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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Then He Said, "You Can Go On Again And Don't Delay On Me."
I came on some caribou trail (it was then getting dark) and quite
fresh, which run in all directions.
I stood and thought, "When
Wallace comes here be will not know my trail from the caribou
trail; and if he cannot come to me to-night, if he follow the
caribou trail it might lead him out of the way altogether; and if
it snows again to-night I may not be able to find him in the
morning."
So I stayed till he came and told him why I waited for him. He was
glad and said sure he would not know my trail from the caribou,
which would perhaps lead him out of the way. So we sat down and
ate some more of the partridge raw.
Mr. Wallace says, "I just fancy that I never ate something so good
in my life."
We could have camped right there where I killed the partridge, as
we would have something for our supper; but what I wanted to find
out too was - Is the flour there I wonder. If we did not get there
it would be in my mind all the time, "I wonder if the flour is
there." It got dark and we still travelled. Wallace would often
ask me, "How far is it from here to the flour?" "How far is it to
the flour?"
At last I knew we were coming to it.
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