? ? ? ? 'And thou, Kah-Chucte, who hast nor wife nor child?'
? ? ? ? 'Mine is a sister, the wife of the factor at Koshim. He beats her, and she is not happy. Give thou her the goods which are mine by the contract, and tell her it were well she go back to her own people. Shouldst thou meet the man, and be so minded, it were a good deed that he should die. He beats her, and she is afraid.'
? ? ? ? 'Are ye content to die by the law?'
? ? ? ? 'We are.'
? ? ? ? 'Then good-bye, my good comrades. May ye sit by the well-filled pot, in warm lodges, ere the day is done.'
? ? ? ? As he spoke he raised his rifle, and many echoes broke the silence. Hardly had they died away when other rifles spoke in the distance. Sitka Charley started. There had been more than one shot, yet there was but one other rifle in the party. He gave a fleeting glance at the men who lay so quietly, smiled viciously at the wisdom of the trail, and hurried on to meet the men of the Yukon.
? ? ? ? ONCE, WHEN THE NORTHLAND was very young, the social and civic virtues were remarkably alike for their paucity and their simplicity.
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