goin'', ain''t ain''t got the capital to log it, an'' he won''t sell to the Syndicate. "Why, haven''t you got your crew?" Connie glanced at the men who lay "Wish''t you''d slip over to the men''s camp an'' tell Saginaw I want to see Hurley, as Connie put on his cap and proceeded to the men''s camp, a long whoever bosses Number Two Camp--Slue Foot Magee, if I can git holt of Saginaw laughed: "Oh, yer goin'' out an'' git a deer--jest like rollin'' "I wish''t Hurley was here," said Saginaw Ed, as he and Connie returned "Fieldin''s logs was delivered on time an'' the old man handed Hurley a "I''ve know''d Hurley, man an'' boy, an'' they never was a Slue Foot turned to Connie: "An'' now, if ye hain''t got nawthin'' better "He''s all right, an'' the men like him--but he ain''t got the head the


id: 46586
title: Alice Wilde: The Raftsman''s Daughter. A Forest Romance
author: Victor, Metta Victoria Fuller
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  as expects to marry Miss Alice?" his voice trembled, and he looked at "Come and look at my beautiful presents, Pallas," cried her young Alice looked up into the rough sun-burnt face of her father with a ''Pears to me dat young gentleum looks like missus'' family. The day after her father''s return, Alice Wilde sat down to try her new "You ain''t a little girl any longer, Alice Wilde, and I guess yer man shall never marry you, Alice Wilde." away, too, you know, and I shall have no one but good old Pallas." One day, about the time of his expected return, Ben had gone for Alice, Miss Alice, it looked like de judgment-day, when we sailed down mind; but when Alice looked at her anxiously she turned her eyes away, "What does that childish, ignorant young thing know of love, Philip? retired for the night, David Wilde, Alice, Philip, and Virginia sat up,


