Nor must it be imagined that he did these things alone.  May-may-gwan helped him, not only by fetching for him the tools and materials, of which he stood in need, but also in the bending, binding, and webbing itself.  Under the soft light of the trees, bathed in the aroma of fresh shavings and the hundred natural odours of the forest, it was exceedingly pleasant accurately to accomplish the light skilled labour.  But between these human beings, alone in a vast wilderness, was no communication outside the necessities of the moment.  Thus in a little the three pairs of snow-shoes, complete even to the buckskin foot-loops, hung from the sheltered branch of a spruce.

“Bring now to me,” said the young man, “poles of the hickory, logs of gijik, the cedar; bring me wigwass, the birch-bark, and the rawhide of mooswa, the moose.”

“These things are at hand,” repeated May-may-gwan.

Then ensued days of severe toil.  Dick was, of course, unable to handle the axe, so the girl had to do it under his direction.  The affair was of wedges with which to split along the grain; of repeated attempts until the resulting strips were true and without warp; of steaming and tying to the proper curve, and, finally, of binding together strongly with the tough babiche into the shape of the dog-sledge.  This, too, was suspended at last beneath the sheltering spruce.

“Bring me now,” said Dick, “rawhide of mooswa, the moose, rawhide of ah-tek, the caribou, watab, the root for sewing.”

Seated opposite each other, heads bent over the task, they made the dog-harness, strong, serviceable, not to be worn out, with the collar, the broad buckskin strap over the back, the heavy traces.  Four of them they made, for Sam would undoubtedly complete the team, and these, too, they hung out of reach in the spruce-tree.

Now Sam returned from his longest trip, empty of information, but light of spirit, for he had succeeded by his simple shrewdness in avoiding all suspicion.  He brought with him another “husky” dog, and a strong animal like a Newfoundland; also some tea and tobacco, and an axe-blade.  This latter would be especially valuable.  In the extreme cold steel becomes like glass.  The work done earned his approval, but he paused only a day, and was off again.

From the inside of the teepee hung many skins of the northern hare which May-may-gwan had captured and tanned while Dick was still on his back.  The woven blanket was finished.  Now she lined the woollen blankets with these hare-skins, over an hundred to each.  Nothing warmer could be imagined.  Of caribou skin, tanned with the hair on, she and Dick fashioned jackets with peaked hoods, which, when not in use, would hang down behind.  The opening about the face was sewn with bushy fox’s tails, and a puckering-string threaded through so that the wearer could completely protect his features.  Mittens they made from pelts of the muskrat.  Moccasins were cut extra large and high, and lined with fur of the hare.  Heavy rawhide dog-whips and buckskin gun-cases completed the simple winter outfit.