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was powerful fond o' the gun. One fall he goes in wi' 

 Stephe, and after a week o' seein' nothin' but drokes and 

 meshes, he gets mad and cusses the Indian. Sed he'd lied 

 to 'un, and that he'd be off for home right there at once and 

 make things hot fer 'un. Stephe never sed a word at first, 

 but jus' looks at 'un wi' his cold eyes, then he darts off, 

 sayin' he'd show him deer for sure that day. They jus' 

 walked and walked and walked, and by-and-by Stephe tells 

 de feller to sit down and take a spell while he goes into 

 the timber to light a fire and boil kettle. Presently the man 

 from Bonava's Bay gets cold and hungry, and he goes to 

 find Stephe and de kittle ; but de Indian was far away by 

 that time, and he didn't ever see 'un again — least not for 

 some time." 



"How did the man get out. Bob?" 



"Well, if it hadn't bin that there was plenty blueberries 

 that fall, and he had a box of matches, he certainly wouldn't 

 a' seen Bonava's Bay agin, for he was clean lost. It took 

 'un three days 'fore he struck the Terra-Nova River, where 

 some loggers picked 'un up famished and 'most crazy. 



" When Stanley got back to de salt water, first man he 

 met was Stephe, lookin' as sweet and pleasant as a day in 

 June. 



" ' Ho, you damned rascal,' screamed the wanderer, ' I'm 

 goin' now to de magistrate to have you arrested, and you'll 

 be jailed sure fer two years.' 



" ' Very well,' says Stephe, ' an' as soon as I come out 

 I shoot you dead very quick.' Stanley stood in the road 

 for some time thinking about it all, and then — he walks 

 home. Dey was all afraid to do anything to Stephe, but 

 he didn't get many hunting parties after that trip." 



I thought he had finished, but seeing my interest in the 



