Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler

Joseph Alexander Altsheler was born on April 29, 1862, in Three Springs, Kentucky. In 1888, he became a reporter, then editor at a newspaper in Louisville, then began working for New York World in 1892 as a Hawaiian correspondent. In 1888, he married Sarah Boles and they had one son. Because of a shortage of stories, Altsheler began writing children's stories for a magazine. Eventually, he began writing short stories and novels in 1895, completing...

"The Lords of the Wild" by Joseph A. Altsheler. Published by Good Press. Good Press publishes a wide range of titles that encompasses every genre. From well-known classics & literary fiction and non-fiction to forgotten−or yet undiscovered gems−of world literature, we issue the books that need to be read. Each Good Press edition has been meticulously edited and formatted to boost readability for all e-readers and devices. Our goal is to produce...

"The Free Rangers, a Story of the Early Days Along the Mississippi" is a 1909 historical novel written by Joseph A. Altsheler. The fifth novel in the "The Young Trailers Series", this exciting adventure romp in the American Old West is highly recommended for children with an interest in history and is not to be missed by collectors of classic Western fiction. Joseph Alexander Altsheler (1862 – 1919) was an American journalist, editor and author...

"The Shadow of the North" by Joseph A. Altsheler. Published by Good Press. Good Press publishes a wide range of titles that encompasses every genre. From well-known classics & literary fiction and non-fiction to forgotten−or yet undiscovered gems−of world literature, we issue the books that need to be read. Each Good Press edition has been meticulously edited and formatted to boost readability for all e-readers and devices. Our goal is to produce...

The Last of the Chiefs is the story of the Sioux war. The adventure begins, "The boy in the third wagon was suffering from exhaustion. The days and days of walking over the rolling prairie, under a brassy sun, the hard food of the train, and the short hours of rest, had put too severe a trial upon his delicate frame. Now, as he lay against the sacks and boxes that had been drawn up to form a sort of couch for him, his breath came in short gasps, and...