arrow path that led into the woods. Wearily Nyoda
walked after her. She was at her wits' end.

"It's no use, Hinpoha," she said sadly. "This path isn't any
better than the road. We never went through this gully on the
hike."

"Still, it might lead to one we know," answered Hinpoha, and they
kept on. The path seemed endless, and was hard to walk in, for it
was on the side of a hill.

"Let's turn back," pleaded Nyoda. "We're only wasting our
strength without getting anywhere."

"Maybe we had better," answered Hinpoha in a discouraged tone.
Just then the path turned sharply, and as they rounded the corner
they came upon a figure sitting in the long grass. "Migwan!"
cried Nyoda, and stood as if petrified. Hinpoha pointed her
finger and tried to sing "O'ertaken," but burst into tears
instead and fell on Migwan's neck. Explanations were soon made
and Migwan was carried to the wagon to be petted and fussed over
as if she had been lost for a year.

So, wearied but triumphant, the hunting party returned to camp
with the trophy of the chase.

CHAPTER V.

IN WHICH A FILM TELLS A TALE.

It was the end of the swimming period and Nyoda was thoroughly
exhausted. She had been giving Gladys her first swimming lesson.
It had taken a week to coax the girl into the water at all and
nearly another one to get her in over her knees. She showed a
perfectly unreasoning terror of the water. In vain did Sahwah
dive off the tower and come up safe and sound; in vain did
Hinpoha demonstrate how impossible it was to sink if you relaxed.
Gladys doubled up in a tense knot and grew sick with fear,
regardless of Nyoda's supporting hand. Finally Nyoda took her
farther up the beach, away from the other girls. "Now, Gladys,"
she said reassuringly, "do you believe, down deep in your heart,
that I would let go of you and let you drown?"

"No," said Gladys.

"Then," said Nyoda, "you come along and let me hold you up while
you float." Gladys swallowed hard and stiffened out like a
crowbar; then as a wavelet washed over her face she clutched
wildly at Nyoda and put her feet on solid bottom. And so she
went on. With inexhaustible patience Nyoda tried again and again
to get her to lie out flat on the water, but was compelled to
admit at the end of the hour that she had made no progress
whatever, for Gladys had not made the slightest effort to control
either her muscles or her fears. Nyoda sympathized with her
great fear of the w