shoulder. Ted looked his father squarely in the eye, but gave only a
little nod in answer, then he laughed his clear, ringing laugh.

"Wouldn't mother have spasms!" he exclaimed. Mr. Strong laughed
too, but said:

"You'll be just as well off tumbling around with Kalitan as falling off a
glacier or two, as you would be certain to do if you were with me."

Teddy felt a little blue when he said good-bye to his father, but Kalitan
quickly dispelled his gloom by a great piece of news. "Great time on
island," he said, as the canoe glided toward the dim outline of land to
which Ted's thoughts had so often turned. "Tyee's whale came ashore. We
go to see him cut up."

"Hurrah!" cried Ted, delighted. "To think I shall see all that! What else
will we do, Kalitan?"

"Hunt, fish, hear old Kala-kash stories. See berry dance if you stay long
enough, perhaps a potlatch; do many things," said the Indian.

One of the Indian paddlers said something to Kalitan, and he laughed a
little, and Ted asked, curiously: "What did he say?"

"Said Kalitan Tenas learned to talk as much as a Boston boy," said
Kalitan, laughing heartily, and Ted laughed, too.

The canoes were nearing the shore of a wooded island, and Ted saw a
fringe of trees and some native houses clustered picturesquely against
them at the crest of a small hill which sloped down to the water's edge