I will trade you again my blanket clasp for that one little shoe!" I felt in the pocket of my coat, and held out in my hand the remnants of the same little Indian ornament which had figured between us the first night we had met.

She grasped at it eagerly, turning it over in her hand.
"But see," she said, "one of the clasps is gone." "Yes, I parted with it.

But come, do I have my little slipper ?" "Wait!" said she, and left me for a moment.

Presently she returned, laughing, with the little white satin foot covering in her hand.
"I warrant it is the only thing of the sort ever was seen in these buildings," she went on.

"Alas! I fear I must leave most of my possessions here! I have already disposed of the furnishings of my apartment to Mr.James Douglas at Fort Vancouver.