EXPLORATION OF CARCAJOU 93 



he would shout, and The Boy would run with his 

 little fat legs.&quot; 



Rod and the Half-breed went inside, closed 

 the door and lighted a candle, for it was growing 

 dark, put a fire in the stove and cooked their 

 supper. 



The watchers, eager to see everything, edged 

 cautiously up to the log walls. Space for a 

 small window had been left by the builders, but 

 the sash was not yet in place. 



&quot; I should like to see that mud-work the Man 

 did with his hand-trowel,&quot; whispered Umisk. 



&quot; Climb on my horns, Little Brother,&quot; said 

 Mooswa, softly, &quot; and I will lift you up.&quot; 



Beaver slipped around gently on the roof in 

 specting Fran9ois s handicraft, while the others 

 listened at the window. 



&quot; By Goss ! Rod,&quot; said the Breed, &quot; I put me 

 leetle fire in de fire-place for dry dat c imney, 

 s e s sof. De fros spoil him when s e s no 

 dry.&quot; 



&quot; I believe they have made the chimney too 

 small,&quot; muttered Carcajou. &quot; I m going up to 

 have a look.&quot; 



&quot; To-mor we put out dat Traps,&quot; remarked the 

 Half-breed. &quot; What you t ink, Boy I see me 

 dat Black Fox yesterday.&quot; 



&quot; The Black Fox ! &quot; exclaimed his young 



