There were but two lodges, low, conical
structures, made of a small forest of poles,
interwoven, as it were, with birch-bark,
with a small, low opening, closed by a
blanket, which could be thrown back and
tucked beneath some of the poles. A
crowd of gaunt, wolfish-looking dogs gave
an unwelcome salute as our friends ap-
proached, and then slunk away, with tails
reversed ; a dozen dirty little heads peered
out at the entrance-holes. Billy pushed
his way unceremoniously into the lodge
where the sick boy lay ; but our would-
be doctor halted at first just within the



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