The Greater Power
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Bindloss Harold. The Greater Power
CHAPTER I. OVERBURDENED
CHAPTER II. THE TRAIL
CHAPTER III. WAYNEFLEET’S RANCH
CHAPTER IV. LAURA WAYNEFLEET’S WISH
CHAPTER V. THE FLOOD
CHAPTER VI. THE BREAKING OF THE DAM
CHAPTER VII. LAURA MAKES A DRESS
CHAPTER VIII. BY COMBAT
CHAPTER IX. GORDON SPEAKS HIS MIND
CHAPTER X. THE CALLING CAÑON
CHAPTER XI. THE GREAT IDEA
CHAPTER XII. WISBECH MAKES INQUIRIES
CHAPTER XIII. ON THE TRESTLE
CHAPTER XIV. IN THE MOONLIGHT
CHAPTER XV. MARTIAL’S MISADVENTURE
CHAPTER XVI. ACTON’S WARNING
CHAPTER XVII. AN EVENTFUL DAY
CHAPTER XVIII. TRANQUILLITY
CHAPTER XIX. NASMYTH HEARS THE RIVER
CHAPTER XX. NASMYTH GOES AWAY
CHAPTER XXI. THE MEN OF THE BUSH
CHAPTER XXII. NASMYTH SETS TO WORK
CHAPTER XXIII. THE DERRICK
CHAPTER XXIV. REALITIES
CHAPTER XXV. NASMYTH DECIDES
CHAPTER XXVI. ONE NIGHT’S TASK
CHAPTER XXVII. TIMBER RIGHTS
CHAPTER XXVIII. A PAINFUL DUTY
CHAPTER XXIX. A FUTILE SCHEME
CHAPTER XXX. SECOND THOUGHTS
CHAPTER XXXI. THE LAST SHOT
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A half-moon rose above the black tops of the pines, and a faint light, which the snow flung back, filtered down between the motionless branches upon the narrow trail that wound sinuously in and out among fallen trunks and thickets draped with withered fern, for the Siwash Indians passed that way when the salmon came up the rivers, and the path an Indian makes is never straight. Over and over again, an Indian will go around an obstacle through which the Bush-rancher would hew a passage. This is essentially characteristic of both, for the primitive peoples patiently fit their lives to their environment, while the white man grapples with unfavourable conditions, and resolutely endeavours to alter them.
Until daylight Nasmyth made a tolerable pace. He had been troubled with a curious lassitude and an unpleasant dizziness, but walking is considerably easier than rolling ponderous logs, and he knew that it was advisable for him to push on as fast as possible. At length, the dawn broke high up in a dingy grey sky, and he stopped to build a fire. It did not take long to boil a can of strong green tea, and to prepare a piece of doughy bread, with a little salt pork, for his breakfast. Then he wrapped one of his blankets around him and took out his pipe. He did not remember how long he sat there, but it was clear daylight when he noticed that the fire was burning out, and, somewhat to his annoyance, he felt curiously reluctant to get up again.
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The girl rose to help him, and–for she was strong–they stripped off most of Nasmyth’s garments and lifted him into the bunk in the next room. Then Gordon sent her for the blankets, and, when he had wrapped them round Nasmyth, he sat down and looked at her.
“Pneumonia,” he said. “Anyway, in the meanwhile, I’ll figure on it as that, though there’s what one might call a general physical collapse as well. Where did he come from?”
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