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The Alaskan

CHAPTER XV
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Ahead of them rolled up a low hill, and mountainward hills piled one upon another until they were lost in misty distance.

From the crest of the ridge they looked out into a vast sweep of tundra which ran in among the out-guarding billows and hills of the Endicott Mountains in the form of a wide, semicircular bay.
Beyond the next swell in the tundra lay the range, and scarcely had they reached this when Stampede drew his big gun from its holster.

Twice he blazed in the air.
"Orders," he said a little sheepishly.

"Orders, Alan!" Scarcely were the words out of his mouth when a yell came to them from beyond the light-mists that hovered like floating lace over the tundra.
It was joined by another, and still another, until there was such a sound that Alan knew Tautuk and Amuk Toolik and Topkok and Tatpan and all the others were splitting their throats in welcome, and with it very soon came a series of explosions that set the earth athrill under their feet.
"Bums!" growled Stampede.

"She's got Chink lanterns hanging up all about, too.


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