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    THE SHOOTING OF DAN McGREW

    _A Novel_


    BY
    MARVIN DANA

    Author of WITHIN THE LAW, etc.


    BASED ON THE FAMOUS POEM OF
    ROBERT W. SERVICE

    PROFUSELY ILLUSTRATED WITH SCENES
    FROM THE PHOTO PLAY

    NEW YORK
    GROSSET & DUNLAP
    PUBLISHERS



    Copyright, 1915, by
    BARSE & HOPKINS



    THE ILLUSTRATIONS SHOWN IN THIS EDITION ARE REPRODUCTIONS OF SCENES
    FROM THE PHOTO-PLAY OF "THE SHOOTING OF DAN MCGREW"--SCENARIO BY
    AARON HOFFMAN--PRODUCED AND COPYRIGHTED BY THE POPULAR PLAYS AND
    PLAYERS CO. INC., TO WHOM THE PUBLISHERS DESIRE TO EXPRESS THEIR
    THANKS AND APPRECIATION FOR PERMISSION TO USE THE PICTURES.




[Illustration: EDMUND BREESE AND COMPANY IN "THE SHOOTING OF DAN
McGREW."]




THE SHOOTING OF DAN McGREW


  Produced by
  THE POPULAR PLAYS AND PLAYERS, Inc.

  Scenario by
  AARON HOFFMAN



CAST OF CHARACTERS


    Jim                            EDMUND BREESE
    Dan McGrew                     WILLIAM MORSE
    Lou                            KATHRIN ADAMS
    Nell                             BETTY RIGGS
    Jack Reeves                    WALLACE SCOTT
    Sam Ward                       JAMES JOHNSON
    The Sheriff                      JACK AUSTEN
    Fingie Whalen                    JACK MURRAY
    Caribou Bill                     BILL COOPER
    Harry, the Dog Man                   HIMSELF




THE SHOOTING OF DAN McGREW




CHAPTER I


A clatter of hoofs on the gravel of the driveway. A shout from the rider
as he swung himself down from the saddle:

"Lou!"

A woman came swiftly from the cool shadows of the porch into the
brilliance of the summer sunlight, to meet the man who now advanced
toward her with fond, smiling eagerness.

The two kissed very tenderly, for they were lovers still, after seven
years of married life. The delicate rose of the wife's cheeks deepened a
little under the warmth of the husband's caress, and the graciously
curving lips trembled to a smile of happiness as she looked up into the
strong face of the man she loved. In the slightly rugged features, she
read virility and honesty and loyalty. An exquisite contentment pervaded
her. She felt that the cup of joy was brimming. Husband and child and
home--!

Her train of thought was broken by the man's words, spoken quickly in a
tone that mingled curiously amusement and chagrin:

"Dangerous Dan! He's coming, Lou! He's buried the hatchet, and is coming
to visit us. Dangerous Dan McGrew! Now, what do you think of that?" He
waited for an answer, staring quizzically into the suddenly perturbed
face of his wife.

"My rival!" he added whimsically, albeit a bit complacently.

"Never!" the wife declared with emphasis. A note of harshness had crept
into the music of her voice. "Never your rival, Jim, though he tried to
be." The earnestness of utterance gratified the man, in whom a vague,
latent jealousy stirred at thought of that other who had loved where he
loved. But there was no gratification in the new mood of the woman.
Instead, a subtle dread touched her spirit. The contentment of a moment
before was fled. There was nothing precise, nothing formulated, in her
thoughts. Only, something sinister, menacing, pressed upon her. She
welcomed the distraction afforded by her daughter's appearance on the
scene.

The girl came running from the gardens behind the ranch-house and sprang
into her father's arms with a cry of delight.

To her six years, his frequent rides to the village ten miles away were
in the nature of great events, and she welcomed each return as if from
long and perilous voyaging. Moreover, there was always an added thrill
for Nell in her father's home-coming, because of the mysterious charm in
the gift that never failed. To-day, indeed, the present was destined to
mark her life; even to be of vital import in a crisis of distant years.

No hint of the gravity of things-to-be shadow