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' Well, that will not keep the carcajou away ; he will 

 climb the tree and jump on the pack, and bring it down 

 with him.' 



' No ; I think not, ' said the Indian, with a smile. ' I 

 fastened two of my little dog-sleigh bells to the pack with 

 a bit of sinew. When the carcajou comes crawling down 

 the branch to get at the pack, he will ring the little bells, 

 and then you know how quick he'll jump back again 

 and run off. I have tried this trick before, and it never 

 failed me. No fear the carcajou will not get my furs.' 



' I should have done well last winter if it had not been 

 for the carcajou. They are terrible beasts,' said Pierre in 

 a musing manner and shaking his head. 



' Did you not find it very lonely work during the long 

 winter in the woods ? ' 



' Lonely ? no. Plenty to do ; and I went down to the 

 Moisie Bay perhaps once in six weeks. Lonely? yes; 

 once I did find it lonesome. It was in February ; the 

 weather was awfully cold. I have spent many winters 

 in the woods, but I never found it so cold ; it lasted three 

 clays, with strong wind. I was lonesome then ; I could 

 not visit the traps. After the cold spell the weather be- 

 came quite warm for one day, then it snowed for two 

 whole days, and snowed me up in my lodge. All was 

 dark. I went to sleep, and woke as usual ; at least, so I 

 thought, but it was dark. I turned round, and went to 

 sleep again, woke again and found it still dark. I got up 

 to get something to eat, and fell on a drift of snow on the 

 floor of the lodge ; so I struck a light, and found that the 

 snow had come through a crack in the roof. After I had 



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