Emerson Hough 
Young Alaskans on the Missouri 

pub One.info thank you for your continued support and wish to present you this new edition. FOLLOWING LEWIS AND CLARK Well, sister, said Uncle Dick, addressing that lady as she sat busy with her needlework at the window of a comfortable hotel in the city of St. Louis, I’m getting restless, now that the war is over. Time to be starting out. Looks like I’d have to borrow those boys again and hit the trail. Time to be on our way! Richard! The lady tapped her foot impatiently, a little frown gathering on her forehead. Well, then? Well, you’re always just starting out! You’ve been hitting the trail all your life. Wasn’t the war enough? Oh, well! Uncle Dick smiled humorously as he glanced at his leg, which extended before him rather stiffly as he sat. I should think it was enough! said his sister, laying down her work. But it didn’t last! said Uncle Dick. How can you speak so! "Well, it didn’t. Of course, Rob got in, even if he had to run away and smouch a little about how old he was. But he wasn’t through his training. And as for the other boys, Frank was solemn as an owl because the desk sergeant laughed at him and told him to go back to the Boy Scouts; and Jesse was almost in tears over it