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Harry was coming along quick as he could, thinking about his supper, and the other fellow was crouching here, clawing his rifle and waiting until he came into the moonlight." The blood surged into Seaforth's forehead, and he clenched one hand. "The condemned villain! It was devilish," he said. Okanagan nodded gravely, and his rugged face was stern.
Seaforth was partly dazed when Okanagan dragged him to his feet, but, he could see that Alton lay very still with his face awry and that there was consternation in the eyes of his comrade. "Have we hurt you, Harry?" he said hoarsely. Alton groaned a little, and his lips moved once or twice before Seaforth caught any audible answer.
Then he slowly strolled away, but once the door closed behind him moved with quick resolute steps to his room. There he sat busy with pen and paper for several minutes, and then descending softly found Okanagan in the store. "Get your horse as quietly as you can, and ride in to the railroad with this message as if the devil was after you," he said. Okanagan stretched himself sleepily.
"You found nothing after I left you where the trail split tip?" he said. "No," said Okanagan. "Anyway, not for more than a mile. Ran into rock and gravel, and lost the trail. Crawled round in rings most of the day, and couldn't strike it again. Guess the beast swam the river and lit out for home."
Stern-wheelers, canoes, and miscellaneous craft could, with care, creep up from Langley to Hope and Yale; and the fares charged afforded a good revenue to the Hudson's Bay Company. Even when prospectors struck above Yale, on up to Harrison Lake and across to Lillooet, or from the Okanagan to the Thompson, the difficulties of transportation were soon surmounted.
Okanagan laughed softly. "Tolerably close on Somasco," he said. "I think they've heard us at the mill." Then as Seaforth listened, a shout came ringing across the glinting space before them that seemed curiously still. "Hold on. We're coming. Is that you and the others, Tom?" Okanagan laughed again, and the canoe stopped amidst the ice when the paddle fell from his hand.
"The fellow had long boots on with one heel down, and he stood right here waiting for Harry. Harry was coming along yonder with the deer, forty yards I make it, and he jumped when the fellow started shooting." "You think he did?" said Seaforth, slightly bewildered, and Okanagan laughed. "No, sir, I'm sure," he said. "I could show you where his heels went in if it would do you any good.
"Did you find the peg?" said Alton, and Okanagan swept his glance across the faces before him. Seaforth's expressed bewilderment, Alton's was grim. "I found one," said Seaforth "Julius Caesar's." "Yes," said Alton dryly. "There should have been another, and a horse that breaks his tether can't pull out the peg. Still, I don't think he broke it." "But," said Seaforth, "the thing is broken."
"You can tell Horton to send Thomson and Andersen across to watch the canon." Seaforth looked at the bushman, and his face was curiously grim. "You know who he is, Tom? We must have him at any cost, and I think it is my fault he got away." Okanagan laughed a little almost silent laugh that had no mirth in it. "If the boys can head him off from the railroad I'll find him sure," he said.
Young M'Loughlin, son of the famous John M'Loughlin of Oregon, coming up the Columbia overland from Okanagan to Kamloops with a hundred and sixty men, four hundred pack-horses and a drove of oxen, had three men sniped off by Indians in ambush and many cattle stolen. At Big Canyon on the Fraser two Frenchmen were found murdered.
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