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Troop One of the Labrador by Dillon Wallace
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man who has an ordinary duty to perform, and is bent upon doing it to
the best of his ability.

"Don't you think you had better wait and start in the morning? It's a
nasty night to be out," Doctor Joe suggested. "'Twill be hard to make
your way to-night with the wind against you as well as the dark. If
you wait until morning it will give us time to talk things over."

"I'll not stop till I gets the silver," Eli stubbornly declared, "and
I'll get un or kill Injun Jake."

"See here, Eli," Doctor Joe laid his hand on Eli's arm, "your father
says he was not shot until sundown. Indian Jake was at our camp at
Flat Point within the hour after sundown. He never could have paddled
that distance against a down wind in an hour. The boys and I were four
hours coming over here from Flat Point Camp, and I know Indian Jake
could not have covered the distance in anything like an hour."

"'Twere some trick of his! He shot un and he took the silver!" Eli
insisted. "Good-bye, sir. I've got to be goin' or he'll slip away from
me."

"Be careful, Eli," Doctor Joe pleaded. "Don't shoot unless you're
forced to do so to protect yourself."

"'Twill be Injun Jake'll have to be careful," returned Eli as he
strode away in the darkness, and Doctor Joe knew that Eli had it in
his heart to do murder.

The night was pitchy black and a drizzling rain was falling, but Eli
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