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The Patrol of the Sun Dance Trail   By: (1860-1937)

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THE PATROL OF THE SUN DANCE TRAIL

By Ralph Connor

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I THE TRAIL RUNNER

II HIS COUNTRY'S NEED

III A FISHING WE WILL GO

IV THE BIG CHIEF

V THE ANCIENT SACRIFICE

VI THE ILLUSIVE COPPERHEAD

VII THE SARCEE CAMP

VIII THE GIRL ON NO. 1

IX THE RIDE UP THE BOW

X RAVEN TO THE RESCUE

XI SMITH'S WORK

XII IN THE SUN DANCE CANYON

XIII IN THE BIG WIGWAM

XIV "GOOD MAN GOOD SQUAW"

XV THE OUTLAW

XVI WAR

XVII TO ARMS!

XVIII AN OUTLAW, BUT A MAN

XIX THE GREAT CHIEF

XX THE LAST PATROL

XXI WHY THE DOCTOR STAYED

THE PATROL OF THE SUN DANCE TRAIL

CHAPTER I

THE TRAIL RUNNER

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.

"Beeg Chief," panted the runner. "Me see beeg Chief queeck."

The orderly looked him over and hesitated.

"What do you want Big Chief for?"

"Me want say somet'ing," said the little man, fighting to recover his breath, "somet'ing beeg sure beeg." He made a step toward the door.

"Halt there!" said the orderly sharply. "Keep out, you half breed!"

"See beeg Chief queeck," panted the half breed, for so he was, with fierce insistence.

The orderly hesitated. A year ago he would have hustled him off the porch in short order. But these days were anxious days. Rumors wild and terrifying were running through the trails of the dark forest. Everywhere were suspicion and unrest. The Indian tribes throughout the western territories and in the eastern part of British Columbia, under cover of an unwonted quiet, were in a state of excitement, and this none knew better than the North West Mounted Police. With stoical unconcern the Police patroled their beats, rode in upon the reserves, careless, cheery, but with eyes vigilant for signs and with ears alert for sounds of the coming storm. Only the Mounted Police, however, and a few old timers who knew the Indians and their half breed kindred gave a single moment's thought to the bare possibility of danger. The vast majority of the Canadian people knew nothing of the tempestuous gatherings of French half breed settlers in little hamlets upon the northern plains along the Saskatchewan. The fiery resolutions reported now and then in the newspapers reciting the wrongs and proclaiming the rights of these remote, ignorant, insignificant, half tamed pioneers of civilization roused but faint interest in the minds of the people of Canada. Formal resolutions and petitions of rights had been regularly sent during the past two years to Ottawa and there as regularly pigeon holed above the desks of deputy ministers. The politicians had a somewhat dim notion that there was some sort of row on among the "breeds" about Prince Albert and Battleford, but this concerned them little. The members of the Opposition found in the resolutions and petitions of rights useful ammunition for attack upon the Government... Continue reading book >>




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