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lying ou liis back in the snow, " how is it with you. 

 Red Skin ? Are you Avounded ? " 



" The caribou is strong," replied the Indian, 

 " but man is stronger than he is. Brother, lay a 

 plaster of this resin upon the wound, and it will 

 heal." 



Mr. Howard forthwith spread some of this novel 

 remedy upon a handkerchief folded four times, and 

 laid it upon the shoulder of the Red Skin. 



"What has become of j-our caribou?" said he 

 presently, as he tended the Indian. " Did you hit 

 him ? " 



" To be sure I did. I'll wager my rifle against 

 the rustiest musket you can find that he's very bad 

 by this time." 



" Well, Jack is ou his scent ; there he goes. Put 

 on your snow-shoes and go after him. The blood 

 will guide you without fail. If you get within shot, 

 don't fire until you are quite certain. I'll follow 

 you directly I have seen to Monai ; and besides, I 

 must dry my rifle. Be sure, however, that I shan't 

 be long after you. Off with you." I started off 

 eagerly, following the bloody track which the dog 

 was scenting. As I advanced, I could see that the 

 caribou had slackened his speed and sunk several 

 times to the ground. My self-conceit made me very 

 anxious to finish my caribou before Mr. Howard and 

 Moniii joined me, and I flew along the snow until I 

 came to a torrent which the frost had been quite 



