Five Little Starrs in the Canadian Forest. Roy Lillian Elizabeth

smiled and consented to be their guard after school hours. Miss Miller heaved an audible sigh of relief, for she had had her troubles in the last two weeks, trying to keep Babs and the twins always in a "safety circle" beneath her watchful eye.

      Cook came in just then and asked a question.

      "Hey, boss, when is church out? My dinner is cooked an' waitin' fer the two boys to set up de tables."

      At that everyone hurried out that the cook might not be delayed in his programme of feeding so many hungry people.

      "Take Mike into the office and tell him all you have seen since you have been here," suggested Mr. Latimer to the children.

      While the children danced over the frozen ground showing the Indian the way to the office, the elders gathered in the Starr's log hut and discussed the value of the trapper.

      "Everybody knows Mike for hundreds of miles around this part of the country, and he knows every foot of ground, the depth of waters, the bog-lands, and the haunts of wild animals. He is as true and honorable as any white man, and more trustworthy than many," explained Mr. Starr.