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tion to the home marsh, but no deer passed. By the 

 middle of the afternoon we were all in, and as the 

 deer were not travelling it was an uneventful day. 



As reference has been made to Indian Jim acting 

 as guide to Mr. Kepler, it is well to state that he is a 

 character, and deserves more than passing notice. He 

 is twenty-three years old, stands six feet in his moc- 

 casins, straight as an arrow, and lithe as a catamount. 

 He was born in the little cove where his father still 

 resides, and is a child of nature, knowing little or 

 nothing of the ways of civilization. Most of his life 

 has been spent with the neighboring Micmac Indians, 

 and from the time he could follow has accompanied 

 them on their annual fall hunts for meat and hides ; 

 and when older he spent his summers either alone or 

 in company with one or two Indians, travelling 

 through the interior with gun, traps and provisions 

 the latter consisting mostly of tea and tobacco in 

 search of fur-bearing animals for their pelts. In his 

 excursions he would often be absent from home six 

 weeks or two months. If in a good locality and the 

 tea or tobacco ran short, Jimmy would think nothing 

 of travelling without a compass through the unbroken 

 wilderness forty or fifty miles in search of the needful 

 commodities. He can call the sly beaver to within a 

 rod of his regulation muzzle-loading smoothe-bore gun, 



