at some spot near us, and
encamped for the night; but we could nowhere see them. We were at
length convinced that they had made off with our canoe, and deserted us.
Had we been by ourselves, our position would have been bad enough; but
with poor Arthur in his wounded state, requiring immediate help, it was
still worse. The Indians had so long behaved well and faithfully, that
we had not supposed them capable of such conduct, although they had
showed such discontent on the previous day.

"What must we do?" I asked of John.

"We must either build a canoe or a raft, or wait till we can hail some
passing craft, and get taken off," he answered. "Our father will
certainly send and look for us by-and-by, when he finds that we do not
return; but in the meantime they will all be very anxious, and think
that we have been cut off by the rebels."

John and I had fortunately brought our guns and ammunition; so that we
were better off than we might have been had the Indians overpowered us,
and put us on shore by force. We were, indeed, able to supply ourselves
amply with food, but it was not well suited for Arthur. By the end of
the day he appeared to have grown worse instead of better. I sat up
with him part of the night, forgetting how little sleep I had had for
some time. He rambled more than ever. It was painful sometimes to hear
him. When he at last dropped to sleep, I began to doze also, till I
slipped off my seat, and lay utterly overcome with fatigue on the
ground. It was daylight, and I found John lifting me up. I had never
seen him look so anxious.

"I thought you had swooned, Harry," he said; "and poor Arthur seems no
better. What can we do for him?"

I looked at Arthur. He was in a troubled sleep, was very pale, and
uttering incoherent expressions. I would have given anything to have
known what to do; but except moistening his lips with water, there was
nothing I could think of likely to benefit him. All day long he
remained in that state. I sat by his side, while John occasionally went
out with his gun. He was never long absent, as he said he could not
bear the thought of being away from Arthur, fearing he might be worse.
Now and then I got up and added fresh fuel to our fire, that I might
make some broth with some of the game John had brought in; thinking that
might possibly do good to my poor patient. I was thus employed, when I
heard John shout out. Taking a glance at Arthur, I ran forward, w