But you're on the east side o' the mountains already, if I mistake not; only these mountains are so rugged and jumbled up, that it's not easy tellin' where ye are.

And what," continued Dick, "may be the name o' the bourgeois who speaks to me ?" "My name is Cameron--Walter Cameron--a well-known name among the Scottish hills, although it sounds a little strange here.

And now, young man, will you join my party as guide, and afterwards remain as trapper?
It will pay you better, I think, than roving about alone." Dick shook his head and looked grave.

"I'll guide you," said he, "as far as my knowledge 'll help me; but after that I must return to look for two comrades whom I have lost.

They have been driven into the mountains by a band of Injuns.