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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You Do Not
Need To Suppose That Because I Will Not Kill Rabbits, Or Ptarmigan,
Or Caribou, I Should Have Any Objection To Killing A Nascaupee
Indian If It Were Necessary."
Nevertheless the meeting with the Indians had for me assumed a new
and more serious aspect, and, remembering their agony of fear lest
some harm befall me ere we reached civilisation again, I realised
how the situation seemed to the men.
When I went to my tent, it
was to lie very wide awake, turning over in my mind plans of battle
in case the red men proved aggressive.
The following morning the weather was still bad but we attempted to
go forward. Soon a snow squall drove us to the shelter of the
woods. When it had passed we were again on the water; but rain
came on and a gale of wind drove it into our faces, till they
burned as if hot water instead of cold were pelting them. We could
make no headway, and so put ashore on the right bank of the river
to wait for calmer weather. Camp was made on a tiny moss-covered
ridge of rock back of the stretch of swamp along the shore, and
soon a roaring fire sent out its welcome warmth to the wet and
shivering wayfarers crouching near it in the shelter of the spruce.
How cold it was! And how slowly we were getting on!
The river widened here, and on the left bank, at short intervals
broad trails with fresh cut tracks led down to its edge, and along
the shore a wide band of white caribou hair clung to the bank four
feet above the river, where it had been left by the receding water.
So we knew that the caribou had been in possession of the region
since shedding their winter coats.
We had been sitting by the fire only a little while when Job, who,
after his usual manner had disappeared, called to us in a low,
eager voice from one hundred feet away. He said only one word -
"Joe" - but we all knew what it meant and there was a rush in the
direction in which he had again disappeared. A herd of fifteen
caribou were swimming across from the opposite shore straight to
the little bay above our landing. Under cover of the woods and
willows we stole down quite close to the water and waited until
they came almost to shore. Then springing from our hiding places
we shouted at them. The beautiful, frightened creatures turned and
went bounding back through the shallow water, splashing it into
clouds of spray, till they sank into the deeper tide and only heads
and stubs of tails could be seen as they swam back to the other
shore. They were nearly all young ones, some of them little fawns.
All day long, at short intervals, companies of them were seen
crossing, some one way, some another. Towards evening two herds
passed the camp at the same time, one to the east of us but a short
distance away, and the other along the foot of the ridge on the
west, not fifty feet from our camp.
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