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Title: The Frontier Fort
Stirring Times in the N-West Territory of British America

Author: W. H. G. Kingston

Illustrator: D. H. Friston

Release Date: May 15, 2007 [EBook #21462]

Language: English

Character set encoding: ASCII

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The Frontier Fort; Stirring Times in the North-West Territory of British
America, by W H G Kingston.

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Another well-written yarn by Kingston, with a background of Indian
territory in the Red River area of North America. Plenty of action,
ambushes, shootings, fast rides on horseback, and other incidents
apparently typical of the life of those days and in such a place.

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THE FRONTIER FORT; STIRRING TIMES IN THE NORTH-WEST TERRITORY OF BRITISH
AMERICA, BY W H G KINGSTON.

CHAPTER ONE.

A party of travellers were wending their way across a wide-spreading
prairie in the north-west territory of America. As far as the eye could
reach, the ground was covered with waving tufts of dark-green grass,
interspersed with flowers of varied hue, among which could be
distinguished the yellow marigold and lilac bergamot, with bluebells,
harebells, and asters, innumerable; while here and there rose-bushes,
covered with gorgeous bloom, appeared above the particoloured carpet
spread over the country. On the north side the prairie was bounded by
softly rounded knolls, between which tiny lakelets were visible, shining
in the bright rays of the glowing sun. To the northward a silvery
stream could be seen meandering, bordered by willows, aspens, osiers,
and other trees of considerable height, breaking the line of the
horizon.

"I am delighted with your country, Burnett; I had no idea such lovely
scenery and so much rich soil existed on this side of the Rocky
Mountains," said one of the travellers, addressing another, who rode
alongside him.

"I hope, before many years are over, to see this fair region