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Otis, James, 1848-1912

"Neal, the Miller"


The boy's surprise may be imagined when he discovered that each of the
packages was made up of furs, and he understood that the value of the
whole lot greatly exceeded the amount of money in the bag.
"Big mill," Sewatis said, in a tone of satisfaction, and then he turned
his attention to his followers, leaving Walter to speculate upon the good
fortune which had come to him so unexpectedly.
The Indians remained in camp during that night, and at daybreak, after a
breakfast of venison, all save Sewatis departed.
Never before had Walter worked as he did on the day succeeding the
Indian's return. It was a perfect fever of industry, superinduced by the
knowledge that there was now nothing to prevent the consummation of his
desires save that which could be done by hands.
His companion appeared as before the coming of Jim Albert, with a single
exception, and that was at the close of the fatiguing day's work, when he
pointed to a slight elevation overlooking the site of the proposed mill,
and said, quietly,-
"Sewatis build house there. "
"So you shall, and between the two of us I reckon we can run the business
as it should be."
Two days more the boy and his friend worked during every moment of
daylight, and then came Stephen Kidder.
"Master McCleary is just behind me," he cried, before Walter could greet
him.


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