orked in stained porcupines' quills.

"Oh! how beautiful, and how kind of her! Tell her that I thank her, and
love her very much. Will you?"

"Yes; I'll tell her. Where's the boy?"

"Who, John? I think he's gone up the stream to take some trout; he'll
be back to breakfast, and that's just ready. Come, Emma, we must go in
with the milk."

Mr Campbell and those who were with him soon returned.

Malachi Bone then stated that he had brought the buck killed by John;
and that, if it suited, he would carry back with him a keg of gunpowder
and some lead; that he wished Mr Campbell to calculate what he
considered due to him for the property, and let him take it out in
goods, as he required them.

"Why don't you name your own price, Malachi?" said Mr Campbell.

"How can I name a price? It was given to me and cost nothing. I leave
it all to you and Martin Super, as I said before."

"You shew great confidence in me, I must say. Well Bone, I will not
cheat you; but I am afraid you will be a long while before you are paid,
if you only take it out in goods from my store-house."

"All the better, master; they will last till I die, and then what's left
will do for the boy here," replied the old hunter, putting his hand upon
John's head.

"Bone," said Mr Campbell, "I have no objection to the boy going with
you occasionally; but I cannot permit him to be always away. I want him
to come home on the day after he has been to see you."

"Well, that's not reasonable, master. We go out after the game; who
knows where we may find it, how long we may look for it, and how far it
may lead us? Must we give up the chase when close upon it, because
time's up? That'll never do. I want to make the boy a hunter, and he
must learn to sleep out and do everything else as concerns a hunter to
do. You must let him be with me longer, and, if you please, when he
comes back keep him longer; but if you wish him to be a man, the more he
stays with me the better. He shall know all the Indian craft, I promise
you, and the winter after this he shall take beavers and bring you the
skins."

"I think, sir," observed Martin, "it's all in reason, what the old man
says."

"And so do I," said Alfred; "after all, it's only sending John to
school. Let him go, father, and have him home for the holidays."

"I'll always come to you, when I can," said John.

"I am more satisfied at John's saying that than you might imagine," said
Mrs Campbell; "