ay received the news with pounding
es, “Look’s like Minoska’s our man,”
sazed at Black. “I’m wiring the O.C.,
sme down, pronto, and bring a warrant.
<s like we've got this whole thing in the
» Exultantly he threw his yellow-
yed leg over the back of his roan and
-red towards the nearest telegraph office.
thudding back to the cabin used as a
porary barracks, Day leapt from his
e, turned it into the stable, looked to his
arms and signed to his companion.
me on,” he told him, “we're going to
‘aniuk’s place to arrest Minoska on
sicion of murder.”

1n hour later they stepped warily
ugh the door of the cabin where Min-
. was reported to live. Stefaniuk, a
rthy Galician, appeared on the thres-
|, his face convulsed with fury as the
‘ers shouldered past. “What for you
e here?” his lips drew back over yellow
h in a leer of hate. “Me don’t know
ning.”

We don’t want you—we’re looking for
¢ Minoska,” Day told him grimly.

Sut Mike Minoska had completely and
rly disappeared.

Vhen interpreter Duffus, the famed
-er who'd smoked Ernest Cashel—the
rious Jesse James of Alberta—from his
and sent him to the scaffold, descended
n Yavo next morning, accompanied by
Lbitten Staff Sergt. Prime, a jolt
ited them. The coroner had beaten them
he draw. After a hurried post-mortem
charred bodies of the victims had been
rred, and burial certificates issued to the
tives.

Recall those burial certificates immed-
ly,” thundered the Inspector. “Leave
post-mortem open and serve a notice
- an inquest will be held later. Burying

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Mounties checked up on the time it would have taken for the suspect to have accomplished his sinister
design. Again there was the same discrepancy in time.

those bodies with only a hurried post-
mortem, and issuing those burial certificates
is a little too swift for comfort. Where’s
this Mike Minoska?”

“He’s under arrest, sir,’ Const. Day
saluted. “Picked him up as he was boarding
a train for Regina.” :

Mike Minoska, a truculent, husky man
of 25, with wavy blonde hair, and a steely
hardness'in the eyes which lent colour to
the terrible suspicions his own threats had
aroused, met the Inspector’s barrage of
questions with level gaze and a jaunty atti
tude of defiance. A

“Yes, mister,” his blue eyes flashed, “it’s
true I had plenty trouble with my wife,
Pauline. She wants all the time to take
orders from her mother. I have plenty
trouble with that Ledur, too. He’s borrow
a $100 from me for buy a binder and he’s
refuse to pay me back.”

“You were convicted of carrying a re-
volver, and you were heard to threaten the
lives of the entire Skelov family,” the In-
spector’s eyes bored into the unflinching
orbs of the farmer.

a OER

“I'm get in trouble for carrying that re-
volver,” snarled Minoska, “but I’m not start
for carry it till Ledur he’s threaten to kill
me. I’m have lots of trouble with that
Skelov bunch and I’m say crazy things,
many crazy things, but,” he bridled with re-
newed anger, “I’m tell you again I’m not do
that thing. Somebody else he set those fires
and kill them.” Mike’s mouth set in an ob-
stinate line, and all attempts to break down
his statements proved unavailing.

He hadn’t been near either Skelov’s or
Belek’s place that night, he insisted. In fact
he hadn't set foot inside Ledur’s for over a
year. After leaving Lycheluk and Stalinka
at 11.30 at the forks of the trail he'd gone

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