jumps. He is no leader
of lost causes."
At Morleyville they breathed a different atmosphere. They felt
themselves to be among friends. The hand of the missionary here was upon
the helm of government and the spirit of the missionary was the spirit
of the tribe.
"Any trouble?" enquired the Inspector.
"We have a great many visitors these days," said the missionary. "And
some of our young men don't like hunger, and the offer of a full feast
makes sweet music in their ears."
"Any sun-dances?"
"No, no, the sun-dances are all past. Our people are no longer pagans."
"Good man!" was the Inspector's comment as they took up the trail again
toward the mountains. "And with quite a sufficient amount of the wisdom
of the serpent in his guileless heart. We need not watch the Stonies.
Here's a spot at least where religion pays. And a mighty good thing for
us just now," added the inspector. "These Stonies in the old days
were perfect devils for fighting. They are a mountain people and for
generations kept the passes against all comers. But Macdougall has
changed all that."
Leaving the reservation, they came upon the line of the railway.
"There lies my old trail," said Cameron. "And my last camp was only
about two miles west of here."
"It was somewhere here that Raven fell in with you?"
"No, some ten miles off the line, down the old Kootenay trail."
"Aha!" said the Inspector. "It might not be a bad idea to beat up that
same old trail. It is quite possible that we might fall in with your old
friends."
"It would certainly be a great pleasure," replied Cameron, "to conduct
Mr. Raven and his Indian friend over this same trail as they did me some
nine months ago."
"We will take a chance on it," said the Inspector. "We lose time going
back the other way."
Upon the site of McIvor's survey camp they found camped a large
construction gang. Between the lines of tents, for the camp was ordered
in streets like a city, they rode till they came to the headquarters of
the Police, and enquired for the Superintendent. The Superintendent
had gone up the line, the Sergeant informed them, following the larger
construction gangs. The Sergeant and two men had some fifty miles of
line under patrol, with some ten camps of various kinds on the line and
in the woods, and in addition they had the care of that double stream of
humanity flowing in and flowing out without ceasing day or night.
As the Inspector stepped inside the Pol
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