always do it when the scent is strong. Do you not see,
Eau-douce, that if any Mingos have seen our path below the falls,
they will strike off towards this smoke, and that they will naturally
conclude that they who began by going up stream will end by going up
stream. If they know anything, they now know a party is out from the
fort, and it will exceed even Mingo wit to fancy that we have come up
here just for the pleasure of going back again, and that, too, the same
day, and at the risk of our scalps."

"Certainly," added Jasper, who was talking apart with the Pathfinder,
as they moved towards the wind-row, "they cannot know anything about the
Sergeant's daughter, for the greatest secrecy has been observed on her
account."

"And they will learn nothing here," returned Pathfinder, causing his
companion to see that he trod with the utmost care on the impression
left on the leaves by the little foot of Mabel; "unless this old
salt-water fish has been taking his niece about in the wind-row, like a
fa'n playing by the side of the old doe."

"Buck, you mean, Pathfinder."

"Isn't he a queerity? Now I can consort with such a sailor as yourself,
Eau-douce, and find nothing very contrary in our gifts, though yours
belong to the lakes and mine to the woods. Hark'e, Jasper," continued
the scout, laughing in his noiseless manner; "suppose we try the temper
of his blade and run him over the falls?"

"And what would be done with the pretty niece in the meanwhile?"

"Nay, nay, no harm shall come to her; she must walk round the portage,
at any rate; but you and I can try this Atlantic oceaner, and then all
parties will become better acquainted. We shall find out whether his
flint will strike fire; and he may come to know something of frontier
tricks."

Young Jasper smiled, for he was not averse to fun, and had been a little
touched by Cap's superciliousness; but Mabel's fair face, light, agile
form, and winning smiles, stood like a shield between her uncle and the
intended experiment.

"Perhaps the Sergeant's daughter will be frightened," said he.

"Not she, if she has any of the Sergeant's spirit in her. She doesn't
look like a skeary thing, at all. Leave it to me, then, Eau-douce, and I
will manage the affair alone."

"Not you, Pathfinder; you would only drown both. If the canoe goes over,
I must go in it."

"Well, have it so, then: shall we smoke the pipe of agreement on the
bargain?"

Jasper laughed, nodded his head