but I could not see a clearing. I saw the sun just sinking below the horizon; it seemed to be going down in the East. I knew it was the West, but could not work out my course by it. I got down and search- ' ed for my tracks. I could find them in places, and by careful obser~ vation I got the trail I made going in. I could see where the leaves had been disturbed in places, and I retraced my steps to the clearing. The practice of close observation is very helpful in every walk of life. The Indians are keen observers and can guide themselves through great forests. We should also practice self-control, and keep calm, and think, and reason; excitement and fear will confuse. Boys should have a guide, or a compass when going into a large woods. It is best that they try not to get lost. One of my sisters was lost for three days . and nights in that woods. We had an anxious time until we found her; night and day the woods resounded" with the wild clamor of bells, ' and horns, and the shouting of searchers. Hanging Head Down Over a Deep Well One summer day I went over to a neighbour’s to play with the boys; there were two or three nearly my size, and some smaller ones. There was an old well out in the field; this well was thirty or forty . feet deep. There was a wooden frame over the mouth or top of it; this was boarded in like a house. There was a roller with a Windlass fixed into the frame; around this roller there had been a rope for lifting the bucket. At this time there was only a little muddy water in the well and as it was not in use, there was no rope or bucket; the frame was old and in places rotting away. The earth had fallen out from under the sills in places, leaving holes big enough for a boy to crawl in. The swallows had built nests in the crevices, between the stones, down a little in the well, but so near the top that curious boys could not resist the temptation to try to get some eggs or young swal- lows. I crawled in head first; at one of the holes, I held on to the sill with one hand and reached down as far as I could with the other to get the young swallows. I pulled myself in until only my legs were sticking out. In my excitement, getting so near the nests, I was not aware I was so far into the old well; when I attempted to get back I found that I could not pull myself out; there I was hanging head 68