HOT stuff from the frozen north is the proper tag for this book. And if wild Indians, forest fire, murders, gold mines, a lovely girl and a horrible secret, all mixed up together in the "devil's own country" don't promise enough excitement, you're hard to please in that line.
You know that there's something mysterious about Allan Nowbray's death on his Bell River trading trip, and there's an unsolved secret in young Alec's tragic end on the dance floor at Leaping Horse,--but you can't really believe that fat, tubby Murray McTavish is at the bottom of it all 'till he's hunted down in his crookedness by John Kars, the most powerful man in the gold country.
methods. The work was no longer possible single-handed. The claims of the trail suddenly increased, and both husband and wife saw that their prospects had entirely outgrown their calculations.
Forthwith long council was taken between them. Either the trail, with its possibilities, which had suddenly become an enormous factor in their lives, or the store at the Fort, which was almost equally important, must be abandoned, or a partner must be found and taken. Allan Mowbray was not the man to yield a detail of the harvest he had so laboriously striven for. So decision fell upon the latter course.
Murray McTavish was not twenty-five when he arrived at the Fort. He was a man of definite personality and was consumed with an abundance of determination and resource. His inclination to stoutness was even then pronounced. But above all stood out his profound, concentrated understanding of American commercial methods, and the definite, almost fixed smile of his deeply shining eyes.
There was never