e you are!' I said, and knowing my man and determined to
take no chances, I ordered two constables to arrest him. At this the
Superintendent appeared.

"'Ah, Inspector,' he said, 'there is evidently some mistake here.'

"'There is no mistake, Superintendent,' I replied. 'I know this man. He
is wanted on a serious charge.'

"'Kindly step this way, Mr. Raven,' said the Superintendent, 'and you,
Inspector. I have something of importance to say to you.'

"And, by Jove, it was important. Little Thunder had broken his pledge
to Raven to quit the rebellion business and had perfected a plan for
a simultaneous rising of Blackfeet, Bloods, Piegans, and Sarcees next
month. Raven had stumbled upon this and had deliberately put himself
in the power of the Police to bring this information. 'I am not quite
prepared,' he said, 'to hand over this country to a lot of bally
half-breeds and bloody savages.' Together the Superintendent and he had
perfected a plan for the capture of the heads of the conspiracy.

"'As to that little matter of which you were thinking, Inspector
Dickson,' said my Chief, 'I think if you remember, we have no definite
charge laid against Mr. Raven, who has given us, by the way, very
valuable information upon which we must immediately act. We are also to
have Mr. Raven's assistance.'

"Well, we had a glorious hunt, and by Jove, that man Raven is a wonder.
He brought us right to the bunch, walked in on them, cool and quiet,
pulled two guns and held them till we all got in place. There will be no
rebellion among these tribes this year, I am confident."

And though it does not appear in the records it is none the less true
that to the influence of Missionary Macdougall among the Stonies and to
the vigilance of the North West Mounted Police was it due that during
the Rebellion of '85 Canada was spared the unspeakable horrors of an
Indian war.

It was this letter that deepened the shadow upon Cameron's face and
sharpened the edge on his voice as he looked in upon his hospital
friends one bright winter morning.

"You are quite unbearable!" said the little nurse after she had listened
to his grumbling for a few minutes. "And you are spoiling us all."

"Spoiling you all?"

"Yes, especially me, and--Nurse Haley."

"Nurse Haley?"

"Yes. You are disturbing her peace of mind."

"Disturbing her? Me?"

A certain satisfaction crept into Cameron's voice. Nothing is so
calculated to restore the poise of the male