uld be
plenty of room in the _bateaux_ and canoes for them and all their
luggage, and that he need not give himself further trouble, or incur any
further expense.

CHAPTER VI.

The next day the Surveyor-General called, bringing with him Martin
Super, the trapper.

"Mr. Campbell," said the Surveyor, "this is my friend Martin Super; I
have spoken to him, and he has consented to take service for one year,
and he will remain, if he is satisfied. If he serves you as well as he
has served me when I have traveled through the country, I have no doubt
but you will find him a valuable assistant."

Martin Super was rather tall, very straight-limbed, showing both
activity and strength. His head was smaller than usually is the case,
which gave him the appearance of great lightness and agility. His
countenance was very pleasing, being expressive of continual good humor,
which was indeed but corresponding to his real character. He was dressed
in a sort of hunting-coat of deer-skin, blue cloth leggings, a cap of
raccoon's skin, with a broad belt round his waist, in which he wore his
knife.

"Now, Martin Super, I will read the terms of the agreement between you
and Mr. Campbell, that you may see if all is as you wish."

The Surveyor-General read the agreement, and Martin nodded his head in
acquiescence.

"Mr. Campbell, if you are satisfied, you may now sign it; Martin shall
do the same."

Mr. Campbell signed his name, and handed the pen to Martin Super, who
then for the first time spoke.

"Surveyor, I don't know how my name is spelt; and if I did, I couldn't
write it, so I must do it Indian fashion, and put my totem to it?"

"What is your name among the Indians, Martin?"

"The Painter," replied Martin, who then made under Mr. Campbell's name,
a figure like [Illustration of a panther] saying, "There, that's my name
as near as I can draw it."

"Very good," replied the Surveyor-General; "here is the document all
right, Mr. Campbell. Ladies, I fear I must run away, for I have an
engagement. I will leave Martin Super, Mr. Campbell, as you would
probably like a little conversation together."

The Surveyor-General then took his leave, and Martin Super remained.
Mrs. Campbell was the first who spoke: "Super," said she, "I hope we
shall be very good friends, but now tell me what you mean by
your--totem, I think you called it?"

"Why, ma'am, a totem is an Indian's mark, and you know I am almost an
Indian myself. All th