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 rabbits as a pack. This was the greatest fun of all. To run the fleet-footed white denizen of the silences and finally catch and kill him, was their keenest sport.

Silversheene, with his knowledge of men and their ways, had led his little pack with great skill. They had foraged in the very camps of prospectors and escaped with their supplies unharmed. They had robbed the traps of the half-breed and Indian trappers with impunity. They had attacked the mongrel packs of Huskies which followed the small bands of Indians and had killed many of them.

Silversheene himself knew firearms, and he taught his pack to shun a man with a gun. He knew traps of all sorts and poison. He knew men and their trails. Several times they had trailed a dog team through the wilderness for several days.

Often they were able to lure away the team of dogs, kill, and eat them. This was a strange practice for Silversheene, the king of sled dogs. But he was, for the time