. Rod and gun . perts House reel, the Moose Factorydance, the Fort Albany dance, the Nor-way House dance, and many others, themusic consisting of quaint tunes com-posed of about ten notes, repeated adinfinitum. The steps were mostly doubleshuftles, executed by the moccassined feetin perfect rythm, with now and then aunique dance known as the duck danceand the rabbit dance. We talk aboutthe simplicity of the Indian, but it is amyth : these Indians danced without in-termission for refreshments until fiveoclock in the morning, and their dancepossesses a strenuosity and movementthat make our waltz
. Rod and gun . perts House reel, the Moose Factorydance, the Fort Albany dance, the Nor-way House dance, and many others, themusic consisting of quaint tunes com-posed of about ten notes, repeated adinfinitum. The steps were mostly doubleshuftles, executed by the moccassined feetin perfect rythm, with now and then aunique dance known as the duck danceand the rabbit dance. We talk aboutthe simplicity of the Indian, but it is amyth : these Indians danced without in-termission for refreshments until fiveoclock in the morning, and their dancepossesses a strenuosity and movementthat make our waltzes and two stepslook like the efforts of a paralytic withrigor mortis upon him. I remained untilthe beginning of the last dance, known asthe Kissing Dance—and it was—justthat sort. Everyone in the room mustparticipate in that dance willv nilly. Firstan Indian girl gets up amd does a sort ofjig, after which she selects some Indianand salutes him with a rousing kiss; thenthev both continue the dance, and he in. 1. White Hares. 2. On the Trapping Trail. turn selects another maiden whom hekisses; thus it goes on until every onepresent has been thus pleasantly was sitting with Mr. Christie, the factorfrom Brunswick House, and after thedance started Mr. Christie gravely re-marked to me, Do you know. I believeit is time for me to retire, and unwillingto assume our part in the festivities, webeat a very hasty retreat. The following day marked the end ofmy vacation; it had been a good trip, arefreshing pause in the whirl of life;there had been lots of hard work, but allpleasurable and of the kind that makesgood, red blood leap in the arteries, and Iwas ready for the return, not quite ready,but at least reconciled, and as I steppedupon the C. P. R. express for Torontof knew^ that I w^as more fit for my dailyduties of civilization by reason of myfollowing the snow trails of theWilderness. Reminiscences of Woodcock Shooting in Nova Scotia I!V R. LORDLY. OI- ALL the gam
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