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MAXICA, THE CREE INDIAN. Wilfred thought his fears were only too well-founded when he saw the Indian lay an arrow on his bow-string and point it towards him. He had heard that Indians shoot high. Down
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MAXICA, THE CREE INDIAN. Wilfred thought his fears were only too well-founded when he saw the Indian lay an arrow on his bow-string and point it towards him. He had heard that Indians shoot high. Down
IN CONFUSION. There was a thundering rap at the dining-room window, and a voice Bowkett instantly recognized as Diomé&#…
TO THE RESCUE. Diomé had no more information to give. "For the love of life, sir," he entreated, as the brief…
WEDDING GUESTS. More guests were arriving—Diomé, Batiste, Mathurin, and a dozen others. Bowkett came out into the porch…
JUST IN TIME. The walk from Diomé's log hut to Uncle Caleb's farm was a long one, but the clear, bright sunsh…
MAXICA'S WARNING. Mathurin knocked at the door. It was on the latch. He pushed Wilfred inside; but the boy was stu…
THE HUNTERS' CAMP. A burst of merry laughter made the two boys look round, half afraid that it might be at their o…
THE DOG-SLED. A cloud of smoke from its many wigwam fires overhung the Indian camp as Louison and Wilfred drew near. Th…
NEW FRIENDS. "We shall always be friends," said Gaspé, looking into Wilfred's face, as they stood side b…
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