The Challenge of the NorthHendryx, James B. (James Beardsley)
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The Challenge of the North
Hendryx, James B. (James Beardsley)
Canada -- Fiction
"He can't bluff me. I served with the engineers in Russia."
"You'll be servin' with the devils in hell, too, if you don't quit
makin' enemies of men like Alex Thumb."
"They didn't use up _all_ the brains, when they made the Mounted,
Captain."
"_Corporal_'ll do me," corrected the officer. "I wasn't with the
engineers--in Russia. I was only in the trenches--in France."
As Downey slung his pack to his shoulders the following morning he
stepped close to Murchison. The trading room was deserted save for
those two, but the officer lowered his voice. "Wentworth ain't the
only one around here that needs watchin'," he said warningly.
"What do ye mean?"
"I mean your clerk ain't the fool he lets on he is. That room you put
me in was next to his. The chinkin's fallen out in spots, an' his
light was lit late, so I just laid in my bunk an' glued my eye to the
crack. He was readin'--an' enjoyin' what he read. He'd lay down the
book now an' then an' light a good briar pipe. I'd get a good look
into his face then, an' he's no more a fool than you or I. He's damned
smart lookin'. An' the books he had laid out on the table wasn't books
a fool would be readin'. He was careful to hide 'em away when he
rolled in--an' he cleaned his fingernails with a white handled dingus,
an' brushed his teeth, an' put the tools back in a black leather case
that had silver trimmin's. Believe me, there's somethin' comin' off
here between now an' summer, an' I'm goin' to ask for the detail!"
Murchison laughed. "Come on back, Downey, and you'll see the fun. An'
I ain't so sure you won't be needed in your official capacity. But
don't bother your head over Sven Larson. Remember this: it takes a
smart man to play the fool, an' play it right. That's why John McNabb
sent him up here. An' his name ain't Larson; it's Hedin. He's John's
right-hand man--an' if I mistake not someday he'll be his son-in-law."
"Oh, I'll be back all right," grinned Downey. "I've got a hunch that
maybe I'll be needed."
"Ye wouldn't be sorry to have to arrest Wentworth for some kind of
thievery, would ye, Downey? I could see ye distrusted him from the
moment ye laid eyes on him."
"U-m-m-m," answered Downey. "I was thinkin' more of, maybe, bringin'
in Alex Thumb--for murder."
A week later Murchison accompanied Wentworth upon a ten-day trip,
during the course of which they visited the proposed mill site, the
McNabb holdings, and a great part of the available pulp-wood territory
adjoining. With Murchison's help, Wentworth sketched a map of the
district that showed with workable accuracy the location of lakes and
streams, together with the location of Government and Hudson's Bay
Company lands. This done, he secured an Indian guide and proceeded to
lay out and blaze the route of the wagon road to the railway.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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