HIS COUNTRY'S NEED For full five miles they rode in unbroken silence, the Superintendent going before with head pressed down on his breast and eyes fixed upon the winding trail.

A heavy load lay upon him.

True, his immediate sphere of duty lay along the line of the Canadian Pacific Railway, but as an officer of Her Majesty's North West Mounted Police he shared with the other officers of that force the full responsibility of holding in steadfast loyalty the tribes of Western Indians.

His knowledge of the presence in the country of the arch-plotter of the powerful and warlike Sioux from across the line entailed a new burden.

Well he knew that his superior officer would simply expect him to deal with the situation in a satisfactory manner.