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Updated: June 15, 2025
These were frequently lost and re-won before winter had fairly begun, but Mozwa was too fond of the excitement of gambling to make desperate ventures all at once. He liked to spin it out. One night he had what is styled a "run of bad luck."
He and his friend at once set about the required preparations. "Now then, Mozwa," said Lumley.
Go yourself with your son Mozwa gallop round the camp till you find in which direction they have gone then return to me at the council tent and wait." Masqua understood the value of prompt obedience. Without a word of reply he turned and bounded away. Big Otter hurried to the council tent, where old Muskrat was already surrounded by his chiefs.
The old chief, Muskrat, is also there, having been invited along with Masqua and his son Mozwa, with their respective squaws, to the great event that is pending, and, to judge from the intense gravity not to say owlish solemnity of these redskins, they are much edified by the proceedings of the men. In the hall preparations are also being carried on for something of some sort.
Both Nazinred and Mozwa said something about meetin' us, if we came to settle, though I paid little attention at the time. But are ye sure, Bartong, that this is the lake?" "I know not. It is not unlikely. If it is the lake, it is small, and we will soon come to the end of it. If it is not the lake, an' turns out to be big, we can camp on the shore. The night will be fine."
And if the too inquisitive reader should ask me how I could possibly come to know all this, seeing that I was not there at the time, I reply that the whole matter was related to me with minute and dramatic power by young Mozwa himself not long afterwards.
The greater part of the day previous to that on which they were to set out on the return voyage, Nazinred and Mozwa spent in testing the quality of their new guns in company with MacSweenie, who took his faithful Donald Mowat with him, partly to assist in carrying the game, and partly for interpreting purposes.
Yes, there was enough in that store fully to account for the look of awe-stricken wonder which overspread the visage of Mozwa, and for the restrained tendency to laughter which taxed the solemn Nazinred considerably. "You are fery welcome," said MacSweenie, as he ushered the chief and Mozwa into the store the day after their arrival.
At last the elder savage removed his pipe and sent a final shot of smoke towards the sky with some vigour as he said, rather abruptly, "Mozwa, my brother must be dead!"
"I was well off yesterday and I am badly off to-day, but I may be well off again to-morrow if I have good luck." "Yes, and if Magadar has bad luck?" returned his friend. "You cannot both have good luck. Whatever one gains the other must lose and so it goes on. Should wise men act thus?" Mozwa was silent. His friend had never before spoken to him in this way.
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