Glen of the High North

heights above to see what lay beyond. He refrained, however, as the afternoon was fast wearing away, and he had a heavy load to carry back to camp. Re

ar. You were little different, however, from certain two-legged brutes who tried the same game to their own sorrow. You did me a great favor to-day, though, and it's too bad I had to shoot you. I

ut his step was light and his heart happy. He had met Glen, had talked with her, looked into her eyes, and

the vision of Glen before him, and the remembrance of her voice and the touch of her hand. He wondered how and when he should see her again. He was determined that it must be soon, and he smiled at the idea of a terrible father keeping him away from her. What did he care for desperate men? Had he not faced them over and over again as they lay entrenched behind blazing rifl

with him the evening before for his game of the day. It was much easier than toting it around to the various tents and shacks, and selling it by the piece to the miners. He

nolds, from his old friend, the editor. It was a fatherly letter, full of interest for his welfare

night and day since I talked it over with you. I believe you are the person best

rent kind, and the bird was a fascinating girl. "I guess I shall have to tell Harmon that the bird I'm after is not a wild goose, but a new species, found so

rail, or had Curly ventured beyond the Golden Crest? It pleased him to know that the girl disliked the man, and how she wished that the fog-bank had not lifted just when it did. He longed to know what was in Curly's mind. Would he attempt to meet the girl again? That he was capable of the basest villa

he met those steady, inscrutable eyes. At first it annoyed him, making him nervous and impatient. He wondered what the quiet, reserved fellow meant by looking at him in such a manner. At le

, Reynolds started, and a

'll d-- soon find out if you

and Reynolds looked his surprise

ere watching me like a

know what

lds l

. "My mind was elsewhere. I was thinking of more im

rouble, d-- you. You've

looking for a quarrel, even if you are. I shall leave at once if my pr

war

word smote him like a knife. He whe

and the muscles of his body were tense. But Curly did

And I repeat it, 'Cowa

y as possible, and wild with pain and rage, he ripped forth a revolver from a hip-pocket. A dead silence pervaded the room, like a calm before a storm. And during that sile

-s, ba-a-a-a, coc

t. Then when they beheld Frontier Samson standing near the door, their fac

o where Curly was standing, and laid

out?" he asked. "In

by that?" and Curly

er goin'

am, so leav

narme

care whether he's

care if he had a

man is the only one he would try to shoot. He took mighty goo

yelled, for the taunt

the boast that you hid in the mountains and could not be caught when men were so

and fire. But Samson's hand struck the weapon

n' to stand here an' see a man shot down in cold blood by the likes of you, Curly. The chap ye want to kill

nd see how he can shoo

" and Samson laid his ha

at

his racket outside. It's no use practisin' on human bodies which the Lord made fer something more important. Whiskey bottles will do as well, an' the more ye smash of them the bette

own way, and his opponent completely at his mercy. But Frontier Samson, as well as all

few minutes three bottles were stuck upon a stump about fifty yar

e ordered. "Here's the cha

weapon. The miners crowded around a

ouraged. "Ye were always g

her bantered. "Curly likes

angry, and an angry man is always at a great disadvantage, especially where a steady nerve is neede

ly should be taught a salutary lesson. He picked up the rifle from the ground where his opponent had flung it in his rage, and brought it to his shoulder. He never felt calmer in hi

eynolds quietly handed

en he turn

" he asked, "or do you

I am

nd was about to walk away, when the old pro

the first time ye've done it, not by a long chalk. If ye want to git along in this camp, stow that nasty temper of yours, an' mind yer own bizness. This young feller wasn't interfer

t me," Cur

nce when you was hidin' away in the hills. Oh, I know all about it, an' whar ye was an' what ye was doin'. Why, this chap ye wanted to shoot has more scars on his body an' more medals to his credit than you ha

dare to reply. He slunk away, leaving the miners greatly amused at his defeat. But Fro