North of the Law (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1920. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER VII THE OUTLANDERS DISGRUNTLED, travel-soiled, in the illest of ill humours, Bruneau butted into the trading house at Mayo Landing on the evening of the day he parted with Dane. "Where's Taylor?" he asked of the young fellow in charge of the packed trading room. "Gone down the river. Who in blazes are you?" "Tak' wan look at me " commanded the voyageur, glowing. "That's Bruneau--Felix Bruneau," an old-timer warned the flippant clerk. "Don't get gay with him." "Oh, I see " exclaimed the clerk, sheepishly. "So you're the guide he's been swearing about " Felix grinned. "Mebbe I'm swearin', too. W'ere's dis chechahco party?" "Taylor's meeting them at the McQuesten. He'll come back with them on the steamer. She's due in the morning?" "Ba gosh, dat's somet'ing lak wan new treek for Taylor, ain't it? Who are dese chechahcos?" "I don't know, but they must have the coin, or the old man wouldn't spread himself that way. 'Tisn't every day in the year he puts himself out to meet people." "Dose chechahco benches always got more money dan sense," growled Felix, and he shuffled away for a much-needed sleep. Morning had not improved his temper. He sat upon the wharf in the warm sun, puffing at a pipe which failed to draw. When the shallow draft steamer swung up, with her siren announcing her arrival to those within miles, Bruneau stared at her moodily, hating her because she was bringing his troubles to him. But a voice from the rail, as the steamer swung in to the wharf, scattered his morose reflections. "Hello, Felix " it called. "Hello, you sun dog. By George, but you're tanned like an Indian " "Bon Dieu " gasped the voyageur. He jumped for the gangplank and gripped the hand of Admiral Mavor whose clean-shaven, whitemoustached face grinned into his own brown one. "T...