attached the lines of the other end of the net. Again scenting fish,
he began to chew the second pole, but this time finding it give way, he
hauled it out of the hole; and with the pole came part of the net; and
with the net came a few fish. In trying to free the fish from the
tangled mesh, he hauled out more net which contained more fish; then,
in an effort to feast royally, he ended by hauling out the whole net.
The following day the Indian arrived and reading the story in the snow,
set a trap for the robber. Again the wolverine came, but so did the
hunter, and much to his delight found the wolverine caught in the trap.
Such an incident, indeed, is not rare, for the same thing has happened
in other parts of the forest.


"THE PERFECT WOMAN"

The Perfect Woman's daughter was married to a half-breed by the name of
Tastowich and the four granddaughters were nice-looking girls ranging
in age from fourteen to twenty. Though very shy, they were bubbling
over with quiet fun and I enjoyed my visit. That evening, among other
subjects, we discussed the various hunting caps worn by Indian big-game
hunters, and The Perfect Woman offered to make me one if I could supply
her with the needed material; but when she saw that I had nothing but a
double "four-point" Hudson's Bay blanket, she offered to make me a
complete suit from that article and to lend me, for the rest of the
winter, a rabbit-skin quilt to take the place of the blanket. I
accepted her kindly offer, but of course paid her for both the work and
the quilt.

So the older women set to work with nothing more modern in the way of
tools than a pair of scissors, a thimble, and a needle and thread; and