t the spalpeens of wolves to flight." As we raised our voices
he made his instrument produce the most fearful shrieks and cries, while
he uttered at the same time a true Irish howl.

Mike's plan had the desired effect. The wolves, bewildered by the
strange sounds, were seized with terror, and off they scampered like a
pack of curs, howling and biting at each other as they rushed along
towards the forest, in which they soon disappeared.

Mike on this jumped down from his perch, laughing heartily, and thanked
us all for having come to his assistance. Of course, our opportune
appearance had very much astonished him; but we soon explained matters,
and expressed our hope that he was none the worse for his adventure.

"Sorra a bit," he answered, "except that I am mighty cowld, sitting up
there among the snow for so long; but I'll soon be afther warming my
limbs."

Saying this he set off with us, and at a rapid rate we retraced our
steps to the Indian camp. We were all glad enough to turn in; and next
morning our friends, after examining the country around, assured us that
the wolves were not likely to follow our footsteps.

My uncle had taken a great liking to Kepenau, and invited him to come
and pitch his camp near us; promising to supply him with powder and
shot, and also to assist him in trading with the white men so that no
risk might be run of whisky being given in exchange for game and furs.
Kepenau said he would think about the matter.

One of the young squaws who happened to be present was his daughter. On
hearing of the invitation, she begged her father to accept it. She was
far superior to the other Indian women in appearance; and although not
so old as Lily, she was taller than any of them. Her complexion was of
the lightest olive, through which rich colour could be seen on her
cheeks. She was, indeed, fairer than many Europeans. Her figure was
extremely graceful, too. I did not, however, observe this when I first
saw her, for she was then dressed in her thick blanket robe. Her name
was Ashatea, or "White Poplar;" a very suitable name, as I thought. She
had seen Lily, I found, two or three times, before they had moved
westward; and she longed, she told me, to meet her again, and begged
that I would tell Lily so when I returned home. It was this that made
her so anxious that her father and his tribe should come and camp near
us.

Before we started, Kepenau had almost promised to come, though he w