LEGENDS OF VANCOUVER some great sign in Nature the hour that the evil is conquered, the hour that his race is saved. He must leave before this sun sets, taking with him only his strongest bow, his " fleetest arrows, and going up into the moun- * tain wilderness remain there ten days—alone, alone.’ “The masterful voice ceased, the tribe _ wailed their assent, the father arose speech- « less, his drawn face revealing great agony over this seemingly brief banishment. He _ took leave of his sobbing wife, of the two tiny j souls that were his sons, grasped his favorite 4 g bow and arrows, and faced the forest like a warrior. But at the end of the ten days he ' 4 did not return, nor yet ten weeks, nor yet ten . ' months. ', “ ‘He is dead,’ wept the mother into the baby ears of her two boys. ‘He could not l battle against the evil that threatened; it was : stronger than he-—he so strong, so proud, so brave.’ ; “ ‘He is dead,’ echoed the tribesmen and the 4: tribeswomen. ‘Our strong, brave chief, he is ’l4 H dead.’ So they mourned the long year 5 through, but their chants and their tears but 1 renewed their grief; he did not return to them. “Meanwhile, far up the Capilano the ban- ished chief had built his solitary home; for « ' ‘ _ Q-=w-u»-\ ”‘ ‘._‘_.. ~,;-.. ..'.. ‘ ' 22_ .-.