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Nursing Hoag.
In two hours the red man reached the trapper's shanty, and at once, without hesitation or delicacy, set about a thorough examination of its contents.

Of course there was the toboggan on the roof, and in fairly good condition for such a shiftless owner.
There were bunches of furs hanging from the rafters, but not many, for fur taking is hard work; and Quonab, looking suspiciously over them, was 'not surprised to see the lynx skin he had lost, easily known by the absence of wound and the fur still in points as it had dried from the wetting.

In another bundle, he discovered the beaver that had killed itself, for there was the dark band across its back.
The martens he could not be sure of, but he had a strong suspicion that most of this fur came out of his own traps.
He tied Hoag's blankets on the toboggan, and hastened back to where he left the two on the mountain.
Skookum met him long before he was near.

Skookum did not enjoy Hoag's company.
The cripple had been talking freely to Rolf, but the arrival of the Indian seemed to suppress him.
With the wounded man on the toboggan, they set out, The ground was bare in many places, so that the going was hard; but, fortunately, it was all down hill, and four hours' toil brought them to the cabin.
They put the sick man in his bunk, then Rolf set about preparing a meal, while Quonab cut wood.
After the usual tea, bacon, and flour cakes, all were feeling refreshed.
Hoag seemed much more like himself.