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The Sun Of Quebec

CHAPTER XIII
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Such as he are needed among us.

Because of that I never believed that Manitou had yet taken him to himself.

The rangers stopped here, sat on these fallen logs, and ate food at noonday.

There are little bones that they threw away, and the birds, seeking shreds of food, are still hopping about." "That's clear, Tayoga, and since they would probably stay about fifteen minutes we ought to come within earshot of them in another half hour." They pressed on at speed, and, within the appointed time, they sank down in a dense clump of bushes, where Tayoga sent forth the mellow, beautiful song of a bird, a note that penetrated a remarkable distance in the still day.
"It is a call that Dagaeoga knows," he said.

"We have used it often in the forest." In a few minutes the reply, exactly the same, faint but clear, came back from the north.


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