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up, and greatly shocked. " He must eat. Canondah 

 lias prepared his favourite repast." 



"And after he has eaten, he may make himself 

 scarce 1 " said the pirate, surlily. 



" My brother is welcome in the wigwam of the 

 Miko. His hand never closes when it has once been 

 opened," said the old man, soothingly. 



" Come, that sounds like reason. I thought my 

 old friend had only caught a fit of spleen from the 

 Englishman. I trust it will soon be over. Mean- 

 while, we'll see what the ladies are doing." 



He stepped up to the curtain, and tried to open it, 

 but in vain. 



"Is it not allowed ? " said he to the old man. 



"My brother must seek another squaw. Eosa 

 shall not enter his wigwam." 



In the adjoining chamber a sound was heard. It 

 resembled a cry of joy, but presently subsided into a 

 gentle murmur, of one in prayer. 



The pirate stood stupefied opposite to the curtain. 

 " Our alliance broken off, the door shut in my face ! " 

 muttered he. "Eh Men! nous verrons." And so 

 saying, he left the hut. The next minute he again 

 put his head in at the door. 



" I suppose I may make use of my own boat ? " 

 said he. " It is likely that I may have unwelcome 

 visitors during my absence." 



" When the chief of the Salt Lake is on the war- 

 path, he knoAvs how to meet his foes." 



