"I see but little difference whether a man gets his peltry by the
rifle or by the trap," said the ill-looking companion of the emigrant,
in his rough manner. "The 'arth was made for our comfort; and, for
that matter, so ar' its creatur's."

"You seem to have but little plunder,[*] stranger, for one who is far
abroad," bluntly interrupted the emigrant, as if he had a reason for
wishing to change the conversation. "I hope you ar' better off for
skins."

[*] The cant word for luggage in the western states of America is
"plunder." The term might easily mislead one as to the character
of the people, who, notwithstanding their pleasant use of so
expressive a word, are, like the inhabitants of all new
settlements, hospitable and honest. Knavery of the description
conveyed by "plunder," is chiefly found in regions more civilised.

"I make but little use of either," the trapper quietly replied. "At my
time of life, food and clothing be all that is needed; and I have
little occasion for what you call plunder, unless it may be, now and
then, to barter for a horn of powder, or a bar of lead."

"You ar' not, then, of these parts by natur', friend," the emigrant
continued, having in his mind the exception which the other had taken
to the very equivocal word, which he himself, according to the custom
of the country, had used for "baggage," or "effects."

"I was born on the sea-shore, though most of my life has been passed
in the woods."