"Pluck and Luck" Dime Novels

The "Pluck and Luck" series of dime novels was published by Frank Tousey starting about 1898 and continuing into the 1920's. However, many of the later issues were simply reprints of earlier ones. The true authors of these dime novels are not always known, as most were written under pseudonyms. H. K. Shackleford wrote some of the stories; the names he is known to have written under include Hal Standish, Allan Arnold, and his own name. Below are copies of the covers of those issues that I have been able to obtain. Click on any of the covers for a full-size version.

Also check out the dime novels in the "Fred Fearnot" series written by H. K. Shackleford, which he is better-known for.

From Bootblack to Broker, or, The Luck of a Wall Street Boy
by a Retired Broker
No. 69
September 27, 1899
"Why, Danny!" the lady exclaimed. "I'm so glad to see you! My husband tells me that you have been making both fame and fortune since I saw you."

The Rocket; or Adventures in the Air
by Allyn Draper
No. 76
November 15, 1899
The Rocket mounted up in the air, and soared away. "Good-bye," cried Harry. "Tell the justice I'll report next year for sentence. I live in the moon." The three men were dumfounded.

Jack Wright and His Deep Sea Monitor, or, Searching for a Ton of Gold
by NoName
No. 139
January 30, 1901
The last door brought them into a courtyard in the centre of the building, and the three divers gave utterance to cries of the uttmost astonishment. For there in the middle of the place stood the Golden Idol!

The Boy Cattle King, or, Frank Fordham's Wild West Ranch
by An Old Scout
No. 268
July 22, 1903
Suddenly, as Dane made a furious onset, Jim Pollard let out his lash from below, and with a skillful cut, slashed Braggs across the face, thus temporarily blinding him. Then slash! slash! slash! Jim showered his blows till the defeated bully yelled.

The Young Diamond Hunters, or, Two Runaway Boys in Treasure Land
by Allan Arnold
No. 373
July 26, 1905
As the door flew open, Frank sprung backward, and Pat Murphy and Woolwell darted into the passage. Asburns, Old Isaacs, and the Congo fled along the hall, gained a rear window, and leaped through it. But they were not to escape thus.

Jack The Juggler; or, A Boy's Search for his Sister
by H. K. Shackleford
No. 401
February 7, 1906
"Here, you!" and the officer started toward Jack to seize him, but the next moment he recoiled with a look of horror on his face. Some half dozen serpents protuded their heads from as many folds of the juggler's garments.

Halsey & Co; or, The Young Bankers and Speculators
by H. K. Shackleford
No. 414
May 9, 1906
The old man turned his eyes toward Fred. They seemed about to pop out of his head, for the maniac was choking him to death. "I can't stand that, Bob!" cried Fred, and the next moment both his hands were in the maniac's hair.

Cal Carter The Boy Lawyer; or, A Fee of One Million Dollars
by Allan Arnold
No. 471
June 12, 1907
One used a dark-lantern with which to search for the papers. By the aid of the lantern it was seen that the two villains wore black masks. They drew the papers carefully out of the pigeon-holes in the desk.

Through an Unknown Land, or, The Boy Canoeists of the Quanza
by Allan Arnold
No. 1602 (Reprint of #129)
February 13, 1929
Harry, seizing his rifle from its resting place in the well, was on his feet in an instant. "Hippopotami!" he shouted, and aiming right for the eye of the huge monster, discharged his piece, while Archie leaned over and was striking at the brute with the paddle.

	From Bootblack to Broker, or, The Luck of a Wall Street Boy by a Retired Broker No. 69 September 27, 1899 "Why, Danny!" the lady exclaimed. "I'm so glad to see you! My husband tells me that you have been making both fame and fortune since I saw you."
	The Rocket; or Adventures in the Air by Allyn Draper No. 76 November 15, 1899 The Rocket mounted up in the air, and soared away. "Good-bye," cried Harry. "Tell the justice I'll report next year for sentence. I live in the moon." The three men were dumfounded.
	Jack Wright and His Deep Sea Monitor, or, Searching for a Ton of Gold by NoName No. 139 January 30, 1901 The last door brought them into a courtyard in the centre of the building, and the three divers gave utterance to cries of the uttmost astonishment. For there in the middle of the place stood the Golden Idol!
	The Boy Cattle King, or, Frank Fordham's Wild West Ranch by An Old Scout No. 268 July 22, 1903 Suddenly, as Dane made a furious onset, Jim Pollard let out his lash from below, and with a skillful cut, slashed Braggs across the face, thus temporarily blinding him. Then slash! slash! slash! Jim showered his blows till the defeated bully yelled.
	The Young Diamond Hunters, or, Two Runaway Boys in Treasure Land by Allan Arnold No. 373 July 26, 1905 As the door flew open, Frank sprung backward, and Pat Murphy and Woolwell darted into the passage. Asburns, Old Isaacs, and the Congo fled along the hall, gained a rear window, and leaped through it. But they were not to escape thus.
	Jack The Juggler; or, A Boy's Search for his Sister by H. K. Shackleford No. 401 February 7, 1906 "Here, you!" and the officer started toward Jack to seize him, but the next moment he recoiled with a look of horror on his face. Some half dozen serpents protuded their heads from as many folds of the juggler's garments.
	Halsey & Co; or, The Young Bankers and Speculators by H. K. Shackleford No. 414 May 9, 1906 The old man turned his eyes toward Fred. They seemed about to pop out of his head, for the maniac was choking him to death. "I can't stand that, Bob!" cried Fred, and the next moment both his hands were in the maniac's hair.
	Cal Carter The Boy Lawyer; or, A Fee of One Million Dollars by Allan Arnold No. 471 June 12, 1907 One used a dark-lantern with which to search for the papers. By the aid of the lantern it was seen that the two villains wore black masks. They drew the papers carefully out of the pigeon-holes in the desk.
	Through an Unknown Land, or, The Boy Canoeists of the Quanza by Allan Arnold No. 1602 (Reprint of #129) February 13, 1929 Harry, seizing his rifle from its resting place in the well, was on his feet in an instant. "Hippopotami!" he shouted, and aiming right for the eye of the huge monster, discharged his piece, while Archie leaned over and was striking at the brute with the paddle.