ert
in judging furs, but you haven't the funds to carry out your plan. I
don't know much about these things, but I have the funds. Let's come
together--your experience and knowledge against my cash--and form a
partnership. What do you say?"

"Oh, Shad! 'Twould be--'twould be th' grandest thing in th' world,
Shad!" and Bob's face flushed with excitement; and then, suddenly, he
continued: "But I couldn't do it, Shad. 'Twouldn't be fair for me t'
be partners, for I hasn't any money t' put in for a share."

"Don't be foolish, now, Bob. Don't talk nonsense. Money without a
knowledge of the people and their needs isn't enough. I haven't the
knowledge, and I'd make a failure of it alone. But with your knowledge
and my money we'd be successful.

"You've said a good many times that things don't happen by chance, but
are brought about by the direction of the Lord; haven't you, Bob?"
asked Shad.

"Aye, 'tis th' Lard brings things t' happen," admitted Bob.

"Now, Bob, listen to me. I came here in the first place just to enjoy
a pleasant summer's outing. Pleasure and good times were all I ever
thought of, and I knew nothing of life or life's higher motives. I
doubt if I could have earned my own bread if I had been turned loose
in the world empty-handed, because I hadn't the power or patience to
stick to a thing or to face discouraging conditions for any length of
time.

"I did not know the meaning of the word toil; I did not know what
privation meant, or the suffering that comes through privation. I had
always had whatsoever my fancy craved, and had never known want or
disappointment.

"Here in your country, Bob, I have experienced toil. I have been tried
out in the furnace fire of physical suffering and mental agony, and I
have learned what sympathy means.

"I am living to-day only because Manikawan, an Indian girl, made it
possible by the sacrifice of her own life for me to live. I'd have
given up and thrown myself down in the snow to die a hundred times but
for the encouragement she gave me to keep going, for I was constantly
possessed of a desire to seek the rest and peace of death. And those
poor Indians shared with me, Bob, the little they had, when they might
easily have left me to perish.

"Do you know, Bob, there has not been a night since she died that I
have not dreamed of Manikawan? She seems to say to me: 'I gave my life
for yours. Go forth and make your life useful--offer a helping hand to
others. It is in