The Mac's of '37; A Story of the Canadian Rebellion
John Price Brown
Paperback
(RareBooksClub.com, Sept. 13, 2013)
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 edition. Excerpt: ...you can't take my horse," said Jefi', moving towards the door. "You might get him in at the 'Bear's Paws,' at top of the street, perhaps." "Thank you." They went outside. "What's the game?" said Alick, in an undertone, as they adjourned to the shed where their horses were still standing. "Do people know his horse?" Jeff asked. "Yes, everybody in Toronto does. The grey mare with the black foot and the little man in the saddle are familiar objects there." "Well, the game may be a bold one; but we'll try it. There are a thousand pounds on MacKenzie's head, dead or alive--" "Only alive, I believe." "All the same, next to the man is his beast. Capture the one and you've got the other. To-night I shall ride MacKenzie's grey mare back to the city, if it takes a leg. There I shall tell the story, help the men to catch him, and get the reward. And after all is done I'll divvy u with you a little for putting me on the trac." "And a mighty small piece of business it will be, after all," said Alick, almost regretting the part he had taken in it. "Small, when there's one thousand pounds in it, and when the Government declares that he's a rebel not fit to live, and a demagogue who has done his best to drive the people to perdition. By jimminy, if I could put him into their hands, I'd be doing the country a service." "Yes, to the tune of a fortune." "Simply big job--big pay--the laborer worthy of his hire," Jeff answered with a low chuckle. "I suppose it would be better if he was out of the way," said Alick,...