TEA IS TAUGHT ENGLISH BY LILY AND DORA--MARTIN GODFREY'S VISIT
TO THE SETTLEMENT--KEPENAU'S AND ASHATEA'S DEPARTURE--SANDY MCCOLL, THE
HALF-BREED--A VISIT TO KEPENAU--PORTAGING.

The summer had now come. The trees were all decked with their rich and
varied foliage; the notes of the feathered inhabitants were heard in the
forest; and numerous animals which had either gone south during the
winter, or had concealed themselves in sheltered places, were moving
about. There had been too much ploughing and sowing to allow of my
indulging in my favourite pursuits. All I could do was to run over and
pay my uncle and aunt a visit; but it may be that Lily was the chief
attraction.

I found her friend Dora with her one day. She was certainly a very nice
girl, although not equal to Lily by a long way, in my opinion. They
inquired whether we had seen anything of Kepenau and his daughter
Ashatea.

"They have not yet appeared," I answered; "nor have we received any
tidings of them."

"Dora wants to make the acquaintance of a real Indian girl, fit to be a
heroine," said Lily, laughing. "She has hitherto only seen the wretched
squaws who appear in the Eastern States. She can scarcely believe that
Ashatea is the interesting creature I describe her."

I said that I would try to communicate with Kepenau, if I could learn
his whereabouts from any passing Indians.

"Oh do!" said Lily; "and let him understand how glad we shall be to see
him and his daughter again."

While we were talking Reuben came in, and offered to accompany me back
to the hut. He, like me, had been very busy all the spring. He
certainly did not look well suited for hard labour; but his face was
more bronzed than heretofore, and he seemed perfectly well. Wishing the
girls good-bye, we shouldered our guns, and commenced the walk to the
hut. There was no risk of losing our way at this time, for the days
were long, and there was a bright moon that evening.

Uncle Mark welcomed Reuben, whom he liked for his straightforward
character and honesty.

"I am glad you have got such a companion as that young fellow," he said
to me. "When two harum-scarum fellows associate, they are sure to get
into trouble; but you two will help each other out of difficulties,
should you unexpectedly fall into them."

Mike amused us that evening with a tune on his fiddle; and Quambo
diverted us still more by a dance he performed to the music, which made
Reuben, who was not addi