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_A STAB . gf bosom, he pulled out a handkerchief wet with blood. ‘ Hush, hush! -he added, as he saw his companion’s look of alarm, and the sudden paleness that followed. ‘Get the poor girl away, George, and leave the rest to me.’ “ After a little time, arrangements were made of a satisfactory nature to all parties. The mother sat on the grass with the head of her child in her lap, rocking to and. fro, and moaning over her with a low, musical chant; and the big Ojibbeway seemed to be on the best of terms with Peter, whom he now recollected as the champion at a wrestling-match. After a few words of caution to the bystanders, young Smith left the spot, saying, as he moved away, what his name was, and where he might be found, if he should be wanted for a witness ; for he had seen the whole affair, he said, and the young girl was not in fault. | “ She looked up and followed him with her eyes, but said nothing; and he went on his way.with that lazy, slouching air which he seemed to put on and off with his every-day country clothes, and after clearing the encampment, broke into ° his old Indian loup, and never looked behind him till he reached the cabin of an old French Aaditam he had long been acquainted with. “ Years after this, while wandering about hitherand thither, on both sides of the line, without any settled purpose, his father . only hearing of him, and never from him, wherever there was. a great gathering for any purpose—the rebellion broke out in Canada.” “ Ah-ha! that’s coming to the point!’ whispered Perry. “Now we shall have the explanation we’ve been waiting for.” i ‘ane !—hush !’ whispered the captain; and then there Was a prolonged cock-a-doodle-doo ! from Charley, which set them all off again. ‘ Of course, ” continued the “major, without noticing the in- terruption—“ of course our friend Peter must have a finger in the pie; and after it was all over, and the President’s procla- mation was out, and the insurgents had, been thrashed, and re- treated to Navy Island, the old folks found out, nobody ever knew how, that Peter had been a ringleader in the business, and was in two or three smart skirmishes—battles they were comlichooks.conn