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Title: The Frontiersman
A Tale of the Yukon

Author: H. A. Cody

Release Date: March 26, 2010 [EBook #31784]

Language: English

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THE FRONTIERSMAN

_A Tale of the Yukon_

BY

H. A. CODY

TORONTO:

WILLIAM BRIGGS

_Copyright, 1910,_

BY GEORGE H. DORAN COMPANY

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I Night in the Wilderness
II Abandoned
III The Grave in the Snow
IV "Where Is My Flock?"
V "For My Mother's Sake"
VI A Trick of Cowards
VII God's Gentlemen
VIII A Surprise
IX The Night Watch
X Constance Makes a Discovery
XI The Shot in the Night
XII The Uplift
XIII Pritchen Gets Busy
XIV The Unexpected Happens
XV The Summons
XVI The Miners' Meeting
XVII The Search
XVIII Yukon Jennie
XIX Caribou Sol
XX The Old Chief's Messenger
XXI Constance's Venture
XXII Old Pete
XXIII The Rumbling of the Storm
XXIV The Council
XXV The Light of the Cross
XXVI Guarded
XXVII Guided
XXVIII The Shadowed Glen
XXIX The Shining Trail
XXX The Consecration

THE FRONTIERSMAN

CHAPTER I

NIGHT IN THE WILDERNESS

Creek, swish! Creek, swish! hour after hour sounded forth the yielding
snowshoes as Keith Steadman, hardy northman and trailsman, strode
rapidly forward. For days he had listened to their monotonous music,
as he wound his devious way over valleys, plains, and mountain passes,
down toward the mighty Yukon River, pulsing on to the sea through the
great white silence.

There was snow everywhere. Snow on the river, sparkling like a million
diamonds; snow on the lakes, lying smooth and white. Snow on the
trees, hanging in beautiful, fairy-like clusters; snow on the
sun-kissed mountains, fleecy, golden, drifting. Snow, frosty, hard,
surrounding the traveller, pouring into his lungs at every breath,
clinging to his eyebrows, whitening his unkempt beard, and decorating
the furry fringes