tablishment of the "Pax Britannica," as Commissioner Perry
said with justifiable pride in the record the Police had made throughout
the years. He quotes the words of a famous Indian Chief to which we have
already called attention in the chapter on Indian treaties when that
Chief, referring to the Police, said, "Before you came the Indian crept
along. Now he is not afraid to walk erect." "For thirty-one years," said
Perry in 1905, "neither white man nor Indian has been afraid to walk
erect, whether in the great plains, the far North or the distant Yukon."

And even at the time he was writing those words Corporal Mapley was on
patrol over an unknown route from Dawson to the Peel River, Inspector
Genereux of Prince Albert was away on a 1,750-mile trip North, of 132
days by canoe and dog-train to investigate a case of alleged murder,
Sergeant Fitzgerald was on patrol to the mouth of the Mackenzie River
and Inspector Moodie was establishing new posts around the Hudson
Bay--all having a reassuring and stabilizing effect on the vast
uncivilized North land.

And again turning to another side of their work there were many cases
that were charged full of a Victoria Cross type of valour which went
unnoticed except as things done in the ordinary course of duty unless
some tragic element intervened to call special attention to it.
Constable Pedley, of Fort Chippewyan, for instance, a noted trailmaker,
had made many a trip (as others did) fraught with tremendous hardship.
But it was not till one day when he broke for a while under the
tremendous strain that his extraordinary efforts got into the light of
public notice. Here is part of his modest report when he was detailed to
escort a lunatic from Fort Chippewyan to Fort Saskatchewan: "I left
Chippewyan in charge of the lunatic on December 17, 1904, with the
interpreter and two dog-trains. After travelling for five days through
slush and water up to our knees, we arrived at Fort McKay on December
22. Owing to the extreme cold, the prisoner's feet were frost-bitten. I
did all I could to relieve him, and purchased some large moccasins to
allow more wrappings for his feet. I travelled without accident until
the 27th, reaching Weechume Lake. Here I had to lay off a day to procure
a guide as there was no trail." This is put with great suppression of
anything like telling what a difficult time he was having, but again we
read between the lines. The trip is "without accident" but there was