Look, several little pieces of the bark on the dead log where the Great Bear sat, are picked off.

Here are the places from which they were taken, and here are the fragments themselves lying on the ground.

The Great Bear must have been thinking very hard and he must have been in great doubt to have had uneasy hands, because, as you and I know, Dagaeoga, his mind and nerves are of the calmest." "What, then, do you think was on his mind ?" "He was undecided whether to go on towards Oneadatote or to turn back and seek us anew.

Here are three or four traces, a short and detached trail leading in the direction from which we have come.

Then the traces suddenly turn.