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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"Bruise" for breakfast. Hard-tack,
fish, pork, boiled together - good. "Two more early risin's, and
then duff and bruise," is said to be a Thursday remark of the
fishermen. The _Pelican_ came in to-day. Stole in in fog, and
whistled before flag was up. Good joke on Post. Big day.
_Pelican_ goes from here to York, stopping at Ungava on way out and
comes back again. Brings supplies. Captain Gray came on shore.
Has been with company thirty years, in northern waters fifty years.
Jolly, cranky, old fellow. "You'll never get back" he says to us.
"If you are at Ungava when I get there I'll bring you back."
Calder, lumberman on Grand River and Sandwich Bay, here says we
can't do it. Big Salmon stuffed and baked for dinner - bully.
George says he is ready to start now. Prophecies that we can't do
it, don't worry me. Have heard them before. Can do it. WILL.
Monday, July 13th. - This noon the _Julia Sheridan_, Deep Sea
Mission Boat, Dr. Simpson, came. We said good-bye and embarked for
Northwest River. Had good informal supper in little cabin. Good
easy yachting time. Stopped about 11 P.M. behind St. John's Island
for the night.
Tuesday, July 14th. - Landed about 2 P.M. at Northwest River.
Thomas M'Kenzie in charge. Bully fellow, all alone, lonesome, but
does not admit it. Tall, wiry, hospitable in the extreme. Not
busy in winter. Traps some. Wishes he could go with us.
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