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Title: The Prospector
A Tale of the Crow's Nest Pass

Author: Ralph Connor

Posting Date: April 30, 2009 [EBook #3658]
Release Date: January, 2003
First Posted: July 3, 2001

Language: English

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THE PROSPECTOR

RALPH CONNOR

CONTENTS

I. A SOCIAL IMPOSSIBILITY
II. 'VARSITY VERSUS MCGILL
III. THE VOICE IN THE WILDERNESS
IV. ONLY ONE CLAIM
V. "YEA, AND HIS OWN LIFE ALSO"
VI. ON THE TRAIL
VII. THE OUTPOST
VIII. THE OLD PROSPECTOR
IX. TIM CARROLL
X. THE TURF MEET
XI. "I WAS A STRANGER, AND YE TOOK ME IN"
XII. HIS KEEPER
XIII. THE PRESIDENT OF GUY'S, LONDON
XIV. OLD PROSPECTOR'S AWAKING
XV. EJECTED AND REJECTED
XVI. "STAY AT YOUR POST, LAD"
XVII. BETTY'S LAST WORDS
XVIII. THE DON'S RECOVERY
XIX. THE REGION BEYOND
XX. THE NEW POLICY
XXI. THE WAITING GAME

I

A SOCIAL IMPOSSIBILITY

It was one of November's rare days. The kindly air, vital with the
breath of the north wind and mellow with the genial sun, was full of
purple haze; the grass, still vividly green, gave no hint of the coming
winter; the trees, bony and bare but for a few rags of summer dress,
russet-brown and gold, stood softened of all their harshness in the
purple haze and slanting, yellow light of the autumn afternoon. Nature
wore a face of content. She had fulfilled her course for another year,
and, satisfied with her achievement, was obviously thinking of settling
herself into her winter's sleep.

It was a good day to be alive. The tingle in the air somehow got into
the blood.

So it felt to a young girl who danced out from under the trees on the
west boundary of the University campus.

"Oh!" she cried to her statelier, taller sister, who with a young man
followed more sedately into the open. "Oh, what a day! What a picture!"

She was a bonny maid just out of her teens, and, with her