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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There Was One Partly Used Bag Of
Flour Which Was Lifted Out Of The Canoe And Laid On The Beach.
Then Job Handed Me The Tea And Rice Bags.
Two, not very clean,
coloured silk handkerchiefs were spread on the beach when I asked
for something to put
The tea and rice in, and a group of eager
faces bent over me as I lifted the precious contents from the bags,
leaving only enough tea to take us to the post, and enough rice for
one more pudding. An old tin pail lying near was filled with salt,
and a piece of bacon completed the list. A few little trinkets
were distributed among the women and from the expression on their
faces, I judged they had come to the conclusion that I was not so
bad after all, even though I did not smoke a pipe and so could not
give them any of their precious "Tshishtemau."
Meantime I had been thinking about my photographs. Taking up one
of my kodaks I said to the chief that I should like to take his
picture and motioned him to stand apart. He seemed to understand
quite readily and stepped lightly to one side of the little company
in a way which showed it was not a new experience to him. They had
no sort of objection to being snapped, but rather seemed quite
eager to pose for me.
Then came an invitation to go up to the camp. As George
interpreted he did not look at all comfortable, and when he asked
if I cared to go I knew he was wishing very much that I would say
"No," but I said, "Yes, indeed." So we went up while the other
three remained at the canoes.
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