PISEW STEALS THE BOY S FOOD 201 



and Kittens are all careless even the Man-Cub 

 will not be wise, I think. Now, so soon, the 

 pittance of food I had from that thief, Carca 

 jou, has melted in my stomach, and the walls are 

 collapsing again. I wonder where the hump 

 backed Lieutenant cached the rest of his stolen 

 Fat-eating.&quot; 



Thus treacherously planning, Lynx stealthily 

 circled to the Shack, lay down behind a Cotton- 

 wood log fifty feet away, and watched with a rav 

 enous look in his big round eyes. Presently he 

 saw Rod open the door, look across the waste of 

 snow, stretch his arms over his head wearily, turn 

 back into the Shack, reappear with two metal pails 

 in one hand and an axe in the other, and pass 

 from view over the steep river bank. 



With a swift, noiseless rush the yellow-gray 

 thief darted into the building. His keen nose 

 pointed out the dried White Fish lying on a box 

 in the corner. Stretching his jaws to their ut 

 most width, he seized four or five and bounded 

 into the thick bush with them. Two hundred 

 paces from the clearing Pisew dropped his booty 

 behind a fallen tree. &quot; I 11 have time for the 

 others,&quot; he snarled, pulling a white covering over 

 the fish with his huge paw. 



As he stole back again, a sound of ice-chopping 

 came to his ears. &quot;Plenty of time,&quot; he muttered, 



