Edward Sylvester Ellis, Bill Biddon, Trapper; or, Life in the Northwest
“ Ah! there was the fate of Nat, my companion, still shrouded in obscurity. I determined to question her at once in regard to him.“Imogene, although this is hardly the proper moment, I cannot help questioning you about the fate of a friend of mine.”“I know to whom you refer,” she answered, quickly. “I have heard him speak of you, but he does not know of your existence. He is a captive like yourself, save that he seems perfectly contented with his fate.”“Thank heaven! it seems indeed that a wonderful Providence is watching over all of us.” ”
