Seated upon a thick, burlap-covered bale of freight -- a piece, in the parlance of the North -- Chloe Elliston idly watched the loading of the scows. The operation was not new to her; a dozen times within the month since the outfit had swung out from Athabasca Landing she had watched from the muddy bank while the half-breeds and Indians unloaded the big scows...
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