Gutenberg Literary Edition #3247

CHAPTER I. THE TRAIL-RUNNER CHAPTER II. HIS COUNTRY'S NEED CHAPTER III. A-FISHING WE WILL GO CHAPTER IV. THE BIG CHIEF CHAPTER V. THE ANCIENT SACRIFICE CHAPTER VI. THE ILLUSIVE COPPERHEAD CHAPTER VII. THE SARCEE CAMP CHAPTER VIII. THE GIRL ON NO. 1. CHAPTER IX. THE RIDE UP THE BOW CHAPTER X. RAVEN TO THE RESCUE CHAPTER XI. SMITH'S WORK CHAPTER XII. IN THE SUN DANCE CANYON CHAPTER XIII. IN THE BIG WIGWAM CHAPTER XIV. “GOOD MAN—GOOD SQUAW” CHAPTER XV. THE OUTLAW CHAPTER XVI. WAR CHAPTER XVII. TO ARMS! CHAPTER XVIII. AN OUTLAW, BUT A MAN CHAPTER XIX. THE GREAT CHIEF CHAPTER XX. THE LAST PATROL CHAPTER XXI. WHY THE DOCTOR STAYED

High up on the hillside in the midst of a rugged group of jack pines the Union Jack shook out its folds gallantly in the breeze that swept down the Kicking Horse Pass. That gallant flag marked the headquarters of Superintendent Strong, of the North West Mounted Police, whose special duty it was to preserve law and order along the construction line of the Canadian Pacific Railway Company, now pushed west some scores of miles.

Along the tote-road, which ran parallel to the steel, a man, dark of skin, slight but wiry, came running, his hard panting, his streaming face, his open mouth proclaiming his exhaustion. At a little trail that led to the left he paused, noted its course toward the flaunting flag, turned into it, then struggled up the rocky hillside till he came to the wooden shack, with a deep porch running round it, and surrounded by a rustic fence which enclosed a garden whose neatness illustrated a characteristic of the British soldier. The runner passed in through the gate and up the little gravel walk and began to ascend the steps.

“Halt!” A quick sharp voice arrested him. “What do you want here?” From the side of the shack an orderly appeared, neat, trim and dandified in appearance, from his polished boots to his wide cowboy hat.