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On Mrs Brodie telling the children woke at night crying from cold, she had no blankets to give her. Having sheets we brought from Scotland she took two and placed as an inside lining the skins of the squirrels Robbie had killed. Simmins had taught him how to tan and give them a soft finish. Brodie and Auld's houses are cold because they only half chinked them.

"I have it!" said Jacob, starting up: "I will borrow a coat for the nonce from my friend, Bob Simmins. He will supply me with the desiderated garment." No sooner conceived than executed. Down Jacob immediately sat, and forthwith indited the following billet to his friend Bob:

Matters being thus arranged, the messenger, after having obtained Simmins' address, took leave of his employer, with full authority to visit the unhappy owner of the surtout with the utmost vengeance of the law, and with a promise on his own part that he would duly inform the latter of his subsequent proceedings in the case meaning thereby, that, so soon as the bird was caged, he would give due intimation thereof.

Mrs Simmins pointed out plants, like lambs quarter and dandelion, whose leaves made greens that added relish to our unvarying diet of pork. How much more she taught I do not know, but her visit was a revelation to our women-folk. Grannie was delighted with her singing because she could hear it.

This being decided, Mr Brodie set to work to dig his cellar and I was sent to Simmins to see if he could supply shingles for the three shanties and to ask Sal if he would hire until they were finished. I took the compass and found their clearance without trouble. In returning Sal, who carried his axe, blazed the trees, so that it would be easy to know the way.

Immediately Bright took active charge of the posse. "Stand here, on this rock," he commanded. "This road's been tracked up too much already. You, John, and Tibbetts and Simmins, there, come 'long with me to see what you can make out." The old mountaineers retraced their steps, examining carefully every inch of the ground. They returned vastly puzzled.

It was Simmins'. Jacob knew it again. He had seen it a thousand times on his friend, and as often had praised and admired it. The cut, the braiding, the elegant fur neck all had been marked, and cordially approved of. How good of Simmins, poor fellow! to send him his best coat! It was an obligation he would never forget. Having unfolded the surtout, Jacob's next proceeding was to try it on.

In ten minutes after, the girl was in the presence of the redoubted Bob Simmins; for redoubted he was, Bob being one of the most dashing fellows of his time, nevertheless of a rigid adherence to the praiseworthy rule of never paying a copper to anybody for anything. Having opened his friend's note, and scanned it over

'The sun won't set for an hour yet, and there is good moonlight, said Simmins, for that he told us was his name. 'Did you never get lost? I asked. 'That is a foolish question to ask of anybody born in the woods for they never lose their sense of direction. He advised me to carry a compass and take its bearings in going and follow them in returning. Suddenly Mrs Simmins burst into song.

"Leastways, not near him. There was no cover. He might have been around a p'int. And I can sw'ar to this: there weren't no tracks of no kind from there to camp." They caught up horses and started out. When they came to the Lost Dog, they stopped and looked at each other. "Poor old Babes," said Simmins. "Biggest clean-up yet; and first time one of 'em didn't go 'long."

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