48 My Dogs in the Northland 



of the singular, and to them most incom- 

 prehensible, doings of these strange " pale- 

 faces." Sometimes to draw them out and 

 hear their quaint way of putting things, I 

 would ask for definite information as to the 

 actions of the " palefaces," who had so 

 sadly unsettled them. 



They were not slow to tell me what they 

 had seen, and as I listened I wondered if 

 the busy enterprising white man, as he was 

 rushing hither and thither through that 

 then wild country where the rights of the 

 Indians were still unquestioned, ever knew 

 how often sharp eyes were upon him, be- 

 hind which was a suspicious red Indian, in 

 whose hands was a trusty gun. 



That these red men remained so quiet, 

 both on the prairies and in the forests, con- 

 sidering the numbers of greedy adventurers 

 who invaded their abodes, ere treaties were 

 made with them and their rights assured, 

 redounds very much to their credit. 



" We see him," said one, " that paleface 

 with his little pan, and he go up and down 

 our rivers and lakes, and he stop on the 

 shores and he put sand in that pan, and he 

 whirl it round and round so fast that some 



