It was many a long day, however, before Rose recovered her spirits.  Her mind, indeed, seemed to be a blank as to the past, and Uncle Donald, afraid of reviving the recollection of the fearful scenes she must have witnessed, forbore to say anything which might recall them.  However, by the time we reached Fort Edmonton, where Hugh McLellan had been left, she was able to prattle away right merrily.  The officers at the fort offered to take charge of her, but Uncle Donald would not consent to part with his little "Prairie Rose," as he called her; and after a short stay we set out again, with Hugh added to our party, across the Rocky Mountains, and at length arrived safely at Clearwater.