Such a hand-shaking and back-patting as ensued! All the hardships and discouragement we had endured on our last season's expedition seemed to bear an exultant harvest in this our final success.
"But you haven't been to breakfast!" exclaimed Kit.
"So they haven't!" cried Raed.

"Well, can't do business till they have their breakfast.

We'll leave 'em to guzzle their coffee in peace.

But hurry up! We must hold a council this morning,--have a grand pow-wow! Come round at nine sharp." They were off.
We ate breakfast, and went down to Raed's, where we got into the back parlor, shut the doors, and proceeded to pow-wow.

Wade was chosen president of the meeting; Kit, secretary.
"First," said Raed, "allow me to give an account of my stewardship.