"He has a canoe."

"That will do just as well."

"And will you give me the raft?" asked Sal. "You won't want it."

"Yes, you shall have the raft."

Sal was so delighted that she threw her arms round Rupert's neck and kissed him, much to his confusion.

"Quit that, you Sal. Ain't you got no manners?" said her mother, sharply. "There's your dad comin' now."

Rupert raised his flushed face, and was indescribably astonished when a tall Indian entered the cabin.


CHAPTER XXXVII. AN INDIAN GUIDE.