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
Father and Mr. Woolsey had gone to further explore the site of the
new mission, William was guarding the horses, and Peter was left with
myself to bridge the difficulty, which, to me, seemed a great one.
If we had even a small dug-out or log canoe, I would have been at
home. "But what is Peter going to do?" was the question I kept
asking myself. Presently I said, "How are we going to cross?"
"Never you mind," said he; "do as I tell you." "All right," said I;
and soon I received my instructions, which were to go and cut two
straight, long green willows about one and a half inches in diameter.
I did so, and Peter took these and with them made a hoop. While he
was making this he told me to bring the oilcloth we were carrying
with us and to spread it on the beach. Then he placed the hoop in
the centre of the oilcloth, and we folded it in on to the hoop from
every side. Then we carried our saddles, and blankets, and tent, and
kettle, and axe--in short, everything we had, and put them in this
hoop. Then William came and helped us carry this strange thing into
the water. When we lifted by the hoop or rim our stuff sagged down
in the centre, and when we placed the affair in the water, to my
great astonishment it floated nicely, and I was told to hold it in
the current; and Peter, calling to the missionaries, said, "Take off
your shoes, gentlemen, and wade out and step into the boat." I could
hardly credit this; but the gentlemen did as bidden, and very soon
were sitting in the hoop, and still, to my great wonder, it floated.
[Illustration: A NEW KIND OF BOAT]
Peter, in the meantime, took a "chawed line."
This is made of buffalo hide, and is literally what its name
signifies, having been made by cutting some green hide into a strand,
about an inch or more wide, and stretching this, and as it dried,
scraping the hair and flesh from it. When thoroughly dry the
manufacturer began at one end and chewed it through to the other end,
and then back again, and continued this until the line was soft and
pliable and thoroughly tanned for the purpose. Great care was taken
while chewing not to let the saliva touch the line. These lines were
in great demand for lassos, and packing horses, and lashing
dog-sleighs and as bridles.
Peter tied one end of this securely to the rim of the hoop, and then
brought a horse close and tied the other end of the line to the
horse's tail; then fastening a leather hobble to the under jaw of the
horse, he vaulted on to its back and rode out into the stream, saying
to me, "Let go, John, when the line comes tight;" and gently and
majestically, like a huge nest, with the two missionaries sitting as
eaglets in it, this strange craft floated restfully on the current.
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