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Updated: June 28, 2025


"Bob Smart," said Redding earnestly. "Yes," said Bob. "D'you know it strikes me that I ought to go down to the wreck to see how the McLeods are getting on."

Fortunately this road, just opposite to Jenkins Creek, where the McLeods had commenced their squatting operations, ran along the shore at some distance from the entrance to the creek, so that Redding could pass without encountering the newcomers, whom he was anxious to avoid until the question of the invasion of the Fur Company's rights was settled.

"It is my opinion," said Mr Gambart, as he carefully unfolded the plan, "that you may find the McLeods have trespassed somewhat on your reserves, for, if my memory serves me rightly, there is a small islet as you see here just in the centre of the creek, half of which belongs to you." "I see it," said the fur-trader, earnestly gazing on the dot which represented the said island.

At another time Bob Smart would not have been at all sorry to hear that the interloping McLeods had lost all their property, but now he was filled with pity, and asked Jonas Bellew with much anxiety what he thought was best to be done. "The best thing to do," said Bellew, "is to carry these men to the boat and have them up to the Cliff Fort without delay." "We'll set about it at once.

Hale, of course; and dear Mr. Sharp. I hope Ephraim will be well enough to come, too. Then there are the Winklers, from the mine; the McLeods, from their inn at Marion; and, maybe we've never had a Christmas without him maybe poor Antonio." "Well, all I say is if you ask him you needn't ask me. There wouldn't be room on this whole ranch for the pair of us." "Then, of course, it's you first.

It was between this rock and the south shore that the McLeods purposed to erect their dam when the ice should have cleared away, and here, in the meantime, the three men busied themselves in cutting and shaping the necessary timbers, and forming the rougher parts of the machinery of the mill.

He found them at Providence Ponds, which was a stopping place for drovers. Next morning he rose early, went to the stockyard with his gun, and waited till McDougall, who was manager for the McLeods, came out with his stockmen. When they approached the yard he said: "I shall shoot the first man who touches those rails to take my cattle out."

"Well, sir, I hope you'll find that they haven't overstepped the boundary," said Bellew, "because the McLeods look as if they'd be troublesome customers to deal with." The fur-trader made no reply.

When their pipes were emptied, Redding arose, and, turning his back to the fire, said: "Well, Bob Smart, this is the outcome of our cogitations. I am almost certain that these McLeods have taken up their quarters within the boundary of our Company's reserve lands, and if so, they must be routed out of their nest at once. Delay in such matters is often fatal.

I shall examine these plans, and if I find that our property has been invaded, then " "Death and confusion to the McLeods," interrupted Bob. "Well, perhaps that is the best thing to do; but the spring is well advanced. The thermometer stood high this morning. If a thaw should set in, you will find the walking in snow-shoes bad." "`If' is a word to which you attach too much importance, Bob.

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