Frank L Packard

Crime Report No. 872 By Frank L. Packard. Lachine, Que. From the Fonds of Frank L. Packard in the Library and Archives Canada. No publication found./drf Stillwoods.Blogspot.Ca          December 2018. Chapter I. “I would like the detail, inspector,” The speaker, sitting with one leg crossed over the other, was a man of tremendous physique, muscular and hard, not an ounce of superfluous flesh upon him. The dark hair, slightly tinged with gray was closely cropped upon a head that even for a man of his great build, seemed at first glance, disproportionately large. The face was aggressive in its expression, the eyes, close together and very black, had a trick of narrowing into little slits as the eyelids almost closed over them in moments of preoccupation. The nose was sharply bent, and across the bridge was a deep hollow, as though a groove had been seamed out by some peculiar means. A long untrimmed moustache drooped over the mouth and...

According to Law by Frank L. Packard, Lachine, P. Q., Canada From The Fonds of Frank L. Packard at the Library and Archives, Canada. Published in The Blue Book Magazine, v10 #6, April 1910./drf Stillwoods.Blogspot.Ca Chapter I. “Him?” Staff Sergeant Paxley of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police would say when questioned. “Lord! I dunno. None of us knows. I found him on the trail south of MacLeod. A shaver of nine or ten he was then, an’ pretty sick at that. So I ups an’ totes him into barracks, an’ the O. C., Stavely that was, you mind, an’ a blamed good sort, he says, says, he, ‘Constable Paxley’— that was before I had my stripes— ‘we’ll keep the boy, an’, please God, we’ll make a man of him, too.’ You see, we never got no inquiries for lost kids that would fit his description, an’ as for him, when he got over the brain fever, he didn’t remember a blessed thing, an’ there was nothin’ to go by but a bit of gold chain, which wasn’t much. So we named him MacLeod after the f...