blessed St. Stephen," if he did not 

 discover that " divil of a roll" not 

 a hundred yards from the main road. 

 It had rained hard in the night and 

 the bundle was partially soaked in 

 spite of its waterproof canvas (alas 

 too true, poor me). He tried to 

 carry it, but it now weighed fully one 

 hundred and thirty pounds. He was 

 mighty strong but there were limits, 

 he would not carry that much forty- 

 five miles for any man " alive or 

 dead," not he, much as he would 

 like to please "the boss." So back 

 he went to Trois Lacs to get a team. 

 He found that Crosby was going to 

 haul some furniture to Te-vis-ca-bing 

 soon anyway, so he finally got Crosby 

 started that very day and he went 

 as far as the bundle, and saw it 

 reloaded. Then as he had done the 

 best he could, and could not hurry 

 matters any further, he thought he 

 might as well attend to a little bus- 

 iness in "Trollak." He promised 

 Crosby to meet him at the lumber 

 camp the following morning at sun- 

 rise, which he did, and here they 

 were, having come through in a 

 hurry. 



