Cape North 
stop until we had reached the hospitable roof 
of the Half Way House, where we found all 
as we had left it, excepting that the maternal 
cat, having been deprived of her kitten, which 
a passing Highlander had begged to take with 
him, persisted in washing the face of the white 
dog with a black head. As to the dog him- 
self, perhaps the least said the better. He 
was bearing it as well as he could, but the 
looks he cast upon the mistaken cat we 
feared did not augur well for her future 
happiness. 
After a good night's rest at the Half Way- 
House, we were off in the cold morning, leav- 
ing Mrs. McPherson with reluctance, and she, 
too, seemed loath to have us go. It seemed 
as if we had known the people of " Cape 
North " a very long time and were parting 
from old friends for ever. Before the bushes 
svv'allowed us up, we turned for a last look, 
and on the doorstep sat the abused dog, 
wondering, no doubt, how long he could 
stand it, while the cat, regardless of conse- 
quences, continued to wash his already too 
clean countenance. 
Sometimes we stopped at our old camp- 
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