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Trails fliat Cross 

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feared than a couple of snowbirds hopping 

 across the vast barren. But they were chil- 

 dren of men — that was enough for the white- 

 wolf packs, which for untold years had never 

 been known to molest a man. This morn- 

 ing Malsunsis had again crossed their trail. 

 He had seen them lying in wait for the cari- 

 bou that his own pack were driving; had 

 seen Noel smite the bull, and was filled with 

 wonder; but his own business kept him still 

 in hiding. Now, well fed and good-natured, 

 but more curious than ever, he had followed 

 the trail of these little folk to learn some- 

 thing about them. 



Mooka as she watched him was brim full 

 of an eagerness which swept away all fear. 

 " Tom ah says, wolf and Injun hunt just 

 alike ; keep ver' still ; don't trouble game 

 'cept when he hungry," she whispered. " Says 

 too, Keesuolukh made us friends 'fore white 

 man come, spoil um everything. Das what 

 Malsunsis say now wid hees tail and eyes ; 

 only way he can talk um, little brother. No, 

 no" — for Noel's bow was still strongly bent, 

 — "you must not shoot. Malsunsis think 



