steep, and was strewn with wind-fallen tim¬ 
ber. 
The ranger found O-Go still living, but so 
completely unconscious that, at first glance, he 
seemed to be dead. A more careful examina¬ 
tion, however, made it clear to Wallace that, 
although terribly wounded, the little beaver 
was still breathing. Accordingly the young 
man set to work to save him, if such a thing 
might be possible. 
“Maybe we can patch you up, and maybe 
not, young fellow,” said Wallace, as he seated 
himself on a log, and took out his first aid 
kit. “At least, it will do no harm to try it.” 
Then, taking the little beaver onto his lap, he 
took two or three stitches to close the wound. 
The pain caused by these brought O-Go back 
to consciousness, and he struggled feebly to 
escape; but finding the effort useless, he gave 
up and submitted to the ranger’s rough kind¬ 
ness without further protest. 
As he finished his task of bandaging O-Go, 
Wallace glanced over the water, noting with 
surprise that from a short distance out in the 
pond, two grown beavers were gravely watch¬ 
ing him. Of course he had known all the 
while that there was a colony of beavers on 
Patou, but this morning was the first time that 
he had ever been able to see any of them, 
though he had many times tried to do so. 
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