Out in the Canadian northwest a pretty girl is bound to have a goodly supply of admirers. Marie is one, and she likes Jacques very much; even now she is writing a note telling him to meet her at their favorite trysting-place. Jacques gets it, but in walking through the woods, a bear trap suddenly snaps closed, and his foot is caught. In pain, he halloos for help, and who should come along but Victor, his rival for the hand of Marie. Does Victor release him? Oh, no! Instead, he seizes Marie's note which Jacques has been fondly reading, and off he goes to meet her. Marie borrowed a pretty shawl from her friend Annette, who got it from her husband. When she arrives at the appointed place and sees Victor instead of Jacques she flees, dropping the shawl. Innocent Annette's husband has gone to the aid of Jacques in the bear-trap, and accompanying him to the scene, has been just in time to see the fleeing figure, and the shawl on the ground. Of course, he jumps at the quickest solution (the wrong one) and his wife cannot convince him that it was not she who met Victor; neither can Victor himself tide the awful storm of the maddened husband, until finally, when Jacques' fellow-trappers come to the cabin to make Victor explain the mean advantage of Jacques in the bear-trap. Nothing makes a man feel more sheepish than to find that he had been following the wrong track, especially when he's a big, northwestern trapper.