THE LAW OF THE BOUNDARIES 69 



&quot; Now,&quot; said Black King, &quot; Frar^ois will have 

 his work cut out, for we are many against one.&quot; 



&quot; You forget The Boy, Your Majesty,&quot; inter 

 rupted Carcajou. 



&quot; Oh, he does n t count,&quot; cried Jack, disdain 

 fully. &quot; He s a Moneas which means a green 

 horn. He s new to the Forest has lived 

 where the paths of Man are more plentiful than 

 the Run-ways in Wapoos s Muskeg. 



&quot; Of course, personally, I don t mind their 

 coming like it ; it means free food without far 

 flying. Oh, but The Boy is a wasteful green 

 horn. When he fried the white fat-meat, which 

 is from the animal that dwells with Man, the 

 Hog, he poured the juice out on the leaves, and 

 the cold turned it into food like butter white 

 butter. Such rich living will make my voice 

 soft. The Man-cub has a voice like mine 

 full of rich, sweet notes. Did any of you ever hear 

 a Man or Man-cub sing c Down upon the Suwanee 

 River ? That s what The Boy sang this morn 

 ing. But I don t know that river it s not 

 about here ; and in my time I have flown far 

 and wide over more broad streams than I have 

 toes to my feet.&quot; 



&quot; Be still, empty-head ! &quot; cried the King, an 

 grily. &quot;You chatter as though the saving of 

 our lives were good fun. Brother Carcajou, 



