soothingly as he went. By this time, the horse 
had calmed sufficiently to allow the young 
man to climb into the saddle, and the remain¬ 
ing four miles of the journey were travelled 
without incident, for O-Go lay quite still un¬ 
til they had reached the cabin. 
There, Wallace deposited O-Go on a folded 
horse blanket, and brought him a tin plate 
filled with water. O-Go didn’t know what 
to make of that, but, after Wallace had gently 
pushed his nose into the liquid, he drank greed¬ 
ily, for already his wound was giving him a 
touch of fever. Then O-Go went to sleep, to 
awake after a few hours, weak and sore. The 
raw potato, which Wallace offered to him, was 
a dish fit for a veritable king of beavers; but 
O-Go was too sick to eat it. 
However, O-Go again drank freely. There¬ 
fore, Wallace was sure that, although he had 
had a close call, the little fellow was going 
to recover. Yet, for four days, O-Go contin¬ 
ued to be unable to eat, and Wallace began 
to fear that he had been over-optimistic in 
his belief that his guest would get well. But, 
on the fifth day, O-Go was undeniably bet¬ 
ter, and showed it by gnawing bravely at the 
potato, which Wallace held for him. There¬ 
after, his improvement was so rapid that a 
week later he was exploring the whole cabin 
O-Go was an affectionate little creature, as 
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