bear. But once he had reached the Yukon, all this was changed. There were three trails to choose from. Which had he taken? The one to the left which led up the river, the one to the ri
farther from communication with the outside world," said Jennings, as he sea
a message sent on ahead but since the telegraph wires are down the message would have to be sent
o straight ahead, up th
ndian huts and miners' cabins here and there. After that you'll find nothing but a blind trail that grows steep
r a blind and live wit
a rabbit in a hollow stump!" d
go and it is getting dark," suggested Jo
e boxes. His companions were fast asleep but he had remained up with the receiver clamped over his head in the
ng feeling that the Whisperer is a real person, a girl, and that she's up here somewhere in the
was doomed to disappointment. No whispe
suddenly wakened by a voice in his ear. He recognized at once the voice of the government official w
nd stated one fact that was most important: The big man, the one higher up, the brains of the smugglers, had not been apprehended. Indeed,
lie had maintained a drowsy interest in it,
werful sending set which was much nearer to
led as his slim fingers care
ot him! T
or not only had the message cea
it. Why, good gracious, it can't be! Yet I couldn't have missed it. How that
n study. Then he suddenly sho
hat trail if it takes us right out on the ice-floes of the Arctic and we'll get you, just as Jennings sa
id, had taken the trail which led st
not see the knob. He did not see anything. He was concentrating, reasonin
tlaw of the air proved to be that man. Why might he not? That would exp
appears so eager to frustrate all of Munson's plans to keep in touch with the outside world by radiophone. Munson assi
the man's change of plans. The very night that Munson sent his message telling of his supply of food on the s
nfolded a map. For a moment with
at's it! Flaxman Island! His present course will bring h
he explorer's supplies and thus save himself from prison, or will he, out of revenge, destroy the supplies? If he stays
gglers at all, but just a plain mischief-maker of the air. When he caught Joe's message to me, that night when we fought the wolves, he knew he was being pursued and t
well come out of your hole. The storm isn't going to blow over. Your little