many looked quite like himself. So this made him feel more at home than he would otherwise.
Gene led his dogs through the city and out to a low building where a friend kept a rude hotel. Here he left the dogs for the summer while he went inland upon a prospecting expedition. This was just a freak trip that he went on at a minute's hotice. His real object in coming to Alaska was to run a trucking, dog team between two Yukon towns, five hundred miles apart. He expected to make good money at this work. It was hard work, but it paid well and he had come north for gold.
The thing that Silversheene had the most difficulty in adjusting himself to in that far-away Alaskan country, was the summer time of perpetual sunshine. But he finally got used to it and would sleep whenever he felt like it.
One morning when Gene had been gone about a month Silversheene witnessed something that he never forgot. It taught him
