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 caught 1 lb. Namaycush
heads and guts and my trout for supper. Boiled with last of flour.
Hungry and a bit weak, but all cheerful. Sat late by roaring camp
fire. Very depressing this, getting wind bound so often just when
we are trying to get fish ahead for our long portage towards home.
Have thought a good deal about home. It seems to me I'll never be
willing to leave it again. I don't believe I'll want any more
trips too hard for M. to share. Her companionship and our home
life are better than a great trip. So it seems to me.
Saturday, September 19th. - Rain and snow last night, temp. 32
degrees. Gale from northwest all day. Wind bound in camp all day.
Lay in tent almost all the time. Spits of snow. No breakfast.
Bit of fish and its liquor for lunch. Same with a dash of pea meal
at night. Oh! to be away from this lake and its gales and to be
started home! Last night we quit rolling in blankets and made bed
to keep warm. All three crawled in. Warmer than other way. Quite
comfortable all night. Plan a great deal for the future. I am
planning to give more time to home. Less fretting and more home
life. I've let my ambitions worry me. More time for my meals when
I get home and more for my wife and our friends. I want to give
one or two little dinners in the woods when we get back and while
George is there.
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