. On snow-shoes to the barren grounds [microform] : twenty-eight miles after musk-oxen and wood-bison. Hunting; Chasse. UP-STREAM BY CANOE TO CIIII'EWVAN 303 the Hudson's Hay Company stuff from the handing to the fort was pressed into service, and a cart started off with my luggage for the landing in care of VViUiam. the full-blooded Loucheux, of whom I have spoken as being so clever in carving with the "crooked ; I did not start until one o'clock, as iMcKinlcy was to loan me his bronco. Fort Smith and the landing are the only places in the country north of I>a liiche where
. On snow-shoes to the barren grounds [microform] : twenty-eight miles after musk-oxen and wood-bison. Hunting; Chasse. UP-STREAM BY CANOE TO CIIII'EWVAN 303 the Hudson's Hay Company stuff from the handing to the fort was pressed into service, and a cart started off with my luggage for the landing in care of VViUiam. the full-blooded Loucheux, of whom I have spoken as being so clever in carving with the "crooked ; I did not start until one o'clock, as iMcKinlcy was to loan me his bronco. Fort Smith and the landing are the only places in the country north of I>a liiche where the luxury of horses is indulged, or indeed where they can be used ; for in all this vast Northland there is no over- land travel except on the portage at Fort Smith. Water- courses are the highways of the country for canoes in summer and for snow-shoes and sledges in winter. My ride across the portage on McKinley's bronco was the first bit of leisurely travelling I had had. I knew the ox-cart would not arrive until that night, and that I should not be able to leave the landing until the follow- ing morning. So I let the horse take his gait, while I fell into a reminiscent mood. The last time I had crossed that portage was on niy return from the disappointing bison hunt, when hunger and a knowledge that McKinley had moose meat gave speed to Munn and me. Then the ground was covered with snow, and the river a great, white, frozen streak; not a sound in the woods of animal life save the occasional whir of a startled ptarmigan. Then the wonderful northern lights showed me the trail. Now the sun shone down so warmly that I threw off my capote. All the snow was gone, and in its place were water and mud. Now all the. t-.;, .. DIAGRAM OK liKAR-lKAl' a . I I. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original Whitney, C
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