Pathfinding on Plain and Prairie: Stirring Scenes of Life in the Canadian North-westMcDougall, John
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Pathfinding on Plain and Prairie: Stirring Scenes of Life in the Canadian North-west
McDougall, John
Frontier and pioneer life -- Northwest, Canadian; McDougall, John, 1842-1917; Northwest, Canadian -- Description and travel
We were now in what was new country to me, and indeed to nearly all
our camp. Few of these Stonies had ever been so far out on the
plains before. We were crossing new valleys, climbing over new
ranges of hills, camping by new creeks and springs, and every day I
was turning over new leaves of the topography and geography of this
"greater Canada." What an immense pasturage this, wherein the
"cattle of the Lord upon a thousand hills" were grazing! There were
millions of these cattle, and yet so big was the field that you might
travel for days and weeks and not see one of them. But their tracks
were everywhere--paths and dust-pans and bones and chips were
omnipresent as you journeyed. Over these plains also roamed large
and small flocks of antelopes. Beautiful, graceful and agile
creatures these looked as they would gather on the crest of a hill
and curiously survey our passing train. How often under the spell of
the mirage these appeared as a body of Indian horsemen, and many an
alarm they caused to the wandering bands of natives as they moved
with their heads erect and on the steady regular lope across the
plains. One would almost swear they were horsemen. It took a
first-class horse to catch buffalo, but it required one of
exceptional speed and wind to come up to these antelopes.
Within three weeks of our start from the Mission we were hard at work
making provisions. Several times the Blackfeet and their allies came
close to us, but such under Providence was the care we took of our
camp and hunting expedition that these did not dare to attack us. As
our party would act only on the defensive, there was no collision
between us. One evening some were seen close to the camp, and as I
generally kept the saddle on one of my best horses, very soon I and
some of my men were out in the direction they were seen; but darkness
dropping fast, they easily disappeared. Our demonstration was
largely for the purpose of letting the hostiles know they had been
seen and that we were prepared for them. What did astonish me,
however, was that the plain Cree whom I mentioned in the chapter
preceding this was on the spot as quickly as any of our horsemen,
though he was on foot. When I expressed surprise, he quietly pointed
to the strip of dog-skin which he had over his shoulders with the
tail attached hanging behind (this was the back of the dog-skin, from
tip of nose to tip of tail, now nicely tanned and lined with colored
cloth). "This," said he, "is the cause. If I had put on the swifter
dog's skin I should have been here before you." I then noticed that
he had the bigger and slower dog's skin as part of his dress, and he
believed (if I did not) that the wearing of this gave him speed. He
claimed that the spirit of his dream told him so. I told him that
the "Great Spirit" had given him a good set of lungs and a pair of
strong, quick legs, and that was why he could run with horses.
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