Produced by Jim Ludwig
THE PONY RIDER BOYS IN THE GRAND CANYON
or
The Mystery of Bright Angel Gulch
byFrank Gee Patchin
CHAPTERS
I. Westward Ho!
II. A View of the Promised Land
III. Tenderfeet Show Their Skill
IV. A Night in the Crater
V. Tad Lend a Helping Hand
VI. A Sight that Thrilled
VII. On the Rim of Eternity
VIII. The City in the Skies
IX. Chunky Wants to go Home
X. Escape is Wholly Cut Off
XI. A Trying time
XII. Braving the Roaring Colorado
XIII. A Battle Mightily Waged
XIV. The Dogs Pick up a Trail
XV. The Mystery of the Rifle
XVI. A New Way to Hunt Lions
XVII. The Whirlwind Ball of Yellow
XVIII. The Unwilling Guest Departs
XIX. The Fat Boy Does a Ghost Dance
XX. In the Home of the Havasupais
XXI. Chunky Gets a Turkish Bath
XXII. A Magical Cure
XXIII. Stacy as an Indian Fighter
XXIV. Conclusion
"Ow, Wow, Wow, Wow! Y-E-O-W!"
Tad Butler, who was industriously chopping wood at the rear of thewoodshed of his home, finished the tough, knotted stick before lookingup.
The almost unearthly chorus of yells behind him had not even startledthe boy or caused him to cease his efforts until he had completed whathe had set out to do. This finished, Tad turned a smiling face to thethree brown-faced young men who were regarding him solemnly.
"Haven't you fellows anything to do?" demanded Tad.
"Yes, but we have graduated from the woodpile," replied Ned Rector.
"I got my diploma the first time I ever tried it," added Chunky Brown,otherwise and more properly known as Stacy Brown. "Cut a slice of mybig toe off. They gave me my diploma right away. You fellows are tooslow."
"Come in the house, won't you? Mother'll be glad to see you," urged Tad.
"Surely we will," agreed Walter Perkins. "That's what we came overto do."
"Oh, it is, eh?"
"Didn't think we came over to help you chop wood, did you?" demanded
Chunky indignantly.
"Knowing you as I do, I hadn't any such idea," laughed Tad. "Butcome in."
The boys filed in through the wood house, reaching the sitting room byway of the kitchen. Tad's mother gave them a smiling welcome, risingto extend a warm, friendly hand to each.
"Sit down, Mrs. Butler," urged Walter.
"Yes, we will come to you," added Ned.
"We haven't lost the use of our legs yet, Mrs. Butler," declared thefat Chunky, growing very red in the face as he noted the disapprovingglances directed at him by his companions.
"I hope you won't mind Chunky, Mrs. Butler," said Ned apologetically.
"You know he has lived among savages lately, and——-"
"Yes, ma'am, Ned and I have been constant companions for—-how longhas it been, boys?"
"Shut up!" hissed Ned Rector in the fat boy's ear. "I'll whale you whenwe get outside, if you make any more such breaks."
"Never mind, boys; Stacy and myself are very old, old friends," laughed
Mrs. Butler.
"Yes, ma'am, about a hundred years old, more or less. Oh, I beg yourpardon. I didn't mean it just that way," stammered Chunky, coloringagain and fumbl