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
Settling down for a little on our return, we went to work cutting
hay. Those were the days when men swung the scythe, and muscle and
wind told on the unmeasured and unfenced hay-fields of the
Saskatchewan. Hard work it was from early morn until evening; but we
cut a good bit of hay, and had it stacked by the time father came
home.
In the meantime we were surprised and delighted by the arrival of a
colony of some twenty-five or thirty families of English half-breeds,
who had transplanted themselves from the valleys of the Red and
Assiniboine rivers to this of the Saskatchewan. I well remember the
first Sunday service after their arrival, how abashed I felt in the
presence of these people who could speak both English and Cree, and
some of whom had had special advantages in education. But they
listened attentively to my preaching in the mother-tongue, and were
regular in attendance upon all our services. Their presence, too,
made us feel that we were stronger and more able to withstand the
enemy than we had been. Many of these people made good neighbors,
and all were kindly disposed to the Mission and its work.
In the Red River country their bane had been the intoxicating cup.
Here, far from the temptation, they hoped to better their
circumstances. These also were buffalo people, and this was another
consideration leading to their removal west. Immediately these
people went to work to put up houses in the valley to the east of the
Mission. I gave them to understand that the Indians desired the land
to the west. It did us good to see these humble homes being erected
beside us. Mother and wife and sisters all rejoiced that in a
measure our loneliness was past; that a semi-civilization at least
had come to us.
Sometime in August we heard that father and party were not more than
three days away, and with grateful heart I saddled up and set forth
to meet them, which I did about fifty miles down the trail. Father
had with him my brother David and sister Eliza. These we had left in
Ontario five years before, mere boy and girl, but now they had grown
into young manhood and young womanhood, and the long trip across the
plains had done them a vast amount of good. My sister was rather
astonished to meet her eldest brother clad as he was in leather and
with long hair curling on his shoulders, but this was the western
fashion, and anything else would have been singular at that time and
amid those scenes.
Within a couple of days we were once more a united family and
mother's joy was full. I was particularly pleased to note the manner
of both my sister and brother towards my wife. The fact of her being
a native did not in anywise affect the kindliness of their conduct
towards her, for which I was very thankful.
CHAPTER X.
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