ELI SURPRISES INDIAN JAKE When Eli awoke late in the afternoon the rain had ceased, but the wind was blowing a living gale.

There was a roar and boom and thunder of breakers down on the point and echoing far away along the coast.

The wind shrieked and moaned through the forest.
Under his shelter beneath the thick spruce trees, however, Eli was well enough protected.

He renewed the fire, which had burned to embers, and prepared dinner.

The storm that prevented him from travelling would also hold Indian Jake a prisoner.