Next day old Granny came crying to Oo-koo-hoo and complaining that the
priest had refused to officiate at the wedding on the day agreed upon.
The nuns had told her that his refusal was due to his determination to
discipline The Owl for his rudeness and irreverence. That seemed to
worry the hunter considerably, for, though he cared nothing for the
priest's benediction, he did want the wedding to come off upon the day
appointed. It touched his pride to be balked in his plans. He had
already invited all the Indians at the Post to the ceremony. Great
preparations were being made. If the wedding were put off even a
single day, everybody would be curious to know why; and sooner or later
it would be known that he had had to bow to the will of the priest.
The thought rankled. So he went to the Factor and told him the whole
affair.

"Ma brither," said the Factor, "we are auld freens; it is weel that we
shud staun' thegither. If ye will trade a' yir furs wi' me this day,
I'll get the meenister o' the Presybyterian Kirk tae mairry yir
gran'dochter. He'll be gled eneuch tae gi'e Father Jois a dour by
mairryin' twa o' his fowk. Sell me yir furs, an' I'll warrant ye ye'll
hae the laff on Father Jois."


MISSIONARIES AND INDIANS

That settled it. Factor Mackenzie got all the furs Oo-koo-hoo and his
family possessed. The Factor and the hunter were now the best of
friends, and they even went so far as to exchange presents--and that's
going some . . . for a Scotsman.