In the Heart of the Rockies: A Story of Adventure in Colorado, G. A. Henty [best e book reader android TXT] 📗
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IN THE HEART OF THE ROCKIES A Story Of Adventure In Colorado
CONTENTS
PREFACE
CHAPTER I — TOM'S CHOICE
CHAPTER II — FINDING FRIENDS
CHAPTER III — ON THE PLAINS
CHAPTER IV — LEAPING HORSE
CHAPTER V — IN DANGER
CHAPTER VI — UNITED
CHAPTER VII — CHASED
CHAPTER VIII — IN SAFETY
CHAPTER IX — A BAD TIME
CHAPTER X — AN AVALANCHE
CHAPTER XI — WINTER
CHAPTER XII — THE SNOW FORT
CHAPTER XIII — A FRESH START
CHAPTER XIV — AN INDIAN ATTACK
CHAPTER XV — THE COLORADO
CHAPTER XVI — AFLOAT IN CANOES
CHAPTER XVII — THE GRAND CA�ON
CHAPTER XVIII — BACK TO DENVER
CHAPTER XIX — A FORTUNE
PREFACE MY DEAR LADS,
Until comparatively lately that portion of the United States in which I have laid this story was wholly unexplored. The marvellous ca�ons of the Colorado River extend through a country absolutely bare and waterless, and save the tales told by a few hunters or gold-seekers who, pressed by Indians, made the descent of some of them, but little was known regarding this region. It was not until 1869 that a thorough exploration of the ca�ons was made by a government expedition under the command of Major Powell. This expedition passed through the whole of the ca�ons, from those high up on the Green River to the point where the Colorado issues out on to the plains. Four years were occupied by the party in making a detailed survey of the course of the main river and its tributaries. These explorations took place some eight or nine years after the date of my story. The country in which the Big Wind River has its source, and the mountain chains contained in it, were almost unknown until, after the completion of the railway to California, the United States government was forced to send an expedition into it to punish the Indians for their raids upon settlers in the plains. For details of the geography and scenery I have relied upon the narrative of Mr. Baillie-Grohman, who paid several visits to the country in 1878 and the following years in quest of sport, and was the first white man to penetrate the recesses of the higher mountains. At that time the Indians had almost entirely deserted the country. For the details of the dangers and difficulties of the passage through the ca�ons I am indebted to the official report of Major Powell, published by the United States government.
Yours sincerely,
G. A. HENTY.
CHAPTER I — TOM'S CHOICE
"I can be of no use here, Carry. What am I good for? Why, I could not earn money enough to pay for my own food, even if we knew anyone who would help me to get a clerkship. I am too young for it yet. I would rather go before the mast than take a place in a shop. I am too young even to enlist. I know just about as much as other boys at school, and I certainly have no talent anyway, as far as I can see at present. I can sail a boat, and I won the swimming prize a month ago, and the sergeant who gives us lessons in single-stick and boxing says that he considers me his best pupil with the gloves, but all these things put together would not bring me in sixpence a week. I don't want to go away, and nothing would induce me to do so if I could be of the slightest use to you here. But can I be of any use? What is there for me to look forward to if I stay? I am sure that you would be always worrying over me if I did get some sort of situation that you would know father and mother would not have liked to see me in, and would seem to offer no chance for the future, whereas if I went out there it would not matter what I did, and anything I earned I could send home to you."
The speaker was a lad of sixteen. He and his sister, who was two years his senior, were both dressed in deep mourning, and were sitting on a bench near Southsea Castle looking across to Spithead, and the Isle of Wight stretching away behind. They had three days before followed their mother to the grave, and laid her beside their father, a lieutenant of the navy, who had died two years before. This was the first time they had left the house, where remained their four sisters—Janet, who came between Carry and Tom; Blanche, who was fourteen; Lucie, twelve; and Harriet, eight. Tom had proposed the walk.
"Come out for some fresh air, Carry," he had said. "You have been shut up for a month. Let us two go together;" and Carry had understood that he wanted a talk alone with her. There was need, indeed, that they should look the future in the face. Since Lieutenant Wade's death their means had been very straitened. Their mother had received a small pension as his widow, and on this, eked out by drafts reluctantly drawn upon the thousand pounds she had brought him on her marriage, which had been left untouched during his lifetime, they had lived since his death. Two hundred pounds had been drawn from their little capital, and the balance was all that now remained. It had long been arranged that Carry and Janet should go out as governesses as soon as they each reached the age of eighteen, but it was now clear that Carry must remain at home in charge of the young ones.
That morning the two girls had had a talk together, and had settled that, as Janet was too young
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