"If that is true," said the officer, thoughtfully, "the French must have more nerve than I ever gave them credit for." "It was a daring deed," said the Chief, who walked off with Thomas, leaving the others to follow. CHAPTER IX. _THE NEW TUTOR._ 1806. The Chief had been detained in Quebec several days longer than he intended, awaiting a schooner, when a stranger approached him and said: "Pardon me, sir, but I have a note here from Lieutenant Randall." Breaking the seal, the Chief read as follows: THE CITADEL, August 7th, 1806. P. WRIGHT, Esq. DEAR SIR,--This will introduce to you Harold Wrenford, an old school friend from Wilton, England, who has just arrived and is seeking employment. He has references from his rector and others which would indicate that he is well fitted for the position of tutor, which I believe you wish to fill. Wishing you and Miss Wright a _bon voyage_.--Believe me, sir, Yours very sincerely, WM. RANDALL. The young Englishman was about the same height as the officer, but, unlike his friend, had a clean shaven face and dark auburn hair, which came almost to his shoulders. The expression of his face when in repose was pensive. An air of refinement distinguished his voice and manner. His general appearance and testimonials created a most favorable impression on the Chief, and the two were not long in coming to terms of agreement. A few hours later they were stemming the mighty current of the St. Lawrence in a small schooner, _en route_ for Montreal, where the _Colombo_, a flat-bottomed bateau, was waiting to take them to their destination. The advent of the tutor proved a most important event in the history of the backwoods settlement, and marked the beginning of a new era. Though courteous and obliging to the Chief and his family, he ever manifested a cool reserve to the neighbors, which made him most unpopular among them. They would call at the office, pay their accounts, and depart without a word of friendly greeting, or even of common courtesy. Some regarded the tutor as a recluse with very exaggerated ideas of his own importance. Others looked upon him with suspicion, and whispered that he was probably the son of a nobleman in England who had committed a crime and had to flee the country. A general feeling of dislike began to manifest itself, which was intensified by the fact that the Chief, who had always been geniality itself, became almost inaccessible to them. When they would call at the Wigwam to discuss current events they invariably found him engaged with Wrenford. When they would call at the office in hope of hearing something of the outside world--for newspapers rarely reached the township at that time, and the Chief was the only link between them and civilization--the ubiquitous Wrenford was ever intruding and diverting the Chief's attention.