Chapter XIX 
THE WOLVERENE: A Mean Northerner 
The air was crisp with autumn chill. The horses 
were not sweating, and his own woolen sweater felt 
comfortable, Billy Buck noticed. This was the North 
Country, near the great Dominion of Canada. Buck 
and Ginger and Uncle Ely were riding in a forest of 
tall evergreen trees when they came unexpectedly 
onto a log cabin. At once they were interested, be¬ 
cause they saw a huge man with a black beard feed¬ 
ing an animal in a cage. 
“ ’Alio!” called the man in friendly fashion. 
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