From 'The League of the Old Men' At the Barracks a man was being tried for his life. He was an old man, a native from the Whitefish River, which empties into the Yukon below Lake Le Barge. All Dawson was wrought up over the affair, and likewise the Yukon-dwellers for a thousand miles up and down. It has been the custom of the land-robbing and sea-robbing Anglo-Saxon to give the law to conquered peoples, and ofttimes this law is harsh. But in the case of Imber the law for once seemed inadequate and weak. In the mathematical nature of things, equity did not reside in the punishment to be accorded him. The punishment was a foregone conclusion, there could be no doubt of that; and though it was capital, Imber had but one life, while the tale against him was one of scores. In fact, the blood of so many was upon his hands that the killings attributed to him did not permit of precise enumeration. Smoking a pipe by the trail-side or lounging around the stove, men made rough estimates of the numbers that had perished at his hand.
* Also included in this volume are 'In the Forests of the North,' 'The Law of Life,' 'Nam-Bok the Unveracious,' 'The Master of Mystery,' 'The Sunlanders,' 'The Sickness of Lone Chief,' 'Keesh, the Son of Keesh,' 'The Death of Ligoun,' and 'Li Wan, the Fair.'
