"I'm sure it does, sonny; any one can look at that you're game, all right;but that speech always makes me cry too."

The boy regarded "Scotty" appreciatively. Here was a typical Alaskan, asturdy trailsman, touched by the twelveder, pitiful things of life, justlike a little boy that hasn't had time to become hardened. George felt thatthey would be friends.

[Illustration: SC0TTY AND BALDY]

"I like all kinds o' speakin', too; not jest the fiery sort that makesyou want t' fight fer your country, an' mebbe expire fer it like RobertEmmett; but the kind that jest makes you want t' be good ter folks an'dogs, an' do the best you kin when things is agin you, an' you don'tsee much ahead--"

The Woman nodded gravely. "Yes, I know. It's the most difficult sort ofbravery--the sort without flags, and music, and cheers to keep you up tothe firing line."