ILLUSTRATIONS 



I FIRED POINTBLANK INTO HER BREAST . . Frontispiece 



FACING PAGE 



HE HAD WRECKED SEVERAL GRASS HUTS .... 60 



THE GRASS PARTED AS THOUGH A SNOW-PLOUGH WERE 



BEING DRIVEN THROUGH IT . . . .96 



THE CANOE WAS LIFTED HIGH INTO THE AIR . . .188 



IT WORKED ITS TRIPLE SET OF FANGS BACKWARD AND FOR- 

 WARD IN A VAIN EFFORT TO BURY THEM IN MY HAND 230 



GROPING ALONG AND FEELING OUT EACH FROZEN FOOT- 

 PRINT 258 



HlS GUARDS BOUND HIS HANDS AND FEET . . . 270 

 THE WHIP-LASH ALL BUT CUT HIM IN THE FACE 298 



