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The fire was built up, Ted and Kalitan gathering cones and fir branches, which made a fragrant blaze, while Chetwoof cared for the dogs, and the old chief helped Mr. Strong pitch his tent in the lee of some fragrant firs. Soon all was prepared and supper cooking over the coals, a supper of fresh fish and seal fat, which Alaskans consider a great delicacy, and to which Mr.
Chetwoof, hearing the noise, hurried out, and it was but a few moments before he was at Kalitan's side. To Ted it seemed like a day before he could get back and see what was happening, but he arrived on the scene in time to see Chetwoof despatch the animal. "Hurrah!" cried Ted. "You've killed a bear," but Chetwoof only grunted crossly.
Strong were greatly surprised when they came home to see the huge carcass of Mr. Bruin, and they listened to the account of Kalitan's bravery. They had a great discussion as to whom the bear really belonged. Ted had found him, Kalitan had shot him first, and Chetwoof had killed him, so they decided to go shares.
Strong, "and we will gladly share your fire until we are warm enough to go on." Ted's face fell. "Must we go right away?" he asked. "This is such a jolly place." "No go to-day," said Kalitan, briefly, to Chetwoof. "Colesnass." "Huh!" said Chetwoof. "Think some." "Here comes my uncle," said Kalitan, and he ran eagerly to meet an old Indian who came toward the camp from the shore.
The Tyee had assured Mr. Strong that it was perfectly safe for the boys to go about together. "Kalitan knows all the trails," he said. "He take care of white brother. Anything come, call Chetwoof." As Mr.
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