whip-for

Updated: June 22, 2025

It was only when Bradley, dismounting from his mustang, struck the door-post with the handle of his whip-for it is needless to say that bells were not to be found in that neighborhood that their presence became known. A woman, tall, spare, and with harsh features, came to the door. She eyed Bradley askance. "Well, what's wanted, and who are you?" she demanded.

Horatio Alger - The Young Explorer