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ond batch of Mary Mulligan’s biscuits were dis-
posed of, generously drenched in maple syrup.

The following day or two were spent in
preparations for the great advance westward.
Equipment had to be put in perfect order and
supplies bought at the Fort store. There was
also a great deal of bartering with the Indians
who were eager to supply them with many
things they needed, from ponies to pemmican.

“What were you talking to that big Indian
about, Jim?” Betty inquired as Jim came up
after a short pow-wow with a fat, oily fellow
leading a pony.

“Wanted to make a trade.”

“Oh, did you want the pony ?” the little girl
asked.

- “Yes, but I can’t get it, worse luck!”

“Why not? Lots of people are getting ponies
from the Indians.”

“They want too much. That old fellow
wants twenty dollars’ worth. If I had an extra
gun he’d trade me; but I haven’t. I offered
him two good flannel shirts and my jacknife,
though I couldn’t spare all that, but he wouldn’t
look at the trade.

“Greedy fellow!” Betty sympathized.

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