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lordly crown. He picked a remnant of meat 

 food from his beak with his big toe, coughed 

 three times impressively, and commenced : 



&quot; Comrades, who do you suppose has come 

 within our Boundaries ? &quot; 



&quot; Is it Cougar, the Slayer? &quot; asked Black King, 

 apprehensively. 



&quot; Is it Death Song, the Rattler, he who 

 glides ? &quot; cried Marten, his little legs trembling 

 with fear. 



&quot; Has my cousin, Ookistutoowan the Grizzly, 

 come down from his home in the up-hills to dis 

 pute with me the way of the road?&quot; queried 

 Black Bear, Muskwa. &quot; I am ready for him ! &quot; 

 he declared, shaking his back like a huge St. 

 Bernard. 



&quot; Didst see Train Dogs, bearer of ill news ? &quot; 

 demanded Wolf. &quot; Ur-r-r ! I fear not ! &quot; and he 

 bared his great yellow fangs viciously. 



&quot; Worse, worse still ! &quot; piped Whisky-Jack, 

 spreading his wings out, and sloping his small 

 round head down toward them. &quot; Worse than 

 any you have mentioned some one to make 

 you all tremble.&quot; 



&quot;Tell us, tell us!&quot; cried Carcajou. &quot;One 

 would think Wiesahkechack had come back 

 from his Spirit Home where the Northern 

 Lights grow.&quot; 



