A Woman's Way Through Unknown Labrador An Account Of The Exploration Of The Nascaupee And George Rivers By Mrs. Leonidas Hubbard, Junior
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I Was So Glad To
See This Letter, And Remembered How He Did Speak Of Me This Summer,
And Was So Always Pleased Of My Work.
And further, to see here
what he has written about me, even to his very last.
Then I knew his letter would help if the people would not believe
me in what I said.
They fixed Mr. Hubbard's body the best way they could and returned
to Mr. Wallace. Going up they found Mr. Wallace 1 mile above from
where we got the flour from, where Wallace and I parted. They came
on to his trail first. Then they followed him up. He has crossed
the river on the ice to the south shore, just near where they came
to him along the river, where some caribou had been going across.
He had a little fire, but was unable to make a start or to travel
any more. Allan Goudy says he right away gave Wallace some bread
and butter, and after he ate that he did want some more: "But we
would not give him more. We were afraid to give him too much, for
fear he would eat too much. He then got a hold of some raw salt
pork and was going to eat it raw, that we had just to take it from
him."
The two young lads, Duncan M'Lean and Gilbert Blake, stayed with
Mr. Wallace, and Donald and Allan went right on to Mr. Hubbard.
They saw Wallace's trail through the snow, and along where he went,
and only less than a couple hundred yards from the tent, and had
turned back and followed his own trail again, thinking he had gone
past the camp. They found Mr. Wallace was frost-bitten on the
point of his toe, the big toe on his left foot. He had yet a
little of the flour when they found him. The two lads stays up
with Mr. Wallace, so when he gets a little stronger they would come
down to Grand Lake. They had a tent and stove, and lots of
provisions.
Sunday, November 1st. - I went with Allan over where be lives, 7
miles from Donald's, 4 miles by the lake, then up the Nascaupee
River 3 miles. My first glimpse of the Nascaupee River. The
Nascaupee River is a nice big river compared to the Susan and
Beaver River, and much wider and deeper. When we came along here
in the summer, we saw this bay where the Nascaupee River comes out
from, from a distance; but we thought it was just only a bay, and
high mountains all round, and we never thought a river came out
from there. So we did not go in there at all. We saw also from a
distance, where Beaver River run out from; but we thought it was
only an island. So we still just went on and followed the map.
It was late in the evening when we got back to Donald's. Donald
and Allan would start off again in the morning to meet the two lads
and Wallace.
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