Excerpt from The Heart of Unaga Of insect life from the adjacent woods, a deep murmur from the sluggish tide Of the great Caribou River which drained the country for miles around. The occasional sigh that floated upon the air Spoke Of lofty pine crests bending under a light top breeze which refrained from disturbing the lower air. The night left the impression Of unbreakable peace, of human content, and a world where elemental storms were unknown. But the impression was misleading, as are all such impressions in nature's wild, and where the human heart beats strongly. There was no content in the grey eyes of the white man as he sat gazing into the heart Of the fire. Then, too, not one Of them but knew the cruel moods of the great Northland. A wonderful companionship existed between these men. It was something more than the companionship Of the long trail. They had fought the battle Of life together for eight long years, enduring perils and hard ships which had brought them an understanding and mutual regard which no diff erence in colour or education could lessen. For all the distinction Of the police Officer's rank and his white man's learning, for all the Indians were dark-skinned, uncultured products Of the great white outlands, they were three friends held by bonds which only the hearts Of real men could weld. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.