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The girl's face lighted up. "You let me com'?" she asked eagerly, "an' you teach me de ways of de white women, so I ain't jus' be Injun girl? So when my man com' back, he lak' me an' I got plent' to eat in de winter?" "Yes, dear," answered Chloe, "you shall come to live with me always." Followed then a long silence which was broken at last by the Indian girl.
MacDougall stood sternly regarding a fur-dressed Indian lying dead upon the snow. He and Pete exchanged glances. "What's the matter?" asked Pete. "He jumped upon me and declared the caribou was his. I told him it was mine, when he pulled his gun and I shot him that's all," said MacDougall. "That's plent'," tersely from Pete. Then casting his eye over the sky he said: "Snow cum quick, hide um.
"Eet ees," she answered at length, "dat my man, too, he not com' back lak' my fadder." "Your man!" cried Chloe in astonishment. "Do you mean you are married? Why, you are nothing but a child!" The girl regarded her gravely. "Yes," she answered, "I'm marry. Two years ago I git marry, up on de Anderson Reever. My man, heem free-trader, an' all summer we got plent' to eat.
An' I'm say, mebe so I'm learn de ways of de white women, my man tak' me 'long nex' tam'. "De pries' he t'ink 'bout dat a long tam'. Den he go over to de Hudson Bay Pos' an' talk to McTavish, de factor, an' by-m-by he com' back and tak' me over to de pos' store an' give me de outfit so I'm com' to de school on de Yellow Knife. Plent' grub an' warm blankets dey give me.
The man's eyes glinted wickedly. "Risk? What risk?" asked the girl. Again the man eyed her shrewdly and laughed. "Das plent' reesk on de reevaire. De scow me'be so, she heet de rock in de rapids bre'k all to hell Voil
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