To Harvey, of the dome-like pate,
The dreamy eye, the Celtic wit
And kindly heart, I dedicate
This blithe romance conceived and writ
By one of that triumvirate
Who knew Defeat, yet conquered it.
CHAPTER | |
I | Running Out of Pay-Dirt |
II | The Ox-Blood Vase |
III | The Stolen Wheel-Code |
IV | The Open Door |
V | The Man from Medicine Hat |
VI | The Irreproachable Butler |
VII | The Panama Gold Chests |
VIII | The Dummy-Chucker |
IX | A Rialto Rain-Storm |
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