. Hudson's Bay, or, Every-day life in the wilds of North America, during six years' residence in the territories of the honourable Hudson's bay company . ost, arrived to spend theholidays at York Factory. We were greatly delightedto have a new face to look at, having seen no one butourselves since the ship left for England, nearly fourmonths before. Our visitor, Mr K , had travelled in a dog cariole. This machine is very narrow, just broad enough to admitone person. It is a wooden frame covered with deer-skin parchment, painted gaudily, and is generally drawnby four Esquimaux dogs. Christmas m
. Hudson's Bay, or, Every-day life in the wilds of North America, during six years' residence in the territories of the honourable Hudson's bay company . ost, arrived to spend theholidays at York Factory. We were greatly delightedto have a new face to look at, having seen no one butourselves since the ship left for England, nearly fourmonths before. Our visitor, Mr K , had travelled in a dog cariole. This machine is very narrow, just broad enough to admitone person. It is a wooden frame covered with deer-skin parchment, painted gaudily, and is generally drawnby four Esquimaux dogs. Christmas morning dawned, and I opened my eyes tobehold the sun flashing brightly on the window, in itsendeavours to make a forcible entry into my room,through the thick hoarfrost which covered it. PresentlyI became aware of a gentle breathing near me, andturning my eyes slowly round, I beheld my companion C standing on tiptoe, with a tremendous grin on his countenance, and a huge pillow in his hands, whichwas in the very act of descending upon my devotedhead. To collapse into the smallest possible compass,and present the most invulnerable part of my body to. HUDSONS BAY. 159 the blow, was the work of an instant, when down camethe pillow, bang ! Hooroo! hurroo ! hurroo! a merry Christmas to you, you rascal! shouted C . Bang ! bang ! went the pillow. Turn out of that, youlazy lump of plethoric somnolescence, whack !—and,twirling the ill-used pillow round his head, my facetiousfriend rushed from the room to bestow upon the otheroccupants of the Hall a similar salutation. Upon re-covering from the effects of my pommelling, I sprangfrom bed and donned my clothes with all speed, and then went to pay my friend Mr W the compliments of the season. In passing through the Hall for this purpose,I discovered C struggling in the arms of the skip-per, who, having wrested the pillow from him, was nowendeavouring to throttle him partially. I gently shutand fastened the door of their room, purposing to
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