girls were Minnehaha and Wenonah. A delightful home was theirs, even if
in a place so remote from civilisation. Mrs Ross had devoted much of
her time to the education of her children. The house was furnished with
a splendid library, which Mr Ross himself had gathered with a great
deal of care. For music, the piano and harp were their favourite
instruments, and several members of the family were able to play
exceedingly well. So well cultured were they that they would be
considered a well-educated and intellectual family in any land.

There was for a time some anxiety about the wounds which Mr Ross had
received when the wolf so savagely sprang at him. However, he was under
the careful treatment of Memotas, the Christian Indian doctor, whose
fame was in all the land, not only for his marvellous skill, but for his
noble, upright character.

During the days of Mr Ross's recovery, when it was thought best for him
to keep quiet, so that there might be the more rapid recovery, there
were no long excursions made by the boys. The fact was, they had been
so surfeited with excitement that they were quite contented to remain at
Sagasta-weekee and revel in its library, where they found many an
interesting volume.

Of course this did not mean that they were not much out in the canoes
and among the wigwams of the Indians, who were camped about on the
various points within easy reaching distances. The natives were always
delighted to see the boys, and utilised what little English they
possessed in order to impart to them as much information as possible.
The visits to Big Tom and Mustagan were always a great pleasure. As
Mustagan talked English they were not obliged to have an interpreter,
and so enjoyed his company very much, and were always delighted when
they could get him talking on his arctic adventures and narrow escapes
in polar regions. He was a man with a marvellous history, as he had
been employed in no less than five arctic expeditions. He was with Sir
John Richardson and Dr Ray on their desperate expeditions, when they so
courageously and persistently endeavoured to make the sullen North
reveal the story of the destruction of Sir John Franklin and his gallant
comrades. Some of his wonderful adventures we must have from his own
lips after a while.

Although Mrs Ross was, as has been stated, such a refined and cultured
woman, still she had all her nation's love for the canoe and outdoor
life. The result was,