Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-04-13
A NIGHT WITH PETER GRIM.

~ pity the skitf or canoe caught in
this blast" was Peter Crim's mental re-
Election, as he threw an extra pine knot |
on the already blazing fire, which sent
shower Of sparks up the chimney and
filed the apartment in which he sat with
vivid crimson glow, lighting up the
much begrimed rafters, and flashing
over the curtainless windows with a
lurid glare.
Peter was we'll known huntsman and
trapper on the Canadian back lakes, who
had made his home on rocky island,
known as Moss cliff, for many year.
He was at present engaged in mending a |
pair Of untanned leather leggins with a |
huge needle and piece of Irvine, while
he enjoyed his pipe. Having had sue
cessful day among the ducks, he was in
high good humor with himself and all |
the world. Lying curled up about the
fire were four dogs, whose weary, drag
gled appearance showed that they had
done their master faithful service, and he
regarded them complacently through the
tilmy wreaths of tobaccO-smoke, as he
drew his needle clumsily in and out.
Suspended from crane over the fire was
a large pot, which sent forth pleasant,
bubbling sound and filed the room with
savory odor. Peters household goods
consisted of the said pot and kettle
which stood on the hearth, a canoe and
rifle, a table and few benches--which
last had evidently been manufactured by
his own hands. The walls were decorated
by goodly array Of deer's antlers, which
were to him what collection of scalps
would be to the primitive red man.
Presently beautiful retriever which
had been lying at his feet, started up,
and gazing into bis masters face began
to whine and wag his tail. Peter paused
in his occupation, and taking his pipe out
OF his mouth sat for moment III listen.
ing attitude. Through the ceaseless roar
OF battling wind and water without came
faint halloo, which could only have
been distinguished by the practised ear
Of the hunter. Starting up with the
speed of lightning he snatched a lantern
off the shelf near at hand, which he lit
with blazing brand from the fire, and
then putting on his hat he rushed out into
the murky darkness, followed by all the
dogs, who set up furious barking, while
he held the lantern up over his head and
shouted with all his might. Another
shout floated over the dark, angry waters,
and yet another, and he answered again
and again, as he wendell his way down
over the messy rocks, followed by the
dogs;
lated, as he drew near the landing place,
in the vicinity of which he espied a
large skif struggling with the waves.
The occupants of the boat sent up JOY
Gus shout when, by the aid of the lantern,
they could see their way to
shore, and, guided aud assisted by Peter,
they were soon standing high and drv on
the rocks. They were two young amateur
sportsmen, and had wonderful story to
tell Of their perilous voyage up the lake.
They had been out since morning, and
had attempted to land before nlghtfall
but being unacquainted with the shores
and islands, they were cruising about in
quest Of a landing place when night closed
in about them and the storm blew up
They had gone among group of islands
and had given themselves up for lost
when their attention was attracted by
Peters light and they essayed to attract
his attention, with what success we have
seen. They were both bewailing the loss
of favorite and beautiful dog, which
for some unaccountable reason, had
sprung out of the boat and disappeared
into the darkness just before they succeed
ed in attracting the hunters attention.
In the meantime they had reached
Peters habitation and were standing il
the glow of the fire shaking the spray of
their coats preparatory to hanging then
up to dry.
"Well, gentlemen, I suppose you don
know where you have got to-" said Peter
with an important air; "this is Moss Gilt
lodge, and am Peter Grim; I dare sa7
you have often heard of me-every on
knows me in these parts"
They had never before heard of eithe
Peter or his lodge, but as it appeared t.
afford him great deal of satisfaction t.
think that every one had heard of hin
they did not inform him Of their ignor
ance, but in return for information the,
informed him that their names were re
and that they were two law servant
from the city of Toronto.
"Well, boys, dry and rest yourselves
This place is rough as you see, but sucl
as it is you are welcome to it, and I sup
pose little supper would not 60 amis
with you," he continued.
"Supper! feel as If I could devou
an OK" said young Boyer, who ha'
been casting hungry glances at the bub
bling pot.
Sand as to this place being rough
when you opened the door | thought
never sat my eyes upon anything S
cozy and comfortable-lo as th
fire. chimed his friend
II haven't got an OK for you exactly
said Peter, laughing, ''but as general
make stew enough at one time to last m
for three or four days, at this time of tt
year, think there will be enough for a
hands,"
Then he removed the cover of the D,
and flooded the room with an appetizir
odor of game stew.
"There is nothing like few potatot
and bit of onion to make stew {
good" he continued, diving into dal
region near the fire. place from which ]
emerged with dish containing the sa
vegetables, and he proceeded to peel al
slice it into the pot-a process that W
watched with the greatest interest by /
hungry guests. Having stirred the ste
with large iron spoon, he laid loaf
rye bread, a large platter and few ,
plates aud irons on the table.
"That is supper for king" repeat