just because that outlaw has chosen to take up his abode there! You don't know Joe. He'll go, you may be sure, and after he gets there, he'll give you a chance to show what you can do with a five pound trout."
"Why can't you go?" I inquired. I had already learned to like my new friend, who had shown himself to be so good-natured and so ready to tell me any thing I wanted to know, and I thought I would rather have him for company than any body else.
"It is possible that I may go, but I haven't heard any thing said about it. I should think I might be of some use to Joe and I would not be at all in his way."
"But what if that squatter should steal you again? I suppose you didn't fare very well while you were in his hands."
"Oh, I fared well enough," replied the canoe, who seemed to have a happy faculty of accommodating himself to circumstances. "But I didn't like the company I was obliged to keep, I tell you. Whenever Matt Coyle or his boys took me out on the water, I would have been only too glad to spill them out if I
