The Daughter of Anderson Crow

II. THE PURSUIT BEGINS III. THE CULPRITS IV. ANDERSON RECTIFIES AN ERROR V. THE BABE ON THE DOORSTEP VI. REFLECTION AND DEDUCTION VII. THE MYSTERIOUS VISIT...

Anderson Crow, Detective He was imposing, even in his pensiveness. There was no denying the fact that he was an important personage in Tinkletown, and to the residents of Tinkleto...

The Pursuit Begins Fifteen minutes later Anderson Crow was parading proudly about the town. He had taken the stranger to the creek and had seen him scurry across the log to the op...

The Culprits "Ship ahoy!" shouted the coatless stranger between his palms. "Surrender or we'll fill you full of lead!" called Anderson Crow. "Who are you--pirates?" responded th...

Anderson Rectifies an Error In a jiffy the fugitives and their property were transferred to the interior of the roomy boathouse, the doors bolted, and George Crosby stationed at a...

The Babe on the Doorstep It was midnight in Tinkletown, many months after the events mentioned in the foregoing chapters, and a blizzard was raging. The February wind rasped throu...

Reflection and Deduction "By gum, it does say a thousand," cried Anderson, mightily relieved. "Harry Squires is a fool. He said jest now that it could be did fer eleven or twelve ...

The Mysterious Visitor The entire Crow family watched him in stupefaction until he disappeared down the lane that led to Hapgood's grove. It was then, and not until then, that And...

Some Years Go By Tinkletown as a unit supported Anderson in his application for guardianship papers. They were filed immediately after the secret visit of the mysterious woman; th...

The Village Queen The spring of 1903 brought Rosalie back to Tinkletown after her second and last year with Miss Brown in New York City. The sun seemed brighter, the birds sang mo...

Rosalie Has Plans of Her Own "Do be serious, daddy. I want to do something worth while. I could teach school or--" "Not much! You ain't cut out fer that job. Don't you know that ...

Elsie Banks Aderson Crow stood afar off--among the bleak, leafless trees of Badger's Grove--and gazed thoughtfully, even earnestly, upon the little red schoolhouse with its high b...

The Spelling-Bee Young Mr. Higgins found his companion bubbling over with vivacity. Her pretty chin was in the air and every word bore the promise of a laugh. He afterward recalle...

A Tinkletown Sensation Sensations came thick and fast in Tinkletown during the next few hours. Investigation proved that 'Rast Little was nowhere to be found. He had not returned ...

A Case of Mistaken Identity Detective Crow found little difficulty in gaining admittance to Colonel Randall's summer home. He had secreted his badge, and it was indeed a sorry-loo...

Rosalie Disappears Things had happened in Tinkletown that night. Alf Reesling finally found some one who would listen to his story. He told the minister and the minister alarmed t...

The Haunted House Days passed without word or sign from the missing girl. The marshal haunted the post-office and the railroad station, hoping with all his poor old heart that wor...

Wicker Bonner, Harvard "Hello, up there!" was what the deep, masculine voice shouted from the river. Anderson Crow was the first to distinguish the form of the speaker, and he was...

The Men in the Sleigh Let us go back to the night on which Rosalie was seized and carried away from Mrs. Luce's front gate, despite the valiant resistance of her youthful defender...

With the Kidnapers Sam stared at her, and there was something like real amazement in his eyes. "Yer mother or father?" he repeated interrogatively. "Wha--what the devil can they ...

In the Cave "It's not my fault that we're still here," he growled in answer to her pathetic appeal. "I've heard you prayin' for Daddy Crow to come and take you away. Well, it's lu...

The Trap-Door A sickly new moon threw vague ghostly beams across the willow-lined swamp, out beyond the little cabin that stood on its border. Through the dense undergrowth and hi...

Jack, the Giant Killer "That you, Sam?" half whispered a man's voice. There was no light. "Sh!" hissed Bonner, muffling his voice. "Is everybody in?" "Bill's waitin' fer you out...

Tinkletown's Convulsion Anderson Crow was himself once more. He was twenty years younger than when he went to bed the night before. His joy and pride had reached the bursting poin...

The Flight of the Kidnapers Searching parties were organised and sent out to scour the country, late as it was. Swift riders gave the alarm along every roadway, and the station ag...

As the Heart Grows Older Bonner's eagerness to begin probing into the mystery grew as his strength came back to him. He volunteered to interest his uncle in the matter, and throug...

The Left Ventricle The next day Mrs. Bonner and Miss Bonner descended upon Tinkletown. They were driven over from Boggs City in an automobile, and their advent caused a new thrill...

The Grin Derisive "I like your ma," said Anderson to Wicker, later in the evening. "She's a perfect lady. Doggone, it's a relief to see a rich woman that knows how to be a lady. S...

The Blind Man's Eyes Bonner went away without another word of love to her. He saw the futility of hoping, and he was noble enough to respect her plea for silence on the subject th...

The Mysterious Questioner July brought Rosalie's visit to an end, and once more Tinkletown basked in her smiles and yet wondered why they were so sad and wistful. She and Bonner w...

The Hemisphere Train Robbery Anderson Crow lived at the extreme south end of Tinkletown's principal thoroughfare. The "calaboose" was situated at the far end of Main Street, at le...

"As You Like It" "You--don't--say--so! Whoa! dang ye! Cain't you see where you're goin', you old rip?" Betty was jerked to a standstill. "What have you heerd?" asked Anderson, his...

The Luck of Anderson Crow "Don't anybody attempt to leave this tent!" commanded Mr. Crow, standing bravely forth with his levelled revolvers. The orchestra made itself as small as...

Bill Briggs Tells a Tale Tinkletown fairly bubbled with excitement. At last the eyes of the world were upon it. News of the great sensation was flashed to the end of the earth; ev...

Elsie Banks Returns Bonner, considerably annoyed and alarmed by the marshal's actions, made every effort to turn him back before he could ruin everything by an encounter with Mr. ...

The Story is Told Elsie Banks had a small and select audience in Mrs. Bonner's room upstairs. She had come from New York--or from California, strictly speaking--to furnish the nar...

Anderson Crow's Resignation Some days later Anderson Crow returned to Tinkletown from New York, where he had seen Rosalie Bonner and her husband off for England, accompanied by Mr...