y idea of the monster being presented
to Jane, who was casting furtive glances from it to the chief, and was
just beginning to think that she might next be called on to accept a
wolf or panther, and was casting in her mind the chances she had in
escaping such an infliction, when the chief said, as if divining her
thoughts.

"It is not for the antelope. See, Whirlwind kill it," and he raised his
tomahawk, and would have driven it into the wild man's skull had not
his arm been caught by the trapper.

"Chief! would you be a murderer?" asked the trapper, sternly. "See him
crouch! he fears you, and depend upon it, if we use our power over him
discreetly, we shall tame him."

The chief dropped his arm and doggedly walked away. Jane brought some
nuts and placing them where he could reach them, begged her uncle to
unbind the cord around his hand so that he could eat them. This he did
not think prudent to do until the broken bone was set, which, after a
great deal of trouble, he succeeded in doing, effectually binding up
the fracture with soft strips of the mountain sheep skin, of which they
had an abundance in their store room.

After this was done he was dressed in a tunic and small clothes, the
long hair was cut from his face as well as they could with their
hunting-knives, to which they had given an extra sharpening for the
occasion. Tightening the cord around his feet they unbound the cord
that confined his hands, when he seized the nuts, cracked them with his
teeth and devoured them with avidity.

"Broil him some steaks, Jane," said the trapper, "I think he is
hungry."

"There is a cold haunch of venison in the store room; perhaps he will
eat that," said Jane.

"Of course he will; bring it in." Cutting off some thick slices she
laid them before him; eyeing them intently for a moment as if not
knowing what they were, he cautiously turned them over and then turned
his eye with an inquiring look towards Jane, who smiling, cut off
another slice and commenced eating it. Seeing the action he cautiously
raised his slice to his lips; but as soon as he had tasted it all doubt
seemed to vanish, for the venison disappeared rapidly. Jane continued
to cut as long as he continued to eat, and when he had done gave him a
gourd of water to drink.

"I am afraid we have fed him too highly for his broken arm. There will
be danger of fever," said the trapper. They miscalculated his nature,
and supposed causes produced the same effec