a grudge against a man who is coward enough to
insult a woman. I would kick you out o' the camp, Darkeye, but as you
might use your gun when you got into the bushes, I won't give you that
chance. At the same time, we can't afford to lose the rest of our nap
for you, so Arrowhead will keep you safe here and watch you, while
Laroche and I sleep. We will let you go at daybreak."

Saying this Jasper lay down beside his father-in-law, and they were both
asleep in a few minutes, leaving the two Indians to sit and scowl at
each other beside the fire.

CHAPTER TWELVE.

THE WEDDING, AN ARRIVAL, A FEAST, AND A BALL.

New Year's Day came at last, and on the morning of that day Jasper Derry
and Marie Laroche were made man and wife. They were married by the
Reverend Mr Wilson, a Wesleyan missionary, who had come to Fort Erie, a
few days before, on a visit to the tribes of Indians in that
neighbourhood.

The North American Indian has no religion worthy of the name; but he has
a conscience, like other men, which tells him that it is wrong to murder
and to steal. Yet, although he knows this, he seldom hesitates to do
both when he is tempted thereto. Mr Wilson was one of those earnest
missionaries who go to that wilderness and face its dangers, as well as
its hardships and sufferings, for the sake of teaching the savage that
the mere knowledge of right and wrong is not enough--that the love of
God, wrought in the heart of man by the Holy Spirit, alone can enable
him to resist evil and do good--that belief in the Lord Jesus Christ
alone can save the soul.

There are several missionaries of this stamp--men who love the name of
Jesus--in that region, and there are a number of stations where the good
seed of God's Word is being planted in the wilderness. But I have not
space, and this is not the place, to enlarge on the great and
interesting subject of missionary work in Rupert's Land. I must return
to my narrative.

It was, as I have said, New Year's day when Jasper and Marie were
married. And a remarkably bright, beautiful morning it was. The snow
appeared whiter than usual, and the countless gems of hoar-frost that
hung on shrub and tree seemed to sparkle more than usual; even the sun
appeared to shine more brightly than ever it did before--at least it
seemed so in the eyes of Jasper and Marie.

"Everything seems to smile on us to-day, Marie," said Jasper, as they
stood with some of their friends at the gate of t