he Chief held in his left hand.

The latter did not resist the attempt to take it, but looked on
wonderingly as George pressed the point, and the lid flew open. Then,
taking one of the matches from the receptacle, he held the box in one
hand, exhibited the match in the other, for a moment, and then drew the
match across the box, and ignited it.

The Chief actually drew in a breath that was audible everywhere in that
neighborhood. He nodded with approval. Harry closed the box and handed
it back; he then directed the Chief's attention to the little point, and
pressed it, when the lid again flew open.

This time the Chief closed it, and he pressed the point. The success of
the experiment was so great that he eventually called his wife to
witness it, for she came over, while he performed the miraculous thing.

He took out a match. Its use was just as great a mystery. He was taught
just what to do, and the primitive man sat there and struck the matches,
one after the other, in the greatest delight. What amused George more
than anything else was, that every time a match was struck, he closed
the box, and then opened it before extracting another.

George noted the imitative quality so marked in all savages. It did not,
apparently, occur to him that he could strike two matches without the
lid flying open in the period intervening the two operations.

It was now growing dark, and soon an attendant came in with several
curiously-arranged lights, made from some sort of weed or vegetation,
the smoke of which appeared to be most agreeable. From an adjoining
room, an appetizing odor reached George and, staring in that direction,
the Chief noticed the boy's expectant attitude.

The Chief arose, his mighty frame towering above the rest, and a command
was given. Almost immediately two servitors came through the opening,
one of them carrying a large bowl of the most savory stew. The bowl was
not of native manufacture, and George, observing this, suddenly
remembered what John had said, that the Chief was always sure to get the
best and most valuable parts of the wreckages along the shore, and he
felt sure that this was salvage from some shipwreck.

The Chief smiled, as the bowl was set before him. It was smoking hot,
and George smiled back as he noticed the friendly look, and saw that the
Chief's wife graciously arranged the accompanying vegetables, although
he had no idea what the latter were.

A second attendant brought pointed