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Without a word to Faith she ran straight to where the bear was crouched over the basket. Faith could hardly believe what she saw, for Kashaqua had seized the basket and pushed it out of the bear's reach, and was now belaboring him with a stout piece of wood that she had seized from the pile by the shelter.
It was hardly larger than the skin of a good-sized puppy; but the fur was so soft and glossy that Faith and her mother exclaimed admiringly over its beauty, and Faith said that she would take the greatest care of it. She questioned Kashaqua about "Nooski," the tame bear which had followed them on their journey to Ticonderoga.
I am to go to my Aunt Priscilla Scott, to Ticonderoga, and stay all winter," she concluded. "Ticonderoga? When?" questioned Kashaqua, dipping a piece of corn bread in the dish of maple syrup. "I am to go just as soon as some one goes over the trail who will take me," answered Faith. "I take you. I go to Ticonderoga to-morrow. I take you," said Kashaqua. "Mother dear, mother dear!
They climbed several rocky ridges, crossed brooks, and carefully made their way over a swampy stretch of ground. Faith was very tired when Kashaqua finally swung the baskets and bundles from her shoulders and declared that it was time to eat.
"I hope she will come before I go to Aunt Prissy's," said Faith. "I like Kashaqua." "Kashaqua likes little girl." Even Mr. Carew jumped at these words and the sudden appearance of the Indian woman standing just inside the kitchen door. She seemed pleased by their warm welcome, and sat down before the fire, while Faith hastened to bring her a good share of their simple dinner.
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