17$ MOOSWA 



The Boy busied himself getting a meal ready 

 for his companion. 



&quot; By Goss ! he big Moose,&quot; continued the Half- 

 breed, after a time, when he had emptied the 

 bowl of his pipe ; &quot; but I lose de trail las* night. 

 S pose he goin too far t ro de muskeg, I can 

 find him/ 



&quot; Never mind, Fran9ois,&quot; cried The Boy, 

 cc you 11 get another chance at him before Win 

 ter s over. Come and eat, you must be hungry 

 the hot tea will make you forget.&quot; 



&quot; I s pose somebody put bad medicine for 

 me,&quot; grumbled the Breed, in a depressed mono 

 tone ; &quot; mus be de ole Nokum at Lac La Bic e. 

 She s mad for me, but I don do not ing bad 

 for her.&quot; But still nothing of his terrible ex 

 perience with the Wolves. Why speak of it ? 

 Perhaps next day they would be fifty miles 

 away. 



After Fran9ois had rested he said : &quot; I mus go 

 see dat Trap for de Silver Fox ; I t ink me I catc 

 him dis time.&quot; 



&quot; Don t go out again to-day you re too 

 tired,&quot; pleaded Rod. 



&quot; Mus go,&quot; replied the other. &quot; S pose dat 

 Fox in de Trap, dat Debil Carcajou, or de Lynk, 

 or some odder Animal, eat him ; dere s no Rabbit 

 now, an dey s all starve.&quot; 



