ISBN: 9781153757881

Excerpt: ...troubles were not at an end. The dogs grew worse and worse, and were continually fighting among themselves. They did it so often that the party could only go a mile or two, be… Plus…

Excerpt: ...troubles were not at an end. The dogs grew worse and worse, and were continually fighting among themselves. They did it so often that the party could only go a mile or two, before Holfax would have to stop, and run back to separate some of the savage animals, that seemed to become more and more like wolves the farther north they went. At last the Indian solved the problem by changing all the dogs about. With new team-mates, the animals seemed to get along better. One afternoon, just as they were about to go into camp, Johnson, who was riding on the sled containing most of the provisions, got off, intending to unharness his dogs, and tie them. No sooner was he off the sled than the beasts ran away with it. Stop them! Catch them! cried Mr. Baxter. If they run away with that load we''ll starve. Johnson needed no urging, but, as he had not put on his snowshoes, which were on the back of the sled, he plunged up to his thighs into a deep drift, and could make only slow progress, while the broad-runner sled skimmed over the frozen snow at top speed, pulled by the wild dogs. It looked serious for a few moments, but Holfax leaped on his sled, and with a word to his trained beasts, sent them after the runaways, rounding them up before they had gone more than a mile. We''re getting to the end of this wilderness, 104 remarked Mr. Baxter, when the dogs had been driven back, and camp was in process of making. By to-morrow night we ought to be through it. Then where will we be? asked Fred. At the edge of a big plateau, according to Holfax. That plain leads to the second range of mountains, in which is located the waterfall, near the cave of which the gold is supposed to be buried. I hope we find it, remarked Fred. So do I, added Mr. Baxter. If we don''t we''ll have had a lot of trouble and expense for nothing. Fred felt the responsibility that rested on him, but he knew he was taking the same chances as the others, though he was not risking as much... Frank V. Webster, Books, Fiction and Literature, The Young Treasure Hunter Books>Fiction and Literature The book has no illustrations or index. Purchasers are entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Subjects: Treasure-trove; Alaska; Gold mines and mining; History / United States / State<

ISBN: 9781153757881

Excerpt: ...troubles were not at an end. The dogs grew worse and worse, and were continually fighting among themselves. They did it so often that the party could only go a mile or two, be… Plus…

Excerpt: ...troubles were not at an end. The dogs grew worse and worse, and were continually fighting among themselves. They did it so often that the party could only go a mile or two, before Holfax would have to stop, and run back to separate some of the savage animals, that seemed to become more and more like wolves the farther north they went. At last the Indian solved the problem by changing all the dogs about. With new team-mates, the animals seemed to get along better. One afternoon, just as they were about to go into camp, Johnson, who was riding on the sled containing most of the provisions, got off, intending to unharness his dogs, and tie them. No sooner was he off the sled than the beasts ran away with it. Stop them! Catch them! cried Mr. Baxter. If they run away with that load we''ll starve. Johnson needed no urging, but, as he had not put on his snowshoes, which were on the back of the sled, he plunged up to his thighs into a deep drift, and could make only slow progress, while the broad-runner sled skimmed over the frozen snow at top speed, pulled by the wild dogs. It looked serious for a few moments, but Holfax leaped on his sled, and with a word to his trained beasts, sent them after the runaways, rounding them up before they had gone more than a mile. We''re getting to the end of this wilderness, 104 remarked Mr. Baxter, when the dogs had been driven back, and camp was in process of making. By to-morrow night we ought to be through it. Then where will we be? asked Fred. At the edge of a big plateau, according to Holfax. That plain leads to the second range of mountains, in which is located the waterfall, near the cave of which the gold is supposed to be buried. I hope we find it, remarked Fred. So do I, added Mr. Baxter. If we don''t we''ll have had a lot of trouble and expense for nothing. Fred felt the responsibility that rested on him, but he knew he was taking the same chances as the others, though he was not risking as much... Frank V. Webster, Books, Fiction and Literature, The Young Treasure Hunter Books>Fiction and Literature, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 9781153757881

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