Therese, whose lover, Clancy Marr, had her given a pelt, was wearing it with a two-fold pride. Yellowstone Dan, an outlaw, cast envious eyes upon it that day. Just as he was in the act of seizing it, there was a report, a puff of smoke and a thud. In the confusion little “Fawn Afraid,” the Indian girl, slipped out of the saloon. When Sergeant Jack Daniels of the R.M.P. arrived, Clancy Marr, who had picked up the gun which lay beside the body, was led away in custody. Therese returned in dismay to her cabin. But little “Fawn Afraid” followed her and declared that she, who had every reason to hate Yellowstone Dan. had fired the fatal shot. Therese lost no time in conveying the news to headquarters. She had hardly returned from this errand when Clancy Marr entered her cabin. He had escaped from his captor whom he imagined to be his rival, and left him at the bottom of the ravine with a fractured thigh. Little Therese’s eyes flashed scorn at her lover. She turned about and fled from his presence without further words. All night long she plodded through the woods, half guessing at the trail for the snow was falling fast. In the morning she came where the wounded sergeant lay. Through her tireless efforts the troopers were notified and the sergeant is brought back to her cabin. There it is learned that Yellowstone Dan was an outlaw and a reward offered for his body dead or alive. “Fawn Afraid” collects the reward and contritely leaves it on Therese’s table in compensation for the trouble she caused. Therese nurses the wounded man back to health. Clancy learns from his sweetheart a wholesome lesson in humanity and is cured of his groundless jealousy.