TO ESQUIMAUX POINT 
of a certain famous ox and of a traveller by 
this same cascade. He told the story briefly in 
English, but noticing the interested and puzzled 
looks of our friend the good priest of Esquimaux 
Point, he retold it in French, enlarging skil- 
fully on the details, and embellishing the whole 
with gestures and facial expressions that added 
much to the realism of the account in a way 
that only a French version could give. 
It seemed that a certain ox of the village of 
Magpie was in the habit of wandering along 
the little road that leads to the river for the 
sake of the good pasturage there, and, being 
of a social disposition, and having no friends 
of his own race with whom to associate, — 
for it was the only ox that the village boasted, 
and much petted and familiarly conversed 
with, — he was wont to welcome all human be- 
ings passing along the road. If they stopped, 
he would nose up against them in the most 
friendly manner; if they walked, he would 
sedately walk beside them; if they ran, indeed 
he would run too, and he could run well, very 
well for a great ox, but then he was very fond of - 
human companionship, and that accounted for 
it all, and indeed all the villagers understood 
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