The western Avernus; . raced appearance I had noticedoccasionally higher up. The timber got less and less,and the appearance of the country was drier. I wastold that we had now passed out of the up-country WetBelt, and were in the Dry Belt, where rain did not fallall the year round. At last, after a journey which would not have seemedlong if I had not known how much faster we mighthave travelled had it not been for the logs behind us,we began to come near to Kamloops. I had deter-mined to go no farther than this on the boat; and onrepresenting the matter in the proper light to thecaptain, he r
The western Avernus; . raced appearance I had noticedoccasionally higher up. The timber got less and less,and the appearance of the country was drier. I wastold that we had now passed out of the up-country WetBelt, and were in the Dry Belt, where rain did not fallall the year round. At last, after a journey which would not have seemedlong if I had not known how much faster we mighthave travelled had it not been for the logs behind us,we began to come near to Kamloops. I had deter-mined to go no farther than this on the boat; and onrepresenting the matter in the proper light to thecaptain, he returned me the extra fare I had paid toSavonas Ferry. This two dollars was now all mycapital. Late in the evening of the third day, on cominground a bend in the river, we saw the lights of a town,and a quarter of an hour after the steamship had blownher whistle we were moored alongside the wharf at theFlour Mill, and taking my blankets on my back, I wentashore after bidding Fritz farewell. I was in Kamloopsat last. 124. *S CHAPTER XI ROUND RAM LOO PS After asking where I could find a hotel, I walkedfrom the wharf across a bed of sawdust which waswheeled from the sawmill adjoining, and came to thestreet of which Kamloops consists. In a few minutesmy blankets were lying on a pile of rugs and valises,and I sat down by the stove to get warm in the bar-roomof Ned Cannell, the best known and most popularhotel-keeper in the town. There were fifteen or twentymen in the room, most of us smoking or chewing; afew were in the boisterous stage of incipient intoxica-tion, and some two or three were lying helplessly onthe floor. I could hear snatches of conversation. Come, step us, boys, whats your liquor ? Take asmile ; Oh now, dont give us taffy ; ? Whats thisyou re telling me ? or, Say, Jack, got a chew oterbacker? hand us your plug. Then there was talkof the railroad, which, of course, was the all-absorbingtopic, some prophesying prosperity, and some universalruin and desolation as its re
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