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130 T H R O U G H T H E M A C K E N Z I E B A S IN
horrible banquet, and there took his own life. Having
rowed across the river for better tracking, as we crawled
p a i n f u l l y along, the melancholy P o i n t w i t h its lonely graves,
deserted cabins and cannibal legend receded into eerie distance
and wrapped itself once more i n congenial solitude.
The men continued t r a c k i n g u n t i l ten a. m., much of the
time wading along banks heavily overhung w i t h alders, or
along high, sheer walls of rock, up to the armpits i n the
swift current. The country passed through was one giant
mass of forest, pine and poplar, resting generally upon
loamy clay— a good agricultural country in the main,
s i m i l a r to many parts of Ontario when a wilderness.
We camped at the J o l i F o u Rapids, having only made
about fifteen miles. It was a beautiful spot, a pebbly shore,
w i t h fine open forest behind, evidently a favourite camping-
place i n winter. Next morning the trackers, having
recrossed for better footing, got into a swale of the worst
k i n d , which hampered them greatly, as the swift river was
now at its height and covered w i t h gnarled driftwood.
The foliage here and there showed signs of change, some
poplars yellowing already along the immediate banks, and
the f a m i l i a r scent of autumn was i n the air. In a word,
the change so f a m i l i a r i n Manitoba i n August had taken
place here, to be followed by a balmy September and the
fine fall weather of the N o r t h , saioj to surpass that of the
East i n mildness by day, though perhaps sharper by night.
We were now but a few miles f r om the last obstruction, the
P e l i c a n Rapids, and pushed on i n the morning along banks
of a coal- like blackness, loose and friable, w i t h t h i n cracks
and fissures running i n all directions, the forest behind
being the usual mixture of spruce and poplar. By midday
we were at the rapids, by no means formidable, but
w i t h a t i c k l i s h place or two, and got to P e l i c a n Portage in
the evening, where were several shanties and a Hudson's
B a y freighting station. Here, too, is a well w h i c h was sunk
for petroleum, but which struck gas instead, blowing up
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| OCR | 130 T H R O U G H T H E M A C K E N Z I E B A S IN horrible banquet, and there took his own life. Having rowed across the river for better tracking, as we crawled p a i n f u l l y along, the melancholy P o i n t w i t h its lonely graves, deserted cabins and cannibal legend receded into eerie distance and wrapped itself once more i n congenial solitude. The men continued t r a c k i n g u n t i l ten a. m., much of the time wading along banks heavily overhung w i t h alders, or along high, sheer walls of rock, up to the armpits i n the swift current. The country passed through was one giant mass of forest, pine and poplar, resting generally upon loamy clay— a good agricultural country in the main, s i m i l a r to many parts of Ontario when a wilderness. We camped at the J o l i F o u Rapids, having only made about fifteen miles. It was a beautiful spot, a pebbly shore, w i t h fine open forest behind, evidently a favourite camping- place i n winter. Next morning the trackers, having recrossed for better footing, got into a swale of the worst k i n d , which hampered them greatly, as the swift river was now at its height and covered w i t h gnarled driftwood. The foliage here and there showed signs of change, some poplars yellowing already along the immediate banks, and the f a m i l i a r scent of autumn was i n the air. In a word, the change so f a m i l i a r i n Manitoba i n August had taken place here, to be followed by a balmy September and the fine fall weather of the N o r t h , saioj to surpass that of the East i n mildness by day, though perhaps sharper by night. We were now but a few miles f r om the last obstruction, the P e l i c a n Rapids, and pushed on i n the morning along banks of a coal- like blackness, loose and friable, w i t h t h i n cracks and fissures running i n all directions, the forest behind being the usual mixture of spruce and poplar. By midday we were at the rapids, by no means formidable, but w i t h a t i c k l i s h place or two, and got to P e l i c a n Portage in the evening, where were several shanties and a Hudson's B a y freighting station. Here, too, is a well w h i c h was sunk for petroleum, but which struck gas instead, blowing up |
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