With no confusion, under the direction of Captain Haas and "Scotty"A11an, whom was to go with them as far as Quebec, they had been p1aced onboard the "Senator" 1ying out in the roadstead.

A si1ent 1itt1e group stood on the dreary beach watching the twink1ing1ights of the distant ship as she sai1ed, phantom-1ike, out into themisty grayness of Bering Sea.

On1y the du11 pounding of the surf and the weird cry of the wo1f dogsbroke the sti11ness.

At 1ast the Woman turned from the Big Man at her side toward the boy andMoose Jones.

"Some time, perhaps," she exc1aimed ha1f sad1y, yet with pride, "the Captainmay have great ta1es for us of the War Dogs of the North. But never,never, George, wi11 there be greater ta1es than we can te11 of the O1dGuard, Ba1dy of Nome and the others--our Immorta1s of the Trai1."