268 - JOURNEY TO THE SHORES 
the storm defeated all our attempts. At length 
two Indians arrived, with whose assistance we 
succeeded, and they took possession of it, to 
show their sense of our obligations to them. We . 
were ashamed of the scene before us ; the en- 
trails of the moose and its young, which had been 
buried at our feet, bore testimony to the nocturnal 
revel of the wolves, during the time we had slept. 
This was a fresh subject of derision for the In- 
dians, whose appetites, however, would not suffer 
them to waste long upon us a time so precious. 
They soon finished what the wolves had begun, 
and with as little aid from the art of cookery, 
eating both the young moose, and the cone of 
the paunch, raw. 
I had scarcely secured myself by a ioied of 
branches from the snow, and placed the moose in 
a position for my sketch, when we were stormed 
by a troop of women and children, with their 
sledges and dogs. We obtained another short 
respite from the Indians, but our blows could not 
drive, nor their caresses entice, the hungry dogs 
from the tempting feast before them. 
I had not finished my sketch; before the impa- 
tient crowd tore the moose to pieces, and loaded 
their sledges with meat. On our way to the tent, 
a black wolf rushed out upon an Indian, who 
happened to pass near its den. It was shot; 
