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talked of, some one asked him how many golden 

 eye ducks he could eat at a sitting. Then some 

 one else mentioned another bird, and so on, and 

 Charles frankly told them how many of each he 

 thought he could use at a meal. Finally some 

 one asked how many snow buntings he could eat. 

 He pondered a little and then said quietly, "If I 

 had nothing else to do and was allowed to go out 

 now and then, I could eat them forever !" Speak- 

 ing about Indians with the late Col. Allan Gil- 

 mour, while he was here one season, I happened 

 to mention to him some of the above facts. He 

 was not incredulous about it, but he said that he 

 would like to see such a performance. As 

 Charles and his family came to Godbout every 

 year in July for the Mission, I determined I 

 would do my best to satisfy him. Some time 

 later Charles came along. I notified Mr. Gil- 

 mour that Charles, my man, was on hand. It 

 was arranged that he was to be invited next day 

 for dinner, and the cook, Rodgers, was to keep 

 note of what was disposed of. Going home that 

 evening I called at Charles' wigwam, as I want- 

 ed to prepare things so as to have no failure the 

 next day. I said to him, "You are going to be 

 invited to-morrow by Mr. Gilmour to dine at the 

 camp, and I want to advise you what to do. 

 When gentlemen like Mr. Gilmour invite a guest 

 it is "Indian etiquette" or its equivalent that pre- 

 vails. You must eat all you can of every dish 



