have been given to perhaps any
other settlers."

"No, certainly not; but you see, Alfred, we are indebted to your
influence with Captain Lumley for all these advantages, at least my
father and mother say so, and I agree with them. Captain Lumley's
influence with the Governor has created all this interest about us."

"I think we must allow that the peculiar position of the family has done
much towards it. It is not often that they meet with settlers of
refined habits and cultivated minds, and there naturally must be a
feeling towards a family of such a description in all generous minds."

"Very true, Alfred," replied Henry; "but there is our mother waiting for
us to go in to dinner."

"Yes; and the Strawberry by her side. What a nice little creature she
is!"

"Yes; and how quickly she is becoming useful. She has almost given up
her Indian customs, and is settling down quietly into English habits.
Martin appears very fond of her."

"And so he ought to be," replied Henry; "a wife with a smile always upon
her lips is a treasure. Come, let us go in."

Another fortnight passed, when an incident occurred which created some
uneasiness. Mr Campbell was busy with Martin and Alfred clearing out
the store-room and arranging the stores. Many of the cases and packages
had been opened to be examined and aired, and they were busily employed,
when, turning round, Mr Campbell, to his great surprise, beheld an
Indian by his side, who was earnestly contemplating the various packages
of blankets, etcetera, and cases of powder, shot, and other articles,
which were opened around him.

"Why, who is this?" exclaimed Mr Campbell, starting.

Martin and Alfred, who had their backs to him at the time of Mr
Campbell's exclamation, turned round and beheld the Indian. He was an
elderly man, very tall and muscular, dressed in leggings and deer-skin
coat, a war-eagle's feather, fixed by a fillet, on his head, and a
profusion of copper and brass medals and trinkets round his neck. His
face was not painted, with the exception of two black circles round his
eyes. His head was shaved, and one long scalp-lock hung behind. He had
a tomahawk and a knife in his belt, and a rifle upon his arm. Martin
advanced to the Indian and looked earnestly at him.

"I know his tribe," said Martin, "but not his name; but he is a chief
and a warrior."

Martin then spoke to him in the Indian tongue. The Indian merely gave
an "Ugh" in reply.

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