In spring both species are very nearly alike in size, the blue-winged
goose, although shorter, being rather the heavier bird. In the autumn
there are four distinct varieties, two of which exactly resemble in size
and plumage those seen in the spring, whilst the others are much
smaller, and differ much from these and from each other in their
markings; the young of the snow goose being of a light grey colour,
darkest on the head and upper part of the neck; whilst the young of the
blue-winged goose is of a dark slate colour, approaching to black on the
head and neck. Neither do the young separate from the old, as has been
asserted; for families may be seen feeding by themselves all over the
marshes, the old bird keeping a sharp look-out, and giving timely
warning to her brood of any approaching danger. In fact the Indian, who
has thoroughly studied the habits of the bird, takes advantage of her
affection for her young, and of their attachment to their parent, to
make both his prey. Well knowing that the young are easily decoyed by
imitating their call and by mock geese set up in the marsh, and that the
old bird, although more shy, will follow them, he waits patiently until
she comes within range; if he shoots her he is pretty sure to kill the
greater part of the others, as they continue to fly over and around the
place for some time after.
During the night of the 10th, when near the north end of the lake, we
experienced one of the severest snow storms I ever witnessed. As we were
sleeping on shore we never thought of putting up any sort of shelter;
the consequence was that in the morning we were covered with snow to the
depth of a foot. Our boat, which had been hauled up on the beach, was
blown away from her fastenings, and carried several hundred yards into
the lake among some stones. Being the only one of the party provided on
the spot with Macintosh boots, it fell to my lot to wade out to the
boat, throw overboard the ballast, lift her bows over the stones, and
take a line to the shore; which, from having miscalculated the depth of
the water, I found a more disagreeable task than I had expected.
Fortunately the boat sustained no injury. It was now about 6 o'clock in
the morning of the 11th, and as the storm continued unabated we made a
sort of tent of our sails. In doing this the men got so wet and cold,
from the snow thawing on them, that they could not even light their
pipes.
In the afternoon the weather improved, and we were able to scrape a
little fuel together, with which we cooked some salmon and boiled a
kettle of tea, which made us feel quite comfortable again. We thus
combined breakfast, dinner, and supper in one meal.
The hares had already acquired their winter coat, and the golden plovers
and sandpipers had all disappeared, but some Lapland and snow-buntings
and the shore-lark were still to be seen.
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