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
Finding the dining-room, I sat down at the only vacant place, and was
asked by the gentleman at the head of the table if I would have some
buffalo steak. I assented gladly, and enjoyed it heartily. I had
eaten pemmican and dried meat, but this was my first steak, and I
relished it very much. Presently mine host asked me to have some
more, but I thought I had eaten enough meat, and inadvertently I said
to my nearest neighbor, "Will you please pass the bread." This
produced a laugh all around the table, and an old gentleman said to
me, "Young man, you are out of the latitude of bread." And so it
was; for looking down the table, I saw there was no bread, no
vegetables, only buffalo steak. This was an entirely new experience
to me; though born on the frontier I had never until now got beyond
bread. I was sorry I had not taken some more steak, but determined
to be wiser next time.
CHAPTER XX.
New surroundings--Plain Indians--Strange costumes--Glorious
gallops--Father and party arrive.
Here I was to remain till father came across the plains, which might
be any day now, as we had taken a long time to come up the river.
My surroundings were now entirely different from anything heretofore
in my life. The country was different, the food was different, and
the Indians were distinctly different from all I had previously met.
Their costume, or rather lack of any often, their highly painted
faces and feathered and gew-gaw bedecked heads, their long plaits or
loosely flowing hair, their gaudy blankets or fantastically painted
buffalo robes, their ponies and saddles and buffalo hide and hair
lines, their sinew-mounted and snakeskin-covered bows and shod
arrows, their lodges and travois, both for horses and dogs--all these
things were new to me. I was among a new people, and in a new land I
had plenty to do in taking in my new surroundings.
Previously canoe and dog-train had been our means of transport; now
horses took the place of canoes. This was a big grass country.
Horses and ponies were at a premium here.
The gentlemen of the Hudson's Bay Company were exceedingly kind to
me. Mr. P. Tait, who was in charge of the fort, lent me horses, and
I took glorious rides out on the prairie.
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