onster to lose his hold. Another and another were shot in quick
succession, striking where they would not give a mortal wound, for it
looked so human, the trapper would not kill him if he could save the
life of the chief otherwise. This new attack puzzled the monster for a
moment; then seeing Howe and Edward, who had approached within a few
yards of him, he rushed with such force upon them, that they had no
time to get out of reach, and they were also caught by him and hurled
to the ground, but not before a blow dealt by Edward with a club had
broken his left arm. At that moment the chief, who had recovered from
the stunning effect of the fall, rushed upon the monster, and with a
single blow of his tomahawk, felled him to the ground, and before he
could rally, the lasso that was still on him, was tied around his arms
and feet to render him powerless. In defiance of the wounds he had
received, he was in nowise tamed, but glared on them, howling and
gnashing his teeth, while the foam rolled from his mouth, and he
writhed and rolled with rage on the snow a captive. The stout lasso of
hide they had cut in pieces, and so tied his hands and feet that he was
powerless to do them harm.

They now had a chance to examine the powerful creature at leisure. He
was entirely naked, with a perfect human form and face, but was
perfectly covered with hair, except the forehead, eyelids, palms of the
hands, and soles of the feet. They were surprised to see that the skin,
where it was protected from the sun by the hair, was white and fair as
their own. He was powerfully built, full six feet high, and uttered no
sound that approached the pronunciation of words; a succession of
snarls, growls, and yells, were all the sounds he uttered, and these
approached, when accompanied by his efforts to release himself, the
terrific, nearer than anything they had ever heard.

"Well, uncle, what will you do with him now you have got him?" said
Edward.

"Kill him," spoke up the chief, indignantly.

"Take him home and tame him," said the trapper. "He is a human being
like ourselves; probably has been lost in infancy, and grown up wild,
without doubt, never having seen his kind before to-day."

"He will kill us if you take him home," said the chief; "better shoot
him."

"No, chief, I could not kill him, but will see he does us no harm. I
will make him as tame as a kitten in a month."

"How will you get him home, uncle? We can not carry him, and if yo