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Author of "With Wolseley to Kumasi" "Jones of the 64th" "With Roberts to Candahar" "A Soldier of Japan" "Roger the Bold" &c. &c.
LONDON: BLACKIE & SON, LIMITED THE COPP CLARK COMPANY, LIMITED TORONTO
[Illustration: STEVE AND MAC CAPTURING THE FRENCH GUNS]
_Copyright, 1908, in the United States, America, by H. M. Caldwell Co._
_Published simultaneously in Great Britain and the United States._
STEVE AND MAC CAPTURING THE FRENCH GUNS _Frontispiece_ 220
"THE INDIAN WAS UPON HIM, HIS KEEN TOMAHAWK GLEAMING IN HIS HAND" 36
"'COME NEARER THAT I MAY KILL YOU EASILY,' HE SAID" 65
"STEVE RESTED HIS BARREL IN THE FORK OF A DWARFED TREE" 125
STEVE AND MAC DISCOVER THE WOUNDED FRENCH OFFICER 235
"WHEN HE CAME TO HIMSELF AGAIN, HE WAS BEING CARRIED ON THE SHOULDERS OF FOUR INDIANS" 253
"WE SEEK A PALE FACE WHO HAS BROKEN AWAY FROM THE CITY" 312
"IN ANOTHER SECOND HE HAD BAYONETTED THE FRENCHMAN" 349
MAP OF CANADA AND OUR AMERICAN COLONY IN 1755 137
MAP OF THE TRIANGULAR ROUTE BETWEEN CANADA AND OUR AMERICAN COLONY, 1755 335
"Waal? What did yer see? Clear, I reckon."
Jim Hardman looked up swiftly as a couple of tall figures came silently into the clearing in the centre of which the camp fire burned, and he paused for a moment in the task which occupied him. He was squatting on his heels, after the fashion of the Indians and of all backwoodsmen, and was engaged in cleaning the long barrel of his musket, turning the weapon over with loving care, as if it were a child to whom he was devoted. Indeed Jim had no more faithful friend or servant. For this long musket had been his companion on many and many a hunting and prospecting expedition during the past twenty years. He scarcely ever laid it down, but carried it the day long, usually ready in his hands, or when the times were peaceful and quiet, slung across his slender shoulders. Jim could tell tales of how this faithful weapon had brought down buffalo and deer and many another animal, and had helped him to gather the stores of skins in exchange for which he obtained those few luxuries which his simple nature needed. In his more communicative moods he could narrate how the bullets which he had moulded with the aid of a hot camp fire and a supply of lead had been directed against men, against the fierce Indian inhabitants of this Ohio valley, who for years past had waged a ceaseless and pitiless warfare against all white invaders of their old hunting grounds.
