mind you, this is
altogether a new thing with us."

For the next half hour as they rode westward toward the big hills,
steadily climbing as they went, the story of the disturbance in the
north country, of the unrest among the Indians, of the part played in
it by the Indian Copperhead, and of the appeal by the Superintendent to
Cameron for assistance, furnished the topic for conversation. The girl
listened with serious face, but there was no fear in the brown eyes, nor
tremor in the quiet voice, as they talked it over.

"Now let us forget it for a while," cried the doctor. "The Police have
rarely, if ever, failed to get their man. That is their boast. And they
will get this chap, too. And as for the row on the Saskatchewan, I don't
take much stock in that. Now we're coming to a view in a few minutes,
one of the finest I have seen anywhere."

For half a mile farther they loped along the trail that led them to the
top of a hill that stood a little higher than the others round about.
Upon the hilltop they drew rein.

"What do you think of that for a view?" said the doctor.

Before them stretched the wide valley of the Bow for many miles,
sweeping up toward the mountains, with rounded hills on either side, and
far beyond the hills the majestic masses of the Rockies some fifty miles
away, snow-capped, some of them, and here and there upon their faces
the great glaciers that looked like patches of snow. Through this wide
valley wound the swift flowing Bow, and up from it on either side the
hills, rough with rocks and ragged masses of pine, climbed till they
seemed to reach the very bases of the mountains beyond. Over all the
blue arch of sky spanned the wide valley and seemed to rest upon the
great ranges on either side, like the dome of a vast cathedral.

Silent, with lips parted and eyes alight with wonder, Moira sat and
gazed upon the glory of that splendid scene.

"What do you think--" began the doctor.

She put out her hand and touched his arm.

"Please don't speak," she breathed, "this is not for words, but for
worship."

Long she continued to gaze in rapt silence upon the picture spread out
before her. It was, indeed, a place for worship. She pointed to a hill
some distance in front of them.

"You have been beyond that?" she asked in a hushed voice.

"Yes, I have been all through this country. I know it well. From the top
of that hill we get a magnificent sweep toward the south."

"Let us go!" she cried