The best men sought to join them, but by rival gangs and by men rejected from their ranks they were hated with deepest heart hatred.

But the men from Glengarry knew no fear and sought no favor.

They asked only a good belt of pine and an open river.

As a rule they got both, and it was peculiarly maddening to Black Hugh to find two or three miles of solid logs between his timber and the open water of the Nation.

Black Hugh had a temper fierce and quick, and when in full flame he was a man to avoid, for from neither man nor devil would he turn.