e to Take Advantage, Cracker Attempts a Theft and Gets a Clip on the Snout, and Billy Topsail and Ted

was a capable chap in his native environment. And what natural aptitude he possessed for looking after himself in emergencies had been developed and made more courageous and acute by the adventurous life he had lived-as anybody may know, indeed, who cares to peruse the records of those incidents as elsewhe

ar, gray sky thickening to drab and black, past noon; a puff of southerly wind and a slosh of rain; a brisk gale, lightly touched with frost, running westerly, with snow, in a close, encompassing c

mage done; it was nothing

dogs run in individual traces-viewed the spill with shamefaced amusement. Yet Billy Topsail was confused and lost. Snow and dusk were impenetrable; the barricades and cliffs of Ginger Head,

nough; a man proceeds confide

d. The thing concerned them nearly. What the mischief was the matter? Something was up! Here was no mere pause for rest. The man was m

Camp for the night? Food? What next, anyhow? It was snowing. Thick weather, this! Thick's bags-this palpable dusk! No man could see his way in a gale like this. A man had his limitations and customs. This man w

ew man going to sta

nterest. What would happen to Cracker? Wait and see! Follow Cracker? Oh, wait and see, first, what happened to Cracker. And Cracker sniffed at the tumbled robes. The pack lifted its noses and sniffed, too, and

ut. "Keep the brutes down! Keep un down-ecod!-an' no trouble would come of it." And down went Cracker. He leaped away and bristled, and snarled, and crawled,

acker curled up and s

e t' Ginger Head,"

no,

the Scotchman's Brea

south o' that

is

e

top the night where we is

wisht we was over the barricades an' safe as

't timid

My moth

s a bit ti

But my mother says t

wee bi

night afore. An' my mother says if the wind b

does. Now you listen t' me: I got bread, an' I got 'lasses, an' I got tea, an' I got a kettle. I got birch all split t' hand, t' save the weight of an axe on the komatik; an' I got birch rind

renewed hi

wind would switch t' sea.

u mind ab

ther was cotched by the sn

e on the ice! Never you mind about the will o'

a thrill ran through the wide-mouthed, staring circle-and expire in disappointment. Interesting, to be sure: yet going into camp on the ice was nothing out of the way. The man would spend the night where

re was no release of authority. And when the circumstances of the affair, at last, had turned out to be usual in every respect, interest lapsed, as a matte

!" Billy Topsail scolded. "Y

e bread and tea and molasses stowed away where bread and tea and molasses best serve such little lads as he, was propped against the komatik, wrapped up in his dogski

dy Brisk riddles to rede; and Billy Topsail piped Teddy Br

on Pigeon

comes home

sh hung up

maggoty

tea for

duff fo

' tea fo

on Pigeon

mes home from

dark and driving mist of snow was chased out of m

picnic-a bright adventure; and Teddy B

" said he. "I jus'

b'y? I'm pr

-m! Yes, sirree! I'm havin' a

ad o' t

feels

e,

'm's w

, you

'm's s

t' sle

says, if

t that. I'll take ca

ight place, wouldn

I 'low

! You'd take

show yourself an old hand

; but my mo

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ll, my

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