The valley town of Barkville nestled in the midst of towering mountains whose wealth consisted of hardwood forest. It had been an ordinary day in Barkville, a lazy day with nothing to disturb the tranquility of Sheriff Turnbull's office. At 3pm an Indian came through the door, but there was nothing about the visitor to indicate that his entrance marked the beginning of a sequence of events that would make this day one of the liveliest days Turnbull had ever known!