"Could we believe our ears to-day, when we thought we heard you say, that you and Ookemasquao, (Mrs Young's Indian name) were coming over to dine with us?" "Certainly, your ears are all right. That is what they heard, and that is what we are thinking of doing," would be our answer. "Nothing but fish, have we to set before you," would generally be their reply, uttered in tones of regret. "Well, that is all right. It is what we generally eat at home," we would reply. "Well, but we have no table as yet, or chairs, or dishes fit for you," would be their next objection. "That is all right, we are coming." Meantime, their half frightened wives would be seen standing behind their husbands, most attentively listening to the conversation. When they found that this enumeration of the lack of variety of food and the poverty of their new homes, could not deter us from our determination to dine with them, almost in desperation they would say: "Well, what are we to do to be ready to receive you?" "That is the very question we wanted you to ask," I would reply. "Now I will tell you what is in our hearts. Have plenty of your fish ready and we will look after the rest of the dinner. But there are several other things about which we are anxious, and to which we want you to attend: first, we want to see when we visit you, how very clean and sweet your new house will be; then, we are also anxious to see, how neat and tidy the members of the family will be; we also wish to see, how bright and polished all your kettles, pots, and plates, will be. We are both coming to your homes as I announced, so be on the lookout and ready for us. I believe we will all have a good time." Somewhat relieved by this interview, they would start off to their homes. Soon after breakfast on Monday morning, Mrs Young would have her own dog-train and cariole brought up to the door, aid aided by willing hands, the cariole would be quickly loaded up for the visit to the Indian home announced for that day's visit.