The conquest of the great Northwest, Volume 1 (of 2): $b Being the story of the adventurers of England known as the Hudson's Bay Company. New pages in the history of the Canadian northwest and western statesLaut, Agnes C.
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The conquest of the great Northwest, Volume 1 (of 2): $b Being the story of the adventurers of England known as the Hudson's Bay Company. New pages in the history of the Canadian northwest and western states
Laut, Agnes C.
Hudson Bay -- History; Hudson's Bay Company; Northwest, Canadian
Important changes had gradually grown up in the Adventurer’s methods.
White servants were no longer forbidden to circulate with the Indians
but encouraged to go out to the hunting field and paid bounties on
their trapping. Three men had been sent out from York in January, 1772,
to shoot partridges for the fort. It was a mild, open winter. The men
carried provisions to last three weeks. Striking back through the marsh
land, that lies between Hayes and Nelson Rivers, they camped for the
first night on the banks of the Nelson. The next morning, Tuesday,
the 7th of January, they were crossing the ice of the Nelson’s broad
current when they suddenly felt the rocking of the tide beneath their
feet, looked ahead, saw the frost-smoke of open water and to their
horror realized that the tidal bore had loosened the ice and they were
adrift, bearing out to sea. In vain, dogs and men dashed back for the
shore. The ice floe had separated from the land and was rushing seaward
like a race horse. That night it snowed. The terrified men kept watch,
hoping that the high tide would carry the ice back to some of the long,
low sand-bars at Port Nelson. The tide did sway back the third day but
not near enough for a landing. This night, they put up their leather
tents and slept drifting. When they awakened on Friday the 10th, they
were driving so direct for the shore that the three men simultaneously
dashed to gain the land, leaving packs, provisions, tent and sleighs;
but in vain. A tidal wave swept the floe off shore, and when they
set back for their camp, they were appalled to see camp kit, sleds,
provisions, all—drive past afloat. The ice floe had broken. They were
now adrift without food or shelter, James Ross carrying gun, powder
bag and blanket over his shoulders as he had risen from sleep, Farrant
wearing only the beaver coat in which he had slept, Tomson bereft of
either gun or blanket.
[Illustration: Fort Rae, on Great Slave Lake, One of the Northernmost
Posts of the Fur Trade.]
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