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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The Work Was But Imperfectly
Done, Yet I Did What I Could.
The hills were white with snow when the ship came to Ungava.
She
had run on a reef in leaving Cartwright, her first port of call on
the Labrador coast; her keel was ripped out from stem to stern, and
for a month she had lain in dry dock for repairs at St. John's,
Newfoundland. It was October 22nd when I said good-bye to my kind
friends at the post and in ten days the _Pelican_ landed us safe at
Rigolette. Here I had the good fortune to be picked up by a
steamer bound for Quebec; but the wintry weather was upon us and
the voyage dragged itself out to three times its natural length, so
that it was the evening of November 20th, just as the sun sank
behind the city, that the little steamer was docked at Quebec, and
I stepped from her decks to set foot once again in "God's country."
DIARY OF LEONIDAS HUBBARD, JR.
KEPT DURING HIS EXPEDITION INTO LABRADOR
Tuesday, July 7th - Last night moonlight and starry and fine. This
morning the shore of Labrador spread out before us in the sunshine.
It calls ever so hard, and I am hungry to tackle it. Landed this
A.M. at Indian Harbour. George and I went ashore in the canoe;
Wallace in ship's boat. Lot of fishermen greeted us. Find all men
and women on the coast are Newfoundland men, and "Liveyeres" (Live-
heres). The former come up to fish in summer and are the
aristocrats.
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