Chapter I: Front Matter

CONNIE MORGAN IN
ALASKA

BY
JAMES B. HENDRYX

AUTHOR OF
"THE PROMISE," "THE LAW OF THE WOODS," ETC.

_ILLUSTRATED_

G.P. PUTNAM'S SONS
NEW YORK AND LONDON
The Knickerbocker Press

COPYRIGHT, 1916
BY
J.B. HENDRYX

Made in the United States of America

CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE

I.--SAM MORGAN'S BOY 1

II.--THE TEN BOW STAMPEDE 16

III.--THE NEW CAMP 30

IV.--PARTNERS 41

V.--ON THE TRAIL OF WASECHE 54

VI.--THE MEN OF EAGLE 70

VII.--IN THE LILLIMUIT 91

VIII.--WASECHE BILL TO THE RESCUE 105

IX.--THE WHITE DEATH 120

X.--THE _IGLOO_ IN THE SNOW 141

XI.--ON THE DEAD MAN'S LONELY TRAIL 156

XII.--IN THE HEART OF THE SILENT LAND 169

XIII.--O'BRIEN 185

XIV.--THE ESCAPE FROM THE WHITE INDIANS 203

XV.--O'BRIEN'S CANS OF GOLD 219

XVI.--FIGHTING THE NORTH 234

XVII.--THE SNOW TRAIL 251

XVIII.--ALASKA! 269

XIX.--ON THE KANDIK 283

XX.--THE DESERTER 296

XXI.--MISTER SQUIGG 312

XXII.--THE MAN WHO DIDN'T FIT 325

ILLUSTRATIONS

PAGE

"Like his father before him, he was answering
the call of the gold" _Frontispiece_

"Making sure that the boy slept, he began
silently to assemble his trail pack" 42

"McDougall's prize _malamutes_ shot out on the
trail" 52

"When Connie opened his eyes, daylight had
vanished" 67

"What could one small boy do in the face of
the ultimatum of these men of the North?" 81

"My dad would have got out, and, you bet,
so will I!" 103

"Now, what d' yo' think of that! I'd sho' hate
fo' this heah rope to break!" 116

Connie Morgan "stared spellbound at the
terrible splendour of the changing lights" 136

"Waseche Bill attacked the hard-packed snow
with his axe" 149

"We'ah lost, kid. It's a cinch we cain't find
the divide" 154

"The boy's lips moved in prayer, the only one
he had ever learned" 166

"The two partners stared open-mouthed at the
apparition. _The face was white!_" 183

"With a palsied arm he motioned to O'Brien,
who stepped before him" 195

"The boy's fifteen-foot lash sang through the
thin air" 216

"As they passed between the pillared rocks
the Indians broke cover, hurling their
copper-tipped harpoons as they ran" 232

"You make me tired!" cried Connie. "Anybody'd
think you needed a city, with the streets all
numbered, to find your way around" 237

"Without waiting for a reply, Connie slipped
softly over the edge" 262

"Recklessly O'Brien rushed out upon the
glittering span of snow while Connie and
Waseche watched breathlessly" 272

"My dad followed British Kronk eight hundred
miles through the snow before he caught
him--and then--you just wait." 299

"Mechanically he drew the knife from its sheath
and dragged himself to the body of the
moose." 310

"Between them walked a little, rat-faced man.
The man was Mr. Squigg." 331

"Squigg slunk into the star-lit night." 337

Connie Morgan in Alaska