A rifle, an old musket, a tomahawk, a tin kettle, and a small quantity of ammunition soon procured them four horses, three dogs, and some roots.

Part of the live stock was immediately killed, cooked with all expedition, and as promptly devoured.

A hearty meal restored every one to good spirits.

In the course of the following morning the Dorion family made its reappearance.

Pierre came trudging in the advance, followed by his valued, though skeleton steed, on which was mounted his squaw with her new-born infant in her arms, and her boy of two years old wrapped in a blanket and slung at her side.