The curious glow he had seen there before, however, grew a trifle brighter in his companion's eyes.
"That," he said solemnly, "only the Almighty knows, but if we stop here there'll be an end of Harry.

Now, there are some folks in the old country who'd be sorry if you don't come back ?" Seaforth smiled a trifle bitterly.

"I don't think there are.

They had an opportunity of showing their affection before I came out to Canada, and didn't take it.

I found the best friend I ever had in this country--and as there seems no other way we'll try the canon." Okanagan sat down again, and hacked away with Alton's knife at a piece of redwood he was fashioning into a paddle.