The low and melancholy sound fell on the ear of the unfortunate man, and, raising his eyes to the stars, he thought: "The same stars shine for them, and the same God keeps watch over all.
May his guardian angels watch over the loved ones at home until the father and husband returns." John's heart was heavy.

His fire had burned low, and he had forgotten to replenish it.

Suddenly upon the air there came a half growl and half howl, and, looking up, he saw a pair of fiery eyes flashing upon him.

An animal was approaching the tent.

John cocked his gun, aimed at the two blazing eyes and fired.
In a moment the eyes disappeared, and Blanche, alarmed at the report of the gun, sprang from the tent and wildly asked: "What was it?
Are we attacked ?" "Peace! It was only an animal, which I should judge to be a fox," assured John.
The report of the gun awakened a thousand slumbering sea-fowls, which arose screaming on the air in every direction.