The Fur Bringers A Story of the Canadian Northwest

ome from the store for dinner. She was alread

ck silk became Colina's blond beauty admirably. Manlike, he arrogated the extra

at the sight of three places set at the table. "

ush, wondered if her father had met Ambrose Doane. She gave him a brief,

is it?"

breathlessly; "Ambro

ed slightly. "H-m!" h

e look nice?" sai

ice," h

lves once in a while th

Do you want

the inimical atmosphere. She stooped to a touch of flatter

Call me when you're ready."

been to call on her father. He was hardly the simple youth she

Caribou Lake-her heart astonished her with its thumping. She ran up to her own room. Am

d for Colina. She ran to it now. It treated her kindly. The crisp, th

ithout any ornament. Her face was her despair; her eyes were misty and unsur

ed at herself. "A man you have

glance in the mirror gave her better heart. After all she was beautiful and beautifully

y, every night at this hour the shutters were closed and the lamps lighte

ed, and his boots unpolished, but he looked less badly than he thought. At sight of Colina he caught his

ome!" she said wit

as if rooted to the floor. Colina had meant to o

mind, she went to the lamp and turned it up. She felt his h

not met

" as he would have sa

see him this afternoon," she sa

ctness f

d. "I didn't want to have a row w

ion you have of poor

I'm coming?"

tain

did he

What shoul

free-trader ever dared s

t's not like him. Come

brose quickly.

ked at him

nsmiling eyes fixed on her. "A lady's drawing-room! A lamp with a

ed with a great tenderness for him,

ved from the spot

on. "You don't need tha

fferent. Colina liked it. "Come on," she said lightly, "f

quite at ease. Colina approved the way her youth stood up to the famous old trade

t, or for another reason, suddenly blossomed into an entertainer. When her father wa

er closely. She was not alarmed. She had herself well in hand, and there was nothing i

ghout dinner, there were electric intimations that caused

hick on every hand. Business, politics, and local affairs were all for obvious reasons

eeing a steamboat for the first time, had made a paddle-wheel

id John Gaviller with h

y useless ways! Feathe

rose protested. "It isn't so

ood a word," said Ga

low-feeling for them,

ve you been

yea

m thirty years," said Gavil

oom he felt inclined to remark, that Gaviller had made a prett

ating air, "We're always trying to cut them to our own pattern inste

ad them into mischief, just like boys. If we think of what we were lik

little at hearing the law lai

day the use of the rod was thought

it depends on the spirit with which it is applied. How

ful in handling them?"

Ambrose simply. "That is why

didn't he?" inquir

surprise. This was hardly playin

ed," correc

now," said Gaviller. "She was quite fam

is temper. "She has made him

Gaviller affably. "Do

house," said

e haste to crea

mission school sometimes to sing and play for them. They don't think much

oved to be innocuous. They took c

w-fangled notions in wit

ight!" said Am

The fact was the thought could not but occur to him: "How foolish for me t

bigger house, can't I?" he demanded of himself. "An

d most of the objects that surrounded them were examples of his skill. Ambrose admired them with due politenes

d, to say that John Gaviller's Hereford bull was lying down in hi

ome and see my beast

just as politely. "I'

eyes discr

urn him out of the house. Ther