May the divil roast me if I--" "Hold!" said the missionary, who by this time was himself again.

"The first thing to be attended to is pursuit.

We must not lose a second.
We can never follow them ourselves through the wood.

Hold the child, while I go to the village and get some of the Indians to help us." Teddy took the child that had cried itself asleep, and the missionary started on a full run up the river.

When he reached the settlement, it required but a moment to make his errand known.