Clarence Young

Biographical details

Clarence Young,  The Motor Boys on Road and River…

“ Suddenly Jerry, who was in the lead, uttered a cry.
“Have you found him?” called Ned, pressing forward.
“No, but look here!”
They all hastened to where Jerry stood on the brink of what they saw was a deep gulch. There, on the edge, were the unmistakable signs of someone having slipped over. The earth and grass was torn, as though the person had vainly tried to prevent a fall.
“Is it—is he——” faltered Andy.
“Look,” answered Jerry. And, as they gazed over the brink, they saw, lying in a huddled heap at the bottom of the gulch, the figure of a man.
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Source: Gutenberg

Clarence Young,  Ned, Bob and Jerry on the Firing Line…

“ There was a snarl of the lighter artillery guns, the spiteful bark of the rifles and the wicked rat-a-tat-tat of the machine guns, which the Germans depended on, more than on anything else, to stop a rush of our infantry.
Half way across No Man’s Land rushed Ned, Bob, and Jerry, with their cheering, madly yelling comrades, and then the toll of death began. It was the fortune of war. Those that lived by rifles and bayonets must perish by them, and for the deaths that they exacted of the Huns their lives were exacted in return.
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Source: Gutenberg

Clarence Young,  Jack Ranger's Western Trip; Or…

“ The engineer of the freight was blowing the whistle in frantic toots to warn the steer from the track, but the animal did not heed.
"He'll never make it," exclaimed Jack.
"Timbuctoo and turntables!" cried Nat. "He's a brave one. Never knew he could ride like that."
John dug his heels into the pony's side to urge it to another burst of speed. Then, with a shout, he whirled the lasso in ever widening circles about his head. Suddenly he sent it whirling straight ahead. Like a thin snake the rope hissed forward, and then fell in coils about the neck of the steer.
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Source: Gutenberg

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