with the new pet and promptly christened it "Kitty
Wohelo." Playing with it whiled away many a tedious hour for
Sahwah when she could not join in the sports with the other
girls.

One morning the steamer stopped at the dock and unloaded two
express packages of enormous size, both addressed to Sahwah.
"What on earth can it be?" she said. "I don't know a soul who
would be sending me anything by express." There was a letter for
her in the mail and she opened this first. It was from Gladys's
father and read: "I am sending you by express a few trifles I
picked up among the Indians here, in gratitude for the service
you rendered my daughter Gladys on the 30th of July. May you
live a hundred years, and wear every one of them out!"

The first of the "trifles" was a pair of Indian moccasins, made
of finest doe skin and elaborately beaded. Then came a variety
of reed and birch baskets of different shapes and sizes. Most of
these were filled with strings of wampum, arrow heads, pieces of
bead work and other Indian curios. Under the baskets was an
Indian girl's costume made of doe skin, with leggings to match.
The next thing that came to light was a large muff of finest
black fox fur, and another package contained the neckpiece. In
the bottom of the box were a sealskin cap, a hunting knife in a
soft leather case, a small Winchester rifle and a pair of fine
hockey skates with shoes attached. Sahwah, rendered speechless by
this sudden rain of presents, could only hop up and down for joy
as each new treasure was brought to light.

But if the contents of the first box took her breath away, when
she saw what was in the other her delight knew no bounds. It was
a long narrow crate, built of wooden slats, and careful opening
revealed a birchbark canoe, big enough to paddle on the lake.
Its sides were decorated with Indian craft work and in it lay two
paddles. It took almost physical restraint to keep Sahwah from
launching it right then and there, one-handed as she was, and
trying it out. Only the promise of a grand ceremony of launching
when she could use her arm again comforted her for the delay.

One morning not long afterward Gladys announced modestly that she
thought she could take the swimming test to-day. Nyoda and
Hinpoha got into the sponson and the three set out, Gladys
swimming alongside the boat. All fear of deep water had left her
now and she moved along easily and swiftly. The first half of
the distance was