Snow-blind is an adventure novel by Albert M. Treynor set in the Canadian North. It opens with a radio broadcast to a remote Royal Canadian Mounted Police outpost, where Sergeant Buck Tearl is stationed. The novel features Mounties in a harsh winter landscape, and is worth listening for its classic adventure atmosphere and sense of place.
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Opening of the book
SNOW-BLIND BY ALBERT M. TREYNOR AUTHOR OF HANDS UP title page logo GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS NEW YORK Copyright, 1928, 1929 By ALBERT M. TREYNOR Published, February, 1929 Second printing, April, 1929 PRINTED IN THE U. S. A. CONTENTS I “Are You There?” II After Many Years III Dismal Trail IV A Ghostly Voyageur V The Girl in Handcuffs VI The Great Owl Murder VII In the Royal Scarlet VIII Follow On IX Grandfather’s Red Blankets X Always Fire First XI “Saut Sauvage” XII Sergeant in Command XIII Last-stand Outpost XIV Squatter’s Rights XV The Night Harriers
XVI
The Honorable Murderer
XVII
Vanishing Footprints
XVIII
The Man Hunters
XIX
Lost Loot
XX
Scarlet and Gold
XXI
Heading North
XXII
Oogly
XXIII
Brothers-in-Arms
XXIV
There Were Three
XXV
Inspector Tearl
XXVI
One Whole Man
XXVII
Hell Bent
XXVIII
Snow-blind
XXIX
Cocky-bird
SNOW-BLIND
CHAPTER I
“ARE YOU THERE?”
“This,” said the bland voice on the air, “is Station WBZ, Springfield,
Massachusetts, broadcasting greetings from the home folks to the faradvanced outposts of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. I have a letter for
Sergeant
Buck
Tearl
at
Port-o’-Prayer
in
North
Saskatchewan. Good evening, Sergeant. Are you there?”
And then the message went into space on the waves of the ether.
Like a ripple on a pond, widening to the shores, the voice ranged all directions to reach an audience half a world away. It was heard, no doubt, by many lonesome chaps with ear-phones clamped to their heads: trappers in snow-buried shacks, scattered over a hundred thousand miles of forest and mountain and blizzard-scourged tundra; factors and bush-rovers at the remotest fur-factories; whalers in stout ships, nipped in the polar drift; frost-bitten policemen in barrack and camp, stationed here and there in the great midnight around the curve
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