The Drama of the Forests. Arthur Heming

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WOLVES RUNNING CABIBOU

       TRAILING IN THE SNOW

       THE MAN WHO HIBERNATED

       VII

       LIFE AND LOVE RETURN

       HYMEN COMES WITH SPRING

       THE SPRING HUNT

       HUNTING THE OTTER

       LITTLE PINE'S LOVE SONG

       THE LOVE DANCE

       THE WAYS OF THE FEMALE

       HUNTING WILD FOWL

       OO-KOO-HOO'S COURTING

       NATURE'S SANCTUARIES

       GOING TO THE POST

       CONTEST OF WITS

       MISSIONARIES AND INDIANS

       NEYKIA'S WEDDING

       THE WEDDING SPEECHES

       VIII

       BUSINESS AND ROMANCE

       FAREWELL ATHABASCA

       MUSTERING THE FUR BRIGADE

       DEPARTURE OF THE FUR BRIGADE

       CAMP OF THE FUR BRIGADE

       THE LONGEST BRIGADE ROUTES

       BILLY BRASS TELLS ANOTHER STORY

       THE TRUTH ABOUT WOODSMEN

       A RACE FOR THE PORTAGE

       FIGHTING WITH DEATH

       ATHABASCA AND SON-IN-LAW

       THE END

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       I surmised at once who he was, for one could see by the merest glance

       [Illustration: Oo-koo-hoo's bill.]

       [Illustration: Oo-koo-hoo's calendar.]

       Going to the brink, we saw a "York Boat" in the act of shooting the cataract

       Minutes passed while the rising moon cast golden ripples upon the water

       The lynx is an expert swimmer and is dangerous to tackle in the water

       Next morning we found that everything was covered with a heavy blanket of snow

       The bear circled a little in order to descend. Presently it left the shadow

       Going to the stage, he took down his five-foot snowshoes

       As the wolf dashed away, the bounding clog sent the snow flying

       "There's the York Factory packet from Hudson Bay to Winnipeg"

       "It was on my father's hunting grounds, and late one afternoon"

       Oo-koo-hoo could even hear the strange clicking sound

       After half of May had passed away, and when the spring hunt was over

       The departure of the Fur Brigade was the one great event of the year

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      It was in childhood that the primitive spirit first came whispering to me. It was then that I had my first day-dreams of the Northland—of its forests, its rivers and lakes, its hunters and trappers and traders, its fur-runners and mounted police, its voyageurs and packeteers, its missionaries

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