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mon strength, he was of iron endurance at 60. He was a man of singularily placid and even temper yet of most adventurous spirit. Determined, alert, seeming never to be taken by surprise. He was my captain in a wagonmarch from the Northern Pacific road to the Black Hills when every mile of our route from old Fort Fetterman was beset by hostile Sioux. Three times they attacked, only to find Michaud ready to recieve them. The close order of our march and the unremitting vigilance exacted by our leader undoubtedly saved the band of

35 adventurers.

When Felix Michaud went to Fort Bridger from the Missouri country in 1840 or thereabouts, he was a young man, untried among the trapper companies. Some weeks after his arrival,

and in the time of revds at the summer rendezvous, he had the misfortune,

unwittingly, to provoke one of Bridger's fire-eaters, a hot-headed trapper who could not brook to be crossed without fighting. Felix was immediately challenged to fight, the challenger naming his own weapons - rifles at 60

paces.

ed to explain that he had meant no

offense. This breach of frontier eti-

quette could not, of course, be overlooked, so Michaud was branded "squaw" and was promptly cut by most

of his new associates.

Some days later the offended trapper, somewhat in liquor, attacked Michaud with a pistol, declaring he would blow the “squaw Kanuck's brains out" if he did not immediately get a gun and fight, whereupon Felix promptly disarmed his opponent, seized the astonished trapper by the belt, bore him outside the fort's defences, and flung him, neck and heels, Into "Black Fork swimming-hole.” This matter raised such a laugh against the trapper that he did not renew his attack. In fact, when sober, he laughed as much about the affair

as any one.

Nevertheless, such was the mountain code that Michaud's reputation was not fully established. "Kanuck," as he came to be called, was tolerated merely, as a good man at taking beaver, and handy about the camps. Two years later he was trapping

with a small band near, or within,

territory now included in the National park. Among these little-frequented mountains he and his companions

gathered so great a harvest of peltries that when spring came their small

outfit of ponies was found inadequate to pack all to the fort. Months of hot

weather must elapse before the expo-

dition could return, and no cache

would preserve the furs from spoiling

so long. It thus became necessary to leave a man behind - one who could be trusted to care for the furs, and also to hold the ground against invasion

from a rival company.

The choice of a man was determined

by lot, but Michaud was left out of the drawing. Some thought he would rejoice at this, but the young Canadian was much hurt at his comrades' lack of confidence in him. When the un-

lucky member, ''Haze'' Fenton, expressed a conviction that he should never see Fort Bridger again and made some final requests of a friend, Michaud promptly volunteered to stay

with him. The trappers were sur-

prised, but offered no objection to his remaining.

Thus Felix and the big, raw-boned Yankee, Haze, were left in a mountain wilderness wilderness to guard some thousands of dollars' worth of furs. As their winter dugout was getting damp for the peltries, they fell to work with their axes, and built upon the bank of a small lake a pine-log aback with a rough wareroom overhead for storage. Weeks passed Into months. The trappers fished, hunted, picked berries, or lounged about in enforced idleness. Notwithstanding there were hostile tribes at no great distance, they saw no man, red or white, for four months, and they were looking forward to the return of their friends.

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as I came by their camp, but I didn't

let on to see them. They've got us under close watch, and we've got to cave or fight - which?

"Me - I think fight," said Michaud,

coolly.

"Three to one is big odds," said

Haze, dubiously, "and they'll just

simply watch for a chance to shoot us, like the sneaks they are, when we stir outside."

"All the same," replied Michaud, in his slow, imperturable way, "me, I

weel not run tull eet ees necessaire."

"You talk brave enough," said Fen-

ton, doggedly and doubtfully. "Guess

I'll stay around here as long as you will. We'll be served like two rats in a trap, that's all. but I'll stay just the

same."

The trapper's apprehensions were, deed, well founded, as Michaud was soon to discover. The attack came sooner than they expected, and like a lightning stroke. Fenton lay sleeping upon his blankets, while Michaud sat upon some

rifle across his knees. The Canadian had removed a couple of boulders which filled a hollow under the logs

at his side, thus making a way of escape, if escape should become necessary. Primarily, however, he wanted to listen, with his ear close to the ground, for any sounds of stealthy ap-

proach.

But the attack did not come in that manner. Michaud was aroused toward morning by a sudden rush of feet outside. and instantly there was a crash at the door. Its puncheon slabs -

the only "rat" found in the trap Michaud waited only long enough to hear a short scuffle, and to know that

Fenton had been secured and was be-

yond his present assistance; then he sped away among the bush and rocks.

No one pursued, however, or came out

knew of his presence - and he felt sure

to look after him. If the outlaws

they < dangr

that Haze would not enlighten them -

they did not consider his escape as

dangerous to their enterprise. Michaud did not believe they would kill Fenton if they could in any way use him. The Canadian posted himself upon a height where he could overlook the shack, and waited for daylight. There

was no stir among the men until about

sunrise, whan the whole party marched out. Haze Fenton among them, each man bearing a pack of beaver upon his shoulders. Michaud at once made an accurate guess at their plans. He waited until they were well out of

sight and hearing, and then descended to the deserted cabin.

pounds each. Michaud furnished himself with a blanket, as much meat as he could easily carry, and leisurely set out upon their trail. He had little difficulty in overtaking them, loaded as they were. He was very wary in his approach, watching them from cover and at a distance. As the country was exceedingly rough, he had not much trouble in keeping out of sight. Once he got the general direction of their course, he had no

need to trail them.

They traveled to the northeast, and Michaud knew they had come without ponies. They were packing their booty

to the big lake of the Yellowstone,

where they had canoes hidden, or if

not, could hew them out of logs. Once

on the great watercourse, they could

easily drop down to the Missouri and sell their plunder for enough to give each of them some six or eight hun-

dred dollars.

All day Michaud followed, at one

time getting close enough to see that Haze Fenton, with hands tied behind

him, was packed like a burro, his sturdy shoulders bent under the weight that was strapped upon them. Michaud

hoped for no greater success than to set the unwilling toiler free. To that

end he was ready to incur and personal rish which did not involve obvious foolhardiness. That night he watched Vasquez's camp as an owl watches the burrows of whistling rabbits.

lay in their midst, and a man, gun in hand, stood guard. Evidently they

were running no unnecessary risks. In the morning, so near was Michaud that he could hear the men's voices as they cooked a breakfast of young "fool hens" which they had knocked

over the evening before. He could see the grinning face of their black Mexican leader, who appeared to be in high good humor. Again the Canadian followed through a day's slow march. Another night

their faces. Here Michaud saw his opportunity for a bold stroke. With the stealth of an Indian and the daring of Boone, he went swiftly forward, keeping under cover of rocks and crawling rapidly over exposed hummocks, until he had overtaken the rear straggler. Keeping softly behind until the man descended a little pitch, Michaud sprang upon bis burdened shoulders, and the fellow went down with a smothered yell. He was quickly convinced of the uselessness of a struggle, and a gentle prick from Michaud's knife brought his hands across his back, where they were tied with the strings of his own pack. Michaud then tied the man's legs, smashed his gun upon a rock,

and sped on.

He caught the next man carrying his load upon his head, and gave him a stunning blow in the back of the neck. To tie him and break his gun

was the work of a moment.

Then seeing a fellow, who was but a short distance in advance, go up on a little ridge and drop his pack to rest, Michaud covered him with his rifle and advanced rapidly along the trail.

The man did not happen to turn

around immediately, and when he did

so was looking into the muzzle of the Canadian's gun at less than a dozen steps.

He was made to lie upon his face while Felix, with a knife in his teeth, made him fast as he had done the others. Michaud now carried two cocked rifles, one in either hand, as he hurried forward on the trail. He hoped to overtake Haze Fenton next. The ground was very rough in front, and he could see nothing of the men in advance. He had gone but a short

steps. His own rifle - like those of his fellows - was slung under his arm. He sprang to his feet, stared wildly at Michaud for an instant, and then put up his hands in token of surrender.

distance, however, when he came face

to face with Lope Vasquez, at the bottom of a rock-worn waterway. The Mexican had dropped his pack and turned about, apparently to look after his fellows, or to give some direction to the next behind. In a twinkling the outlaw's gun was at his face, and

his bullet whistled through Michaud's

covered, the skin upon his left ear.

skin cap, cutting, as he afterward dis-

Michaud returned shot for shot. dropping one rifle and raising the other with mechanical swiftness, and the freebooter fell in his tracks. Before Felix could recover from astonishment at his own success and the narrowness of his escape, he heard a joyful shout close at hand, and saw Haze Fenton stumbling toward him. Haze was almost ready to drop with fatigue and the weight of his load. He had been with Vasquez, and as the latter turned back, had seated himself to rest when he heard the shots. Instantly upon seeing the Mexican fall, he had divined the situation. His exultation mast be imagined as the faithful comrade freed him from fet-

ters and burden.

An extra rifle was quickly reloaded, and the trappers hurried on together to overtake the other two of Lope's men. They were found at the foot of some rocks awaiting their fellows. The stiff gale that was blowing had carried all suspicious sounds away from them. They were surprised to see the big Yankee coming, unloaded, but his hands were behind him. and apparently one of their mates was at his heels with a rifle in either hand; so they were caught off their guard. Haze enjoyed their discomfiture immensely. Their guns wers broken,

and they were made to carry their

packs back to their fellows. Then the band of five were set free, given what provisions they had, told to care for their wounded leader, and take them-

selves out of the country as best they

might.

The trappers guarded their furs for a day or two, and them, certai that tha miscreants had taken themselves off for good, they reached the bales and

returned to their shack.

The peltries were recovered two or three weeks later, after the coming of the band from Bridger’s. As for Felix Michaud, he could not be induced to take pay for the service he had rendered, but when he was chosen captain of the company he accepted joyfully. - Youth's Companion. Workmen's Comfort and Efficiency. The introduction of steam power into the manufacturing world drove the little blacksmith's shop, shoe shop, the country dairy and weaver's loom from the village into the city and opened many new problems. In those early days the small workman found it best to consider carefully the physical, moral, and mental welfare of his apprentice and his assistant. If it paid the small employer to do this, it will pay the great employer many fold more to have the same thoughtfulness for the hundreds of thousands in his employ. The difficulty will be to determine what Is needed for this adjustment, and how to accomplish the arrangement even with the needs reeorganized. It would seem, however, that all will agree that among the essentials to economic production and a proper adjustment of relations are op-

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Children's Nightwear.

Don't let the little ones sleep in cotton or linen night garments in win-

ter. If you can't afford flannel make them tome flannelette sleeping suits

or night gowns. If you do this, have

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Fancy Photograph Holders.

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Dough Cake - One pint of milk mixed over night, as for bread, but with the dough somewhat stiffer. In the morning mix thoroughly a pint of sugar and a pint of butter. Stir this well into the dough, and add three well beaten eggs, half a pint of stoned raisins, half a teaspoonful each of cinnamon, nutmeg and saleratus. Bake in a slow oven without further rais-

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Turnip Souffle - Cook a quarter of a cupful of flour in a third of a cupful

of melted butter; add slowly one-half

pint of scalding milk, season with pep-

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yolks of three eggs, then the whites beaten until stiff; turn into a buttered dish and bake, standing in a dish of hot water, for about 20 minutes. Serve immediately.

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