40 MOOSWA 



Then Grasshead got cunning. He travelled 

 wide of my trail, off to one side, meaning to come 

 upon me lying down or circling. The second 

 day of his pursuit I was very tired, and the In 

 dian was always coming closer and closer. 



&quot;Getting desperate, I laid a trap for him. It 

 was the Firestick I feared really ; for without that 

 he was no match for me. With our natural 

 strength, he with his arms and teeth, and I 

 with my hoofs and horns, I could kill him easily. 

 Why, once I slew three Wolves, nearly as large 

 as Rof ; they were murderous chaps who tackled 

 me in the night. It would n t do to fight Grass- 

 head where the crust was bad on the deep snow, 

 so I made for a Jack-pine bluff. * 



&quot; I know,&quot; interrupted Black Fox, nodding 

 his head ; cc nice open ground with no underbrush 

 to bother just the place for a rush when you Ve 

 marked down your Bird. Many a Partridge I ve 

 pinned in one of those bluffs.&quot; 



&quot; Yes,&quot; went on Mooswa, &quot; the pine needles 

 kill out everything but the silver-green moss. 

 The snow was n t very deep there ; it was an ideal 

 place for a charge nothing to catch one s horns, 

 or trip a fellow. As Grasshead came up he saw 

 me leaning wearily against a tree, and thought I 

 was ready to drop. I was tired, but not quite 

 that badly used up. You all know, Comrades, 



