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      A lady like you.

      Thomas’s good opinion of her would quickly change if he knew the truth. As would the opinions of those in Treasure Creek who had befriended her in spite of her standoffish attitude. Tears clogged her throat. She wanted so much to draw close to them all, to be a true friend to them, but friendship meant questions and confidences that she dare not invite.

      Guilt, sorrow and regret formed a heavy weight in her chest, pressed down on her already aching heart. She did not truly belong with these good people. Certainly not with a man of faith and integrity like Thomas. She could only live on the fringe of their friendship, returning what help and service to them she could in exchange. She blinked the film of moisture from her eyes and stole a sidelong look at Thomas from beneath her lowered lashes. Perhaps she could help him with his missionary work in some way. Perhaps that would help atone for her past.

      ALASKAN BRIDES:

       Women of the Gold Rush

       find that love is the greatest treasure of all.

      Gold Rush Baby—Dorothy Clark, June 2011

      DOROTHY CLARK

      Critically acclaimed, award-winning author Dorothy Clark lives in rural New York, in a home she designed and helped her husband build (she swings a mean hammer!) with the able assistance of their three children. When she is not writing, she and her husband enjoy traveling throughout the United States doing research and gaining inspiration for future books. Dorothy believes in God, love, family and happy endings, which explains why she feels so at home writing stories for Love Inspired Books. Dorothy enjoys hearing from her readers and may be contacted at [email protected].

      Gold Rush Baby

      Dorothy Clark

      

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      And Jesus looking upon them saith,

       With men it is impossible, but not with God,

       for with God all things are possible.

      —Mark 10:27

      This book is dedicated to editor Emily Rodmell,

       who skillfully walked me through the process of

       writing a book in a continuity series.

       Thank you, Emily, for your patience and good humor

       in answering my many questions. And to the other

       authors of this Alaskan Brides continuity series,

       Allie Pleiter and Linda Ford…what can I say?

       You are both very talented and gracious ladies.

       I count it an honor to have worked with you.

      “Commit thy works unto the Lord,

       and thy thoughts shall be established.”

       Your word is truth. Thank You, Jesus.

       To You be the glory.

      Contents

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Chapter Twelve

      Chapter Thirteen

      Chapter Fourteen

      Chapter Fifteen

      Chapter Sixteen

      Chapter Seventeen

      Chapter Eighteen

      Chapter Nineteen

      Chapter Twenty

      Chapter Twenty-One

      Chapter Twenty-Two

      Chapter Twenty-Three

      Chapter Twenty-Four

      Chapter Twenty-Five

      Epilogue

      Letter to Reader

      Questions for Discussion

      Chapter One

      Treasure Creek, Alaska, August, 1898

      Her heart pounded. Her lungs strained for air. Viola Goddard ignored their screaming need, held the hem of her long skirt out of the way of her feet and ran on. Impervious to bumps and shouts, she dashed around and through the press of prospectors and townspeople on the board walkway, driven forward by the horror of the note crushed in her hand. The baby! Goldie’s father had trusted her to care for his baby and now— Please, God, let Goldie be all right! Please keep her safe until I— “Oh!”

      She crashed into a solid, lean body, bounced off and staggered back, trying to get her balance. Strong hands clamped around her upper arms, steadied her. Viola wrenched her shoulders, pushed against a hard chest. “Let me go!”

      “Steady, Miss Goddard.”

      Miss Goddard? Who… She looked up. The handsome man staring down at her frowned, tightened his grip on her upper arms.

      “Are you all right, Miss Goddard? You seem distressed.” His green eyes darkened. “Is it the baby? Has her health taken a turn for the worse?”

      Goldie’s health? A memory flashed. Thomas Stone. Yes, that was his name. He was the missionary who had brought the injured stampeder into the clinic, when she took Goldie in to be examined.

      “You’re trembling, Miss Goddard. Please, tell me what’s wrong. Perhaps I can help.”

      The concern in his voice squeezed at her throat. “It’s Goldie—” Fear choked off her words. “Goldie?”

      She took a gulp of air, nodded. “The baby. She—she’s been kidnapped!”

      “What?”

      People near them on the street stopped, stared. A low murmur started, hummed against her ears.

      Confusion leaped into the green eyes looking down at her.

      “I found this in her cradle.” She bit her lip to stop a rush of tears, and shoved the ransom note at him. “Do you know where Mack Tanner is? He’s not in his store and I have to find him. He has—” His hand slid down her arm, tugged. Her heart sped. “What are you doing?”

      “Taking you to the sheriff.”

      The murmur grew louder. “Let me go!” Viola dug in her heels and pulled at his strong hand


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