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Title: The Broncho Rider Boys with Funston at Vera Cruz
Or, Upholding the Honor of the Stars and Stripes

Author: Frank Fowler

Release Date: October 14, 2006 [EBook #19538]

Language: English

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[Illustration: "THIS IS NO PLACE FOR ME," COMMENTED BILLIE AS HE
KEPT HIMSELF WELL HIDDEN BEHIND A GIANT CACTUS.

_The Broncho Rider Boys with Funston at Vera Cruz. Page 33._]

The Broncho Rider Boys

With Funston at Vera Cruz

OR

Upholding the Honor of the Stars and Stripes

By FRANK FOWLER

AUTHOR OF

"The Broncho Rider Boys with the Texas Rangers," "The Broncho
Rider Boys at Keystone Ranch," "The Broncho Rider
Boys Down in Arizona," "The Broncho Rider Boys
Along the Border," "The Broncho Rider
Boys on the Wyoming Trail."

[Illustration]

A. L. BURT COMPANY
NEW YORK.

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Copyright, 1916
BY A. L. BURT COMPANY

THE BRONCHO RIDER BOYS WITH FUNSTON AT VERA CRUZ

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THE BRONCHO RIDER BOYS WITH
FUNSTON AT VERA CRUZ.

CHAPTER I.

A DARING ADVENTURE.

"Let me look, Billie," and Donald reached out his hand for the
field glass through which Broncho Billie was gazing down from the
summit of Real del Monte upon the plain of Quesco, through which
the Pachuca river winds its way. "Maybe I can make out who they
are."

Billie handed over the glass without a word and stood expectant,
while Donald scrutinized closely a body of horsemen--twenty or
more in number--which had halted beside the railroad that
connects the little city of Pachuca with the City of Mexico.

"They are not soldiers, that's certain," was Donal