'Tain't no use to me.

I wish you to hev it." The temptation was irresistible.

"Dan, you're a white man," said Harvey.

"I'll keep it as long as I live." "That's good hearin'," said Dan, with a pleasant laugh; and then, anxious to change the subject: "Look's if your line was fast to somethin'." "Fouled, I guess," said Harve, tugging.

Before he pulled up he fastened the belt round him, and with deep delight heard the tip of the sheath click on the thwart.