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The Project Gutenberg eBook, Burned Bridges, by Bertrand W. Sinclair, Illustrated by Ralph P. Coleman
Title: Burned Bridges
Author: Bertrand W. Sinclair
Release Date: August 19, 2005 [eBook #16553]
Language: English
Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1
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He felt with an odd exaltation the quick hammer
of her heart against his breast. Frontispiece.
BURNED BRIDGES
BY
BERTRAND W. SINCLAIR
AUTHOR OF
NORTH OF FIFTY-THREE, Etc.
FRONTISPIECE BY RALPH P. COLEMAN
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS NEW YORK
Published, August, 1919
Reprinted, September, 1919
Reprinted, October, 1919
Reprinted, November, 1919
Reprinted, February, 1920
CONTENTS
- The First Problem
- The Man and His Mission
- The Deserted Cabin
- In Which Mr. Thompson Begins to Wonder Painfully
- Further Acquaintance
- Certain Perplexities
- A Slip of the Axe
- --And the Fruits Thereof
- Universal Attributes
- The Way of a Maid with a Man
- A Man's Job for a Minister
- A Fortune and a Flitting
- Partners
- The Restless Foot
- The World Is Small
- A Meeting by the Way
- The Reproof Courteous (?)
- Mr. Henderson's Proposition
- A Widening Horizon
- The Shadow
- The Renewed Triangle
- Sundry Reflections
- The Fuse—
- —And the Match That Lit the Fuse—
- —And the Bomb the Fuse Fired
- The Last Bridge
- Thompson's Return
- Fair Winds
- Two Men and a Woman
- A Mark to Shoot at
BURNED BRIDGES
CHAPTER I
THE FIRST PROBLEM
Lone Moose snaked its way through levels of woodland and open stretches of meadow, looping sinuously as a sluggish python—a python that rested its mouth upon the shore of Lake Athabasca while its tail was lost in a great area of spruce forest and poplar groves, of reedy sloughs and hushed lakes far northward.
The waterways of the North are its highways. There are no others. No wheeled vehicles traverse that silent region which lies just over the fringe of the prairies and the great Canadian wheat belt. The canoe is lord of those watery roads; when a man would diverge therefrom he must carry his goods upon his back. There are paths, to be sure, very faint in places, padded down by the feet of generations of Athabascan tribesmen long before the Ancient and Honorable Company of