So, we're back on the Canadian prairie around 1900. This time it's Alberta, I believe. Farmer Witham has worked like a dog for some six years. Initially, he'd had some success making a go of his homesteading, but the past three years resulted in complete disaster, three years of failed crops and all his livestock froze to death. So, he's at the end of his rope. Enter a local ne'er-do-well, Lance Corthorne. Corthorne comes from a line of English "gentlemen", but has been out in the "colonies", gambling, womanizing, and running illegal liquor across the border from Montana. Something like that.

Well, Corthorne and Witham are very much alike in physical appearance. So, Corthorne offers Witham a deal. For $100 (which was a lot of money in those days, especially to one who is down to his last kernel of wheat) he wants Witham to don his, i.e. Corthorne's clothes and ride Corthorne's well known, black horse across into Montana and stay there for a few weeks. He's to make himself sort-of known. The idea is the police will follow Witham, disguised as Corthorne, and leave Corthorne, disguised as Witham alone so that Corthorne can help direct his bootleggers. Something like that.

Witham, having nothing to lose, decides to take up the task offered (and the $100). The cops do chase him, but he manages to lose them. But, unfortunately for Corthorne, some cops also meet up with him, and one recognizes who he actually is, i.e. that he is not Witham. Well, that guy must be silenced, right?, so Corthorne shoots him and flees off and across a river. There are people on the bridge, so he cuts across the river, which is still covered in ice. The ice crumbles and horse and rider tumble into the frigid water, presumably dead. The horse is confirmed dead, but no human body is found.


Well, back in Montana, Witham, still pretending to be Corthorne, finds out about the murder and learns that the cops are looking for him. He also finds out that Corthorne has inherited a bit of an estate in Alberta in a British enclave known as Silverdale. Off he goes to Silverdale to make a go of it there, pretending of course, to be Corthorne.

Silverdale is run by Col. Barrington and his spinster sister, Miss Barrington. He also has a ward, his niece, Maude Barrington. Man oh man! is she a dish. At least that's what Witham thinks. It also seems that Corthorne's tract of land has been carved out of a larger tract, and all of it should have gone to Maude. Then too, Col. Barrington knows Corthorne by reputation, so is not exactly welcoming. Miss Barrington, however, was a great friend of Corthorne's mother and also believes that lost souls are redeemable.

So, Witham, pretending to be Corthorne, manages to make a go with the farming, but begins to feel rather a cad to be defrauding Maude out of a part of her inheritance. Also, because he's an impostor, he can't possibly declare his love. And so things get complicated. Can Col. Barrington learn to accept Witham/Corthorne? Can Witham/Corthorne come clean without losing all respect? Can the two, sort-of lovers become united? What was life like on the prairies back in olden times?

So much to learn/find out. It's well worth the read.

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