The Arctic Prairies

and Indians that composed the crews. They were strict Sabbatarians (when it suited them);

ork to end in anything but disaster, and they sullenly scattered among the trees, produced their cards, and proceeded to gamble away their property, next year's pay, clothes, families, anything, and otherwise show their respect for the Lord's Day and defiance of old John MacDonald. John ma

art after the first minute, and their

and sketched the canyon looking northward. The spring birds were now beginning to arrive, but were said to

. Each carries a rifle, and every living thing that appears on the banks or on the water is fusilladed with Winchesters until it is dead or ou

uproar and fusillading; so far as could be learned without any effect,

e second or Grand Cascade, a mile farther, is about a six foot sheer drop. These are considered ve

the problem, they decided on the one safe place and manner, then returned, and each of the 13 boats was run over in 13 different places and manners. They alwa

ical practice, for those who were not sick thought they were. I cheerfully did my best for all, and was supposed to be persona grata. Just below the Cascade

or two fine fish, for there were plenty. I, presumably part owner of the catch, since I owned the boat, selected one small one for myself, whereupon the Indian insolently demanded 25 cents for it; and these were the men I had been freely doctoring for two w

was confronted by the fact that among themselves they are kind and hospitable, and at length discovered that their attitude toward us is founded on the ideas that all white men are very rich, that the Indian has made t

to their religion, the half-breeds seized their rifles, the bullets whistled harmlessly about the "Peeshoo"-whereupon he turned and walked calml

reached For

n American ex-patriot, G---, a tall, raw-boned Yank from Illinois. He was a typical American of the kind, that knows little of America and nothing of Europe; but s

as I could. He hung on my lips; he interrupted only when there seemed a halt in the stream; he revelled in, all the details of wrecks by rail and sea. Roosevelt and the trusts-insurance scandals-the So

ns and 45 small ones, wrecked 200 express trains, lynched 96 negroes in the

ngs now; and I tell you I give the worst of them there European coun

ned, courteous Swedes; ye civilised Danes; yo

8. Sometimes these were empty winter cabins; sometimes curious tools left at Hudson's Bay Post

se of common purchase they divided in four equal parts. The stove, the canoe, the lamp, the spade, were broken relentlessly and savagely into four parts-four piles of useless rubbish. The shanty was divided in four. One man had some candles of his own bringing. These he