The next moment Little Moccasin came up, and Wolf Cap lifted her from the ground, and in his embrace covered her face with kisses. He held her there until the sound of battle died away, and when he released her, she glided to Harvey Catlett's side and put her hands in his. "Areotha is glad, Fair Face," she said, her eyes sparkling with joy. "The real father is found, and he will be happy until the Manitou sends for all of us." There, on the bloody battlefield of the Fallen Timbers, Wolf Cap had found his child. It was a reunion impossible to describe, but many a heart beat in unison with the father's in the bivouac that night. Of course, Little Moccasin left the woods and became Harvey Catlett's bride, while the backwoods preacher made Oscar Parton and the settler's daughter one. Thus, with Wayne's decisive victory over the allied tribes, end the trails which we have followed through the summer woods of the Maumee. THE END. TREED BY A BEAR. BY EBEN E. REXFORD. We were gathered around the fire at grandfather's, one winter evening, cracking butternuts and drinking cider, when one of the boys called out for a story, and proposed that grandfather should be the one to tell it. "Yes, do tell us a story; please," spoke up half a dozen voices; "you haven't told us a story in a long time, grandfather." "I don't believe I can think of anything new," said grandfather; "I told you all my stories a long time ago." "Tell us the one about your being treed by a bear," suggested the prospective hunter of the party; "you haven't told that to all of us." "Oh, yes, tell us that one," cried the children in chorus, and grandfather began: "When your grandmother and I moved into the country, it didn't look much as it does now. There were no clearings of more than three or four acres in extent, and the settlers were scattered here and there through the woods, two or three miles apart. I came on before your grandmother did, and put up a rough shanty of logs, with a bark roof, and a floor of split pieces of basswood. You may be sure of one thing, children, and that is, we didn't have things very nice and handy in those days; but we were just beginning, and we had to do the best we could, and what we couldn't help we had to put up with. "I built a little stable for our cow, which I left with your grandmother in the settlement where you find a city to-day, until I got ready to move my family and all my earthly possessions into the woods where I was making my new home. I cleared off a little patch of ground and got it ready for a garden, and then went after your grandmother and our household goods. "It was a two days' drive to this place from the settlement then. I hired a man to bring your grandmother and our things, while I drove old Brindle. I shall never forget our first few days in our new home. We couldn't get used to it for some reason. Everything was so rough, and clumsy and awkward, I suppose.