3 8 MOOSWA 



&quot; Into the water? &quot; queried Muskrat. &quot;That 

 would n t hurt him.&quot; 



&quot; He was nearly drowned/ laughed Nekik. 

 &quot; The current carried him under some logs, but 

 he got out, I m sorry to say. That s the worst 

 of it, we never manage to kill these Men.&quot; 



&quot; I killed one once,&quot; proclaimed Mooswa 

 (C stamped him with my front feet, and his 

 friends never found him ; but I would n t do it 

 again, the look in his eyes was awful no, I 11 

 never do it again.&quot; 



C They 11 kill you some day, Marrow-Bones,&quot; 

 declared Jay, blithely. 



&quot; That s what this Man tried to do.&quot; 



&quot; Tell us about it, Comrade,&quot; cried Carcajou, 

 &amp;lt;c for I like to hear of the tables being turned once 

 in a while. Why, Mistress Carcajou frightens the 

 babies to sleep by telling them that Fra^ois, or 

 Nichemous, or some other Trapper will catch them 

 if they don t close their eyes and stop crying 

 it s just awful to live in continual dread of Man.&quot; 



&quot; He was an Indian named Grasshead,&quot; began 

 Mooswa, lying down to tell the little tale com 

 fortably. &amp;lt;c I had just crossed the Athabasca on 

 the ice ; he d been watching, no doubt, and as I 

 went up the bank his Firestick coughed, and the 

 ball struck me in the neck. Of course I cleared 

 off into the woods at a great rate.&quot; 



