He reimbursed Douglas the amount advanced for Emily's hospital
expenses, but the kind old trapper would not accept another cent,
though the lad wished to pay him for his services in piloting the
vessel to St. Johns.
"Put un in th' bank. You'll be needin' un some day t' start un in
life. Hold on t' un," was the good advice that Douglas gave, and
accordingly the money was deposited in the bank.
Bob's share of the furs that he had trapped himself he very generously
insisted upon giving to Dick and Ed and Bill. They were diffident
about accepting them at first, saying:
"We were doin' nothin' for un."
But Bob pressed the furs upon them, and finally they accepted them.
The silver fox which he wept over that cold December evening sold for
four hundred and fifty dollars, and the one Dick found frozen in the
trap by the deer's antlers for three hundred dollars.
Neither did Bob forget Netseksoak and Aluktook. Money would have been
quite useless to the Eskimos as he well knew, so he sent them rifles
and many things which they could use and would value.
Laden with gifts for the home folks, and satiated with looking at the
shops and great buildings and wonders of St. Johns, they were a very
happy party when at last the mail boat steamed northward with them.
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