eford,
Prince Albert, Fort Pitt and Fort Carlton. But Carlton is naturally a
very weak post and is practically of little use to us. True, it guards
us against those Willow Crees and acts as a check upon old Beardy."

"A troublesome man, that Kah-me-yes-too-waegs--old Beardy, I mean. It
took me some time to master that one," said Inspector Sanders, "but then
I have studied German. He always has been a nuisance," continued the
Inspector. "He was a groucher when the treaty was made in '76 and he has
been a groucher ever since."

"If we only had the men, just another five hundred," replied the
Commissioner, tapping the map before him with his finger, "we should
hold this country safe. But what with these restless half-breeds led by
this crack-brained Riel, and these ten thousand Indians--"

"Not to speak of a couple of thousand non-treaty Indians roaming the
country and stirring up trouble," interjected the Inspector.

"True enough," replied the Commissioner, "but I would have no fear
of the Indians were it not for these half-breeds. They have real
grievances, remember, Sanders, real grievances, and that gives force to
their quarrel and cohesion to the movement. Men who have a conviction
that they are suffering injustice are not easily turned aside. And
these men can fight. They ride hard and shoot straight and are afraid of
nothing. I confess frankly it looks very serious to me."

"For my part," said Inspector Sanders, "it is the Indians I fear most."

"The Indians?" said the Commissioner. "Yes, if once they rise. Really,
one wonders at the docility of the Indians, and their response to fair
and decent treatment. Why, just think of it! Twenty years ago, no,
fifteen years ago, less than fifteen years ago, these Indians whom we
have been holding in our hand so quietly were roaming these plains,
living like lords on the buffalo and fighting like fiends with each
other, free from all control. Little wonder if, now feeling the pinch of
famine, fretting under the monotony of pastoral life, and being
incited to war by the hot-blooded half-breeds, they should break out
in rebellion. And what is there to hold them back? Just this, a feeling
that they have been justly treated, fairly and justly dealt with by the
Government, and a wholesome respect for Her Majesty's North West Mounted
Police, if I do say it myself. But the thing is on, and we must be
ready."

"What is to be done, sir?" inquired Sanders.

"Well, thank God, th