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WRECK IN THE WOODS Leaning from his saddle, Joe Marshall looked into the cup that hung on the turpentine-tree. One side of the great long-leaf pine had been stripped of its bark to a height of three …
OLD DICK’S BEES The white bulk of the steamboat came majestically around the bend, puffing pine smoke from her tall double chimneys, and hauled in to the landing. Joe was well known on the boat; Burn…
THE RIVER ORCHARD The next morning, after his cousins had departed in Burnam’s automobile, Joe rode down to look over the river orchard, feeling considerably more optimistic about the future. Burnam …
DISAPPOINTMENT Joe had already made many inquiries among the turpentine negroes about Old Dick’s bees, but had not obtained any definite information. Everybody had heard the story; Dick’s bees had be…
BURIED TREASURE Joe got back to Burnam’s camp to find gum running freely again. Morris, who had been riding the river orchard in his absence, reported that everything looked promising, and Joe found …
DISASTER For a minute or two he sat on his horse and scanned the black boat. It was certainly the boat he had seen before, and he wondered how she had been brought back against the stream. She must h…
STOLEN ROSIN The next minute Burnam had wheeled and was rushing toward his men, arms raised, shouting vehemently. Joe stood for a moment as if paralyzed; he made a step to follow Burnam; a flood of w…
THE RIVER ISLAND Talking over his shoulder as he paddled, Joe explained the events of the past days more fully to his cousin, and described his discovery of the rosin mine. “If we win out, of course …
BEES AND ROSIN “I do believe we have!” Joe exclaimed. “Yes, I hear the bees now. I didn’t know what that humming could be.” “Yes-suh, dis shorely is dat Old Dick’s cabin,” Sam assured them. “I rememb…
DOWN THE RIVER “Dodged ’em!” exclaimed Bob. They could still hear the dipping paddles, and a faint mutter of voices. In another minute the new-comers would perceive that the big boat was gone. But fo…
