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"That is not possible," returned the other, with a wisely grave look. "I can do much, but I cannot do that." As he spoke, a fresh roar of the fire up the hatch-way attracted attention. Gathering strength, it burst up in a bright flame, showing that the quarter-deck could not long remain a place of security. Suddenly Nazinred showed signs of excitement which were very unusual in him.
When the valuation was completed a number of goose-quills were handed to the Indians each quill representing a sum of about two shillings whereby each man had a fair notion of the extent of his fortune. "What iss it you will be wanting now?" said the trader, addressing himself to Nazinred with the air of a man whose powers of production are illimitable. But the chief did not reply for some time.
How does he know that the young man is not a liar that many of his warriors may not be in our hunting-grounds even at this moment, though he says there are none? As for his talk about the Great Spirit and the future, what does he know about either the one or the other? Is he wiser than the Dogribs? Does his attack on Nazinred look like a lover of peace?
Fortunately his great weight caused the destruction of five or six of the lower steps, so that when he rose and tried viciously to re-ascend, he was unable to do so. Of course the uproar brought the men on shore to the rescue, and while the bear was making furious attempts to reconstruct the broken staircase, Nazinred went close up and put a bullet in its brain.
But the moment the party entered on the lakes and rivers of the land, Nazinred ordered Adolay to take the bow paddle of his native craft, himself took the steering paddle, and from that moment he had quietly assumed the office of guide to the expedition. "Fire-spouters!" exclaimed Cheenbuk, on hearing the shots of the traders' guns. "Yes my countrymen," replied Nazinred.
Not less interesting to Nazinred was the community in the midst of which he found himself, for, as we have more than once indicated, our Indian was intellectually far in advance of his fellows, and the opportunity he now had of observing closely the life of the men-of-the-ice in all its details could not be otherwise than full of interest to an inquiring and large-minded man.
"Can it be," he thought, "that the Great Manitou knows my grief and does not care? Surely that cannot be. I love my child, though she has fled from me. I am a child of the Manitou. Does He not love me? I will trust Him!" A cold object touched his hand at the moment. It was the nose of the faithful Attim. Nazinred regarded the touch as a good omen.
"Hoh!" exclaimed the Eskimos at this point, with evident satisfaction, and "Ho!" exclaimed the Indians, with equally evident surprise, for it was contrary to all their notions of propriety that an Indian chief's daughter should wed an eater-of-raw-flesh! However, they said nothing more, and after gazing a few moments at each other in silent solemnity, they turned their eyes again on Nazinred.
Nazinred required no pressing; he began at once, and was ready for more almost before more was ready for him. By persevering industry, however, Cheenbuk kept his guest supplied, and when appetite began to fail he found time to attend to his own wants and keep the other company. Silence reigned at first.
"You will get a goot chance, and the gun will kill if ye point straight, for the trade-guns are fery goot, the most of wow!" The sudden end of his remark was caused by Nazinred firing, and thereafter rising with the shattered fragments of the gun in his hand, and a little blood trickling from one of his fingers, while an expression of stern perplexity overspread his visage.
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