ather and mother, call myself an Indian,
and go hunt with the Siouxes!"

The cloud, as it is about to discharge the subtle lightning, is not
more dark nor threatening, than the look with which Ishmael greeted the
intruder. He turned his head on every side of him, as if seeking some
engine sufficiently terrible to annihilate the offending trapper at a
blow; and then, possibly recollecting the further occasion he might
have for his counsel, he forced himself to say, with an appearance of
moderation that nearly choked him--

"Stranger, I did believe this prying into the concerns of others was the
business of women in the towns and settlements, and not the manner in
which men, who are used to live where each has room for himself, deal
with the secrets of their neighbours. To what lawyer or sheriff do you
calculate to sell your news?"

"I hold but little discourse except with one and then chiefly of my
own affairs," returned the old man, without the least observable
apprehension, and pointing imposingly upward; "a Judge; and Judge of
all. Little does he need knowledge from my hands, and but little will
your wish to keep any thing secret from him profit you, even in this
desert."

The mounting tempers of his unnurtured listeners were rebuked by
the simple, solemn manner of the trapper. Ishmael stood sullen and
thoughtful; while his companion stole a furtive and involuntary glance
at the placid sky, which spread so wide and blue above his head, as if
he expected to see the Almighty eye itself beaming from the heavenly
vault. But impressions of a serious character are seldom lasting on
minds long indulged in forgetfulness. The hesitation of the squatter was
consequently of short duration. The language, however, as well as the
firm and collected air of the speaker, were the means of preventing much
subsequent abuse, if not violence.

"It would be showing more of the kindness of a friend and comrade,"
Ishmael returned, in a tone sufficiently sullen to betray his humour,
though it was no longer threatening, "had your shoulder been put to the
wheel of one of yonder wagons, instead of edging itself in here, where
none are wanted but such as are invited."

"I can put the little strength that is left me," returned the trapper,
"to this, as well as to another of your loads."

"Do you take us for boys!" exclaimed Ishmael, laughing, half in ferocity
and half in derision, applying his powerful strength at the same time
to the lit