orders that these men should be moved."

"He won't, eh? You just wait till you see him do it. Haines will give
the orders right enough." Craigin's laugh was like the growl of a bear.
"There's a reason, ain't there, Haines? Now you hear me. Those men are
going out to-day, and so are you, you blank, blank interferin' skunk."

Dr. Bailey smiled sweetly at Craigin. "You may call me what you please
just now, Mr. Craigin. Before the day is over you won't have enough
names left. For I tell you that these men suffering from diphtheria are
going to stay here, and are going to be properly cared for."

Craigin was white. That this young pale-faced stranger should presume
to come into his domain, where his word was wont to run as absolute
law, filled him with rage unspeakable. But there were serious issues at
stake, and with a supreme effort he controlled the passionate longing to
spring upon this upstart and throttle him. He turned sharply to Haines.

"Dr. Haines, you think these men can go out to-day?"

Haines hesitated.

"You understand me, Haines; these men go out or--"

Haines was evidently in some horrible dread of the foreman. A moment
more he paused and then surrendered.

"Oh, hang it, Bailey, I don't think they're so terribly ill. I guess
they can go out."

"Dr. Haines," said Craigin, "is that your decision?"

"Yes, I think so."

"All right," said Craigin, with a triumphant sneer. He turned to Tommy,
who was standing near with half a dozen men who had just come out from
breakfast. "Here you, Tommy, get a couple of teams ready and all the
buffalo robes you need and be ready to start in an hour. Do you hear?"

"I do," said Tommy, turning slowly away.

"Tommy," called Dr. Bailey in a sharp, clear tone, "you took a man out
from this camp yesterday. Tell the men here what happened."

"Sure, they all know it," said Tommy, who had already told the story of
poor Scotty's death and of the doctor's efforts to save him. "An' it's a
fine bhoy he wuz, poor Scotty, an' niver a groan out av him all the way
down, an' not able to swally a taste whin I gave it to him."

Craigin sprang toward Tommy in a fury. "Here you blank, blank, blank! Do
what I tell you! And the rest of you men, what are you gawkin' at here?
Get to work!"

The men gave back, and some began to move away. Dr. Bailey walked
quickly past Craigin into the midst of the group.

"Men, I want to say something to you." His voice commanded their instant
attenti