Tn I RF NT nae ee
SAPs Eat ea ay ee Nis Oe eran ee

~{ TO CARIBOO AND BACK }--

river before her, shining beautifully in the
morning sun. But where was the raft? Where
were the people? Where were Mully, and Jim
and Arthur? Not a single one of them could
she see, nor hear any sound.

Yes, yes, one person was there and he came
running towards her from the edge of the -
forest. Why, it was Jim! :

The truth was Jim had hardly begun his
search when Betty appeared. He had just
skirted the woods near their camping place
When he saw her emerge from behind the
alders, staggering under the weight of the fat
Indian baby in its basket. It seemed almost
too good to be true that he should have found
her almost without looking, and quite safe and
happy too, eager to tell him all about the de-
serted Indian camp and the poor little aban-
doned baby.

“Just look at him, Jim! Isn’t he nice, isn’t
he pretty? He fell on his face and cut his nose
a little, but I’ll soon wash the blood off, and
I’m going to adopt him for my own.”

Jim had hard work to stop the torrent of
Betty’s words.

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