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Title: The Patrol of the Sun Dance Trail

Author: Ralph Connor

Release Date: June 3, 2006 [EBook #3247]

Language: English

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THE PATROL OF THE SUN DANCE TRAIL

By Ralph Connor

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I THE TRAIL-RUNNER

II HIS COUNTRY'S NEED

III A-FISHING WE WILL GO

IV THE BIG CHIEF

V THE ANCIENT SACRIFICE

VI THE ILLUSIVE COPPERHEAD

VII THE SARCEE CAMP

VIII THE GIRL ON NO. 1

IX THE RIDE UP THE BOW

X RAVEN TO THE RESCUE

XI SMITH'S WORK

XII IN THE SUN DANCE CANYON

XIII IN THE BIG WIGWAM

XIV "GOOD MAN--GOOD SQUAW"

XV THE OUTLAW

XVI WAR

XVII TO ARMS!

XVIII AN OUTLAW, BUT A MAN

XIX THE GREAT CHIEF

XX THE LAST PATROL

XXI WHY THE DOCTOR STAYED

THE PATROL OF THE SUN DANCE TRAIL

CHAPTER I

THE TRAIL-RUNNER

High up on the hillside in the midst of a rugged group of jack pines the
Union Jack shook out its folds gallantly in the breeze that swept down
the Kicking Horse Pass. That gallant flag marked the headquarters of
Superintendent Strong, of the North West Mounted Police, whose special
duty it was to preserve law and order along the construction line of the
Canadian Pacific Railway Company, now pushed west some scores of miles.

Along the tote-road, which ran parallel to the steel, a man, dark of
skin, slight but wiry, came running, his hard panting, his streaming
face, his open mouth proclaiming his exhaustion. At a little trail that
led to the left he paused, noted its course toward the flaunting flag,
turned into it, then struggled up the rocky hillside till he came to the
wooden shack, with a deep porch running round it, and surrounded by
a rustic fence which enclosed a garden whose neatness illustrated a
characteristic of the British soldier. The runner passed in through the
gate and up the little gravel walk and began to ascend the steps.

"Halt!" A quick sharp voice arrested him. "What do you want here?" From
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