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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Certainly By The Time I Reached It They Too Would Be
There, For A Thunder-Shower Was Coming.
When only a little way from the summit, I looked down into the
valley and there, quite near where I was to meet the men, I saw
something, which looked like a huge, brown bear, lying down.
I
stopped and watched it for a while, hardly knowing what to do. I
had been deceived often, but this was not a mere black spot. It
had definite shape and colour. Though I knew but little about the
habits of bears, it did not seem the thing one would expect of a
bear, to be lying there on the moss and rocks at that time of day.
Still I did not know.
Finally, I concluded that the quickest way to settle the question
was to go and see. I had my revolver, and if it proved a real bear
I would not this time aim "any place; just at the bear." I hurried
on trying to keep the disturbing object in sight, but I could not.
When the valley was reached it was nowhere to be seen, and I
concluded I had again been deceived.
The storm had now come on, and there was still no sign of the
canoes. I decided that if I must be drenched and devoured, for the
flies were fearful, I might as well be doing something interesting.
I set off for the ridge on the further side of the lake with
something of the feeling a child has who runs away from home, for
it had been constantly impressed upon me that I must never go away
alone, and I recognized the justice of the demand; but I meant to
be careful, and probably should not go very far.
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