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CONTENTS

I. SHAD TROWBRIDGE OF BOSTON
II. THE LURE OF THE WILDERNESS
III. UNGAVA BOB MAKES A RESCUE
IV. AWAY TO THE TRAILS
V. IN THE FAR WILDERNESS
VI. OLD FRIENDS
VII. WHERE THE EVIL SPIRITS DWELL
VIII. AFTER THE INDIAN ATTACK
IX. THE INDIAN MAIDEN AT THE RIVER TILT
X. THE VOICES OF THE SPIRITS
XI. MANIKAWAN'S VENGEANCE
XII. THE TRAGEDY OF THE RAPIDS
XIII. ON THE TRAIL OF THE INDIANS
XIV. THE MATCHI MANITU IS CHEATED
XV. THE PASSING OF THE WILD THINGS
XVI. ALONE WITH THE INDIANS
XVII. CHRISTMAS AT THE RIVER TILT
XVIII. THE SPIRIT OF DEATH GROWS BOLD.
XIX. THE CACHE ON THE LAKE
XX. THE FOLK AT WOLF BIGHT
XXI. THE RIFLED CACHE
XXII. MANIKAWAN'S SACRIFICE
XXIII. TUMBLED AIR CASTLES
XXIV. THE MESSENGER
XXV. A MISSION OF LIFE AND DEATH
XXVI. "GREATER LOVE HATH NO MAN THAN THIS"
XXVII. SHAD'S TRIBUTE TO THE INDIAN MAIDEN
XXVIII. TROWBRIDGE AND GRAY, TRADERS
XXIX. THE FRUIT OF MANIKAWAN'S SACRIFICE

THE GAUNT GRAY WOLF

I

SHAD TROWBRIDGE OF BOSTON

On a foggy morning of early July in the year 1890, the Labrador mail
boat, northward bound from St. Johns, felt her way cautiously into the
mist-enveloped harbour of Fort Pelican and to her anchorage.

For six days the little steamer had been buffeted by wind and ice and
fog, and when at last her engines ceased to throb and she lay at rest
in harbour, Allen Shadrach Trowbridge of Boston, her only passenger,
felt hugely relieved, for the voyage had been a most unpleasant one,
and here he was to disembark.

In June, Allen Shadrach Trowbridge--or "Shad" Trowbridge as the
fellows called him, and as we shall call him--had completed his
freshman year in college. When college closed he set sail at once for
Labrador, where he was to spend his summer holiday canoeing and
fishing in the wilderness.

This was the first extended journey Shad Trowbridge had ever made
quite alone. For many months he had been planning and preparing for
it, and he promised himself it was to be an eventful experience.

He was standing now at the rail, as the ship anchored, peering eagerly
through the mist at the group of low, whitewashed buildings which
composed Fort Pelican post of the Hudson's Bay Company, and at the dim
outline of dark forest behind--a clean-cut, square-shouldered,
athletic