Sergeant Dick of the Royal Mounted Police

Sergeant John Dick, of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, was leading his horse up a steep and rugged gorge in the great southwest region of Canada. It was close by the United S...

With only one cartridge remaining in the magazine of his Mauser, which he preferred and was allowed to carry instead of a Ross rifle, Sergeant John Dick was thinking of falling...

“You will find it even stronger than it looks,” laughed Muriel Arnold. “My uncle has been quite ingenious, I consider, in the way he has fortified it. He has improved on Fenimor...

Aunt Kate gave him a swift, searching glance, then, evidently satisfied by her scrutiny, emitted a non-committal grunt and turned to help her niece to draw the gangboard in agai...

“It is what I expected and feared,” groaned Sergeant Dick; “the Indians of the Paquita Reservation have revolted over the delay of the Government in sending them the promised co...

She saw the ark lying almost broadside on, in the act of putting about, with her cousins and cousins-in-law helping each other on to the stern-quarter from the two canoes.

“Better that,” said Muriel, “than that they should kill the animals or burn them alive in the stable. Poor old Dobbin and Betty. I’ll never see you again, I expect.”

Though inwardly resenting Amos Arnold’s behavior and words, Sergeant Dick at once went to one of the windows in the front of the house, and thrust his rifle through the slit in...

Had the four defenders of the front of the “castle” been slain or disabled through the loopholes by Howling Wolf and his three companions, these would have got on the roof safel...

“Thousand furies! That varmint will carry off the scow if he’s not stopped. Help me unbar the door, quick, some of you! I’m going out to purvent it. You two girls, Bella and Deb...

“Right you are, sergeant!” Arnold answered; and, as the side of the ark bumped heavily against the verandah, the old man and his two sons vaulted hurriedly aboard, and dashed at...

Sergeant Dick’s automatic at once spoke rapidly; and, shot through the brain, three of the would-be invaders fell back from the bulwark, while the others, fearing the same fate,...

The Indians howled with baffled fury and concentrated their fire upon the open window of the “castle.” Several of their bullets actually frayed the rope, while others entered th...

Thus exhorted, the women, with many protests that they had been getting the supper ready as quickly as they could, set an appetizing stew on the table and all eleven of them sat...

His antagonist aimed a furious stroke at his head, but the blow missed through his falling, and the keen blade only bit deep into the mold beside his left ear.

Away to the southeast he could see the lake gleaming like a sheet of molten fire in the rays of the setting sun. Between him and it, as well as stretching all round as far as he...

In another minute Sergeant John Dick was standing on the western shore of the lake, looking across its dark waters at a bright light shining out in the middle of these, almost d...

Simultaneously, a shrill, peculiar, ear-piercing cry rang out close behind him. He wheeled--to see one of the wounded Ogalcrees kneeling, bleeding like a stuck pig from a wound...

Sergeant Dick, in vague suspicion that all was not as it should be on the ark, when no answer was returned to the second hail by the squatter and his wife, hurriedly bundled Mur...

The Indians, however, did not make another immediate rush, but opened a terrific fusillade upon the two open loops from the door and side-window of the ark’s cabin. The craft sw...

The first two, Amos yelling exultantly like any redskin, pumped bullets thick and fast, automatic in either hand, into the huddle of feather-plumed, half-shaven heads bobbing ab...

Sergeant Dick and Amos had no sooner shot the bolts on the inside of the bow door of the ark than they turned and made for the after-cabin, glancing about them as they did so in...

Sergeant Dick did not notice the startled, anxious glance that old Arnold gave him as they went back to the living-room. There they found a substantial meal spread for them.

The sky was overcast and there was no moon, as they set forth in two canoes, the one Sergeant Dick had come back in and one of the craft kept beneath the house.

Promptly the troopers swarmed forward from behind their horses, rushed to the side of the ravine, and began clambering up it. The majority of them chose a place where the cliff...

“It was Alf Arnold, the squatter of the lake, who told me of this underground passage,” said Sergeant Dick. “I see it has a concrete flooring. As sure as a button, inspector, Se...

Clearing them aside, Sergeant Dick put out his head. He saw a deep gully, or dried-up water-course, ascending at right angles to him, at a gentle gradient, between overhanging c...

In fact, save for an old stove, which was evidently a home-made contrivance, there was nothing to be found in either compartment, until Sergeant Dick said he would take a final...

Amos and Abner were each in the hands of half a dozen troopers in less time than it takes to relate. Then, as terrified screams burst from Muriel and Jenny, Abner gave vent to a...

As the words left her lips there came a loud “view-hallo!” from the direction of the southern end of the lake, and, glancing thitherwards, Sergeant Dick and Inspector Medhurst s...