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James Douglas signed the articles and became members of Oregon's Provisional Government.
"I don't see that we could do anything else," said the doctor, snuff-box in hand, a few days later. "I am glad the suspense is over, James. If we must live with these Americans we must live in peace."
"Yes," agreed Douglas. "The property is safe now. The fact that England paid no attention to your appeal for protection justifies the step we have taken."
"I am glad they elected you Judge of this Vancouver district," added the doctor. "That was handsomely done."
Just then the gate-keeper stuck his head in at the door.
"Eh, what, Bruce? "said the doctor, rising. "Ogden back from England, and strangers, did you say? "
Dr. McLoughlin turned and met face to face the scarlet coats and gold lace of two English officers advancing up the steps.
"Lieutenant William Peel, son of Sir Robert Peel, Prime Minister of England," said Peter Skeen Ogden, advancing and introducing the taller one, a fine young fellow, well bronzed, who advanced to meet the doctor.
With quite colorless face Dr. McLoughlin shook hands with the Premier's proxy so suddenly set down on the Columbia.
"Captain Parke of the Royal Marines," turning to the other.
Captain Parke handed Dr. McLoughlin a pack of credentials.
The doctor's color rose as he broke the royal seal and read.
"What! What! What! Brother of the Earl of Aberdeen here with a fleet to protect us?"
