Down North and Up Along 
wild coast, the shrieking of the tempest, and 
the cries of war. We both thought of wind 
and water surging about a rocky coast as we 
hstened, and there was also a suggestion of the 
droning of bagpipes in the male voices. 
When the services finally ended, the collec- 
tion was taken, and it amounted to only a few 
large copper pennies. 
There were Indians at Baddeck. They 
come in the summer as to a watering-place, for 
change and recreation and to glean an occa- 
sional penny from the " American " visitors, 
and to sell baskets of their own manufacture 
to whoever is in need of baskets. Their en- 
campment was on a steep hillside on the edge 
of the village. It consisted of half-a-dozen 
wigwams covered with birch-bark and shaped 
very much like the pointed firs that surrounded 
them. 
Thin columns of blue smoke were rising 
from two or three camp-fires one morning as 
we drew near, and we saw an iron pot hung 
over each fire by a cord from two sticks set up 
cross-wise. Here was genuine Indian at last! 
but not unmarred by contact with the dominant 
race, after all, — for they were unbecomingly 
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