awoke at the same time, having a premonition of trouble. Scotty was trying to give him the slip, for he already saw in him a dangerous rival. But as good fortune willed it, Dick was enabled to get his team ready and follow a few minutes after Scotty, so he was safe on that score for the present. The trail was now much rougher than it had been the night before.
The sled bumped and scraped over the uneven snow. Running behind the sled here was also difficult. The footing was very uneven and one had to rest his weight on the handlebars of the gee pole and be prepared to support half his weight on the pole if he stepped into a hole. It was so dark it seemed fairly sticky. Without Scotty to lead and Silversheene to follow, Dick felt that he would be hopelessly lost in a very few miles, but do what he would, the wary Scotchman could not break Silversheene's hold on the tail of his sled.
About midnight they came to Gold Gulch and here for several miles the trail led along
