Forest, Lake and Prairie: Twenty Years of Frontier Life in Western Canada—1842-62McDougall, John
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Forest, Lake and Prairie: Twenty Years of Frontier Life in Western Canada—1842-62
McDougall, John
Frontier and pioneer life -- Northwest, Canadian; McDougall, John, 1842-1917; Northwest, Canadian -- Description and travel
After that first hour in the class-room, I saw then that after all I
was as capable as many others around me, and was greatly comforted.
But my rascal of a chum, noticing that I stuck to my Latin grammar a
great deal, one day, when I was out of the room, took and smeared the
pages of my lesson with mucilage and shut the book, thus destroying
that part for me, and putting me in another quandary.
However, I got over that, and "laid low" for my chum, for he was soon
at his tricks again. This time he knotted and twisted my Sunday
clothes, as they hung in the room.
And now my temper was up. I went out on to the playground, found him
among a crowd, and caught him by the throat, tripped him up and got
on him, and said, "You villain! You call me an Indian; I will Indian
you, I will--scalp you!" And with this, with one hand on his throat,
I felt for my knife with the other, when he began to call "Murder!"
The boys took me off, and I laid my case before them, and showed them
how the young rascal had treated me. And now the crowd took my part,
and I was introduced.
After that everybody knew me, and I had lots of friends.
Before long I "cleaned out" the crowd in running foot-races, and
proved myself the equal of any at "long jump" and "hop, step and
jump." This made me one of the boys, and even my chum began to be
proud of me.
[Illustration: HOW I CURED MY CHUM]
But my greatest hardship was lack of funds, even enough to obtain
books, or paper and pencils. Once I borrowed twenty-five cents from
one of the boys, and after a few days he badgered me for it, and kept
it up until I was in despair and felt like killing him. Then I went
to one of the "Conference students" and borrowed the twenty-five
cents to give to my persecutor; and then daily I wended my way to the
post-office, hoping for a remittance, but none came for weeks, and
when one came, it had the great sum of _one dollar_ in it. How
gladly I paid my twenty-five cents debt, and carefully hoarded the
balance of my dollar. Christmas came, and most of the boys went
home; but though I wanted to go home and my parents wanted me very
much, and though it took but a few dollars to go from Cobourg to
Barrie, the few were not forthcoming, and my holidays were to go back
to Alan-wick amongst my father's old friends, those with whom he had
worked during his time under Elder Case, and who received me kindly
for my father's sake.
Soon the busy months passed, and then convocation and holidays, and I
went back to Rama and enjoyed a short holiday in canoeing down to
Muskoka, having as my companions my cousin Charles and my brother
David.
We had a good time, and when we came home I engaged to work for
Thomas Moffatt, of Orillia, for one year, for $5.00 per month and my
board.
My work was attending shop, and one part especially was trading with
the Indians.
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