windows; sometimes a black-eyed, pallid face, but never

on the tide across the ocean to the happy hunting-grounds:

At that day there existed in Oregon in vast numbers a species of

wood-rat, and our inspection of the graveyard showed that the canoes

were thickly infested with them. They were a light gray animal,

larger than the common gray squirrel, with beautiful bushy tails,

which made them strikingly resemble the squirrel, but in cunning and

deviltry they were much ahead of that quick-witted rodent. I have

known them to empty in one night a keg of spikes in the storehouse in