. Pathfinders of the West; being the thrilling story of the adventures of the men who discovered the great Northwest. he cactus already had most of the menlimping from festered feet. Yet not one word ofcomplaint was uttered; and once, when the men werecamped on a green along the portage, a voyageur gotout his fiddle, and the sore feet danced, which wasmore wholesome than moping or poulticing. Theboldness of the grizzlies was now explained. Antelopeand buffalo were carried over the falls. The bearsprowled below for the carrion. 320 PATHFINDERS OF THE WEST After failure to construct good hide bo
. Pathfinders of the West; being the thrilling story of the adventures of the men who discovered the great Northwest. he cactus already had most of the menlimping from festered feet. Yet not one word ofcomplaint was uttered; and once, when the men werecamped on a green along the portage, a voyageur gotout his fiddle, and the sore feet danced, which wasmore wholesome than moping or poulticing. Theboldness of the grizzlies was now explained. Antelopeand buffalo were carried over the falls. The bearsprowled below for the carrion. 320 PATHFINDERS OF THE WEST After failure to construct good hide boats, twoother craft, twenty-five and thirty-three feet long, wereknocked together, and the crews launched above the rapids for the far Shin-ing Mountains thatlured like a marinersbeacon. Night andday, when the sun washot, came the boom-boom as of artilleryfrom the voyageurs thoughtthis the explosion ofstones, but soonlearned to recognizethe sound of avalancheand land-slide. Theriver became narrower,deeper, swifter, as theexplorers approachedthe mountains. Forfive miles rocks roseon each side twelve. Packer carrying Goods across Portage. hundred feet high, sheer as a wall. Into this shadowycanon, silent as death, crept the boats of the whitemen, vainly straining their eyes for glimpse ofegress from the watery defile. A word, a laugh, the LEWIS AND CLARK 321 snatch of a voyageurs ditty, came back with elfin echo,as if spirits hung above the dizzy heights spying onthe intruders. Springs and tenuous, wind-blown fallslike water threads trickled down each side of the loftyrocks. The water was so deep that poles did nottouch bottom, and there was not the width of a foot-hold between water and wall for camping were unfurled from the prows of the boats towarn marauding Indians on the height above that thevoyageurs were white men, not enemies. Darknessfell on the canon with the great hushed silence of themountains ; and still the boats must go on and on inthe d
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