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Anxiety is not an easily-roused condition in the North American Indian. The feast began, despite the absence of our waif, and the waif's mother set to work with undiminished appetite. Meanwhile the waif himself went farther and farther astray-swayed alternately by the spirit of the stoic and the spirit of the little child. But, little Poosk was made of sterling stuff, and the two spirits had a hard battle in him for the mastery that wintry afternoon. His chase of the rabbit was brought to an abrupt conclusion by a twig which caught one of his snowshoes, tripped him up, and sent him headlong into the snow.