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Carvil, a man, if I ain't a good deal out in my reckoning, who might be relied on in most any circumstances."
The Indian started at the significant allusion which had been made to the subject that was then engaging the attention of those present, and its possible connection with his canoe; and, with unusual promptness for one of his demure and slow-speaking race, announced himself ready to tell his story. "Moose-killer is about to speak," said Carvil, looking round on the eagerly expectant company.
Carvil had come back, to ascertain what had been effected in relation to the supposed robbery of the furs, the fall before, having intrusted his interests to the care of Phillips; and now feeling, with the others, apprehensive for the result of the new expedition, he was anxiously awaiting the return of the absent trappers.
Phillips and Carvil set busily to work in covering, inclosing, and rigging up the camp, to adopt the woodsman's use of that word, as we notify the critic we shall do, as often as we please, albeit that use, contrary to Noah Webster, indicates the structure in which men lodge in the woods, rather than the place or company encamping.
"Well, then, I propose we commission its author to cruise along the coves this afternoon, so that he may bring into camp to-night trout enough caught in that way to make up what Mr. Carvil may miss taking by his method, together with a brace or two of nice ducks, which would be a still further fine addition to our supper."
"This is, certainly, something like tangible evidence," responded Carvil, whose former studies enabled him to speak more understandingly, in the matter of legal evidence, than his companions.
We are now, at least, safe from the cold, as you will all, I think, soon have the pleasure of perceiving." "You are right, Mr. Phillips," responded Carvil; "and it is strange some of us did not think of building a snow-house at the outset. Even the wild partridges, that in coldest weather protect themselves by burrowing in the snow, might have taught us the lesson."
That trout, when I got home, weighed just seven pounds and nine ounces." "Wheugh! whiz! kak! ke-o-ho!" exclaimed, whistled, and crowed Comical Codman. "I do not doubt it in the least," said Carvil. "Nor can I, of course, on Mr.
"I will propose, as we have an hour or two on hand, to be spent somehow, before we shall think of rolling ourselves up in our blankets for the night, I propose that you professional hunters, like Phillips, Codman, and Carvil, here, each give us a story of one of your most remarkable adventures in the woods.
They met on the ground of unreserved confidence, which was authenticated by an affectionate wink now and then. Miss Carvil had come to look forward rather to these winks. At first they had discomposed her: the poor fellow was mad. Afterwards she had learned to laugh at them: there was no harm in him.
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