of his
experiences in the north, and his great triumph in winning the only
daughter of the dreaded ruler of Glen West.

"It all seems to me like a fairy-tale," Harmon, remarked, when Reynolds
had finished. "To think that in so short a time you have undergone
such wonderful adventures, discovered my old friend, and won this fair
maiden. And the gold; what of it? You will begin mining at once, of
course."

"We intended to do so," Redmond replied. "But on our way here we were
fortunate enough to sell our interests to one of the largest mining
concerns in the United States for a most gratifying sum. You see,
there was great excitement in that region when it was learned that gold
had been discovered. Miners literally flocked into the place, and the
wilderness has been suddenly converted into a busy mining camp. We
were offered large sums for our claims, but refused all until we
reached Whitehorse. There we were met by the agent of the great
Hibberdash Mining Company, and so tempting and liberal was his offer,
that we sold out our entire interests. We are perfectly satisfied, as
we shall now be free from all mining worries."

"This is really wonderful!" Harmon exclaimed. "What a write-up that
will make for my paper. You must let me have the entire story,
Redmond. And you will write it, won't you?"

"Business as usual, I see," and Redmond smiled. "When time permits, I
shall do what I can. I expect to be very busy for the next two weeks,
and after that I must go north again."

"Go north again!" Harmon repeated. "Why, I thought you were through
with the north forever."

"Oh, no, not at all. I have work to do there yet. It is necessary for
me to be present at the trial of that villain, Curly, and that will
take some time. Then I wish to visit Glen West, and attend to some
matters there. Sconda and his wife will look well after our house, for
we plan to go there every summer for a holiday. And we shall take you,
too, for I know you would enjoy the scenery."

"That would be a great treat to me," Harmon replied. "But you will
have time to write that article before you leave, will you not?"

The others laughed, so anxious was the editor for the welfare of his
paper.

"I am afraid I shall not have time now," Redmond told him. "There is
much to be done in the two weeks before the great event."

"The great event! I do not understand."

"Look," and Redmond drew his attention to Glen's blushing face.