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living gale. There was a roar and boom and thunder of breakers down on the point an

ed the fire, which had burned to embers, and prepared dinner. The storm that prevented him from tr

ready convicted him of the crime. Once Eli had arrived at a conclusion his mind was closed to any line of reasoning that might tend to controvert that conclusion. He prided himself upon t

breed once and for all. Well directed, this trait of unyielding determination is an excellent one. It is the foundation of success in life if the object sought is a worthy one. But in this instance Eli's objective was

e to his shoulder, he fired and a grouse tumbled to the ground. He fired again, and another fell. The living birds, with a great noise of wings, now abandoned the tree and Eli picked up the tw

delay would set the feathers, and his game being sufficient f

roceed upon his journey. Even then, with all his effort, the progress he made against the north-west breeze was so slow that

"I'm wonderful glad to see you. C

Thomas? Is In

it ready and then he goes on in his canoe to hunt bear up the Nascaupee River w

m goin' to s

and Margaret he told Thomas of Indian Jake's call upon his

es the silver," he concluded, "and I'm goin' to get the sil

friend and partner capable of such treachery. By disposition Thomas was naturally ca

isted Eli. "There was nobody el

Jake had passed up Grand Lake in his canoe two days before. Zeke expressed doubt as to Eli's finding the half-breed at the Nascaupee River. He stated it as his opinion that if Indian Jake were guilty of the crime, as he had no doubt, he

pitched in the depths of forests or on desolate, naked barrens; and always, in forests or on barrens, he will hear the rush and roar of mighty rivers or the lapping waves of wide, far-reaching lakes. The timber wolf will startle him from sleep in the dead of night with its lo

Nascaupee River, a dozen miles beyond the point where the river ente

h here reached away before him to meet the horizon in the west, and at the foot of th

h of the Nascaupee River, and keeping a sharp look-out, he rowed silently up the river. It was an ho

houlder, and with his rifle resting in the hollow of his arm, ready for instant action, he crept forward toward Indian Jake's cam

s plain Indian Jake had not returned for the evening. Eli crouche

wig and a moment later Indian Jake, with his

at Indian Jake, rose to

ere you is; d

Indian Jake greeted. "What's

e silver you takes when you shoots father, and 'tis well for you Doctor Joe comes and

meanin'

vin' up th

N

RE YOU IS AND

e that silver fox yo

slipped his right hand forward toward the trigger of his rifle, thoug

observing the movement. "D

a statue, eyeing Eli, b

e was in deadly earnest. "If you tries to raise un or don't

l eyes were centred on every motion Eli made. He still held his rifle, the barrel resting in the hollow o

s a death-like silence.

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oot. He was a man of his word. He made no threat that he was not prepared

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wk eyes had narrowed to slits. He did not drop his gun

ne-

s rifle rang out with th