The North-West Passage by land: Being the narrative of an expedition from the Atlantic to the Pacific, undertaken with the view of exploring a route across the continent to British Columbia through British territory, by one of the northern passes in the Rocky MountainsMilton, William Fitzwilliam, Viscount
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The North-West Passage by land: Being the narrative of an expedition from the Atlantic to the Pacific, undertaken with the view of exploring a route across the continent to British Columbia through British territory, by one of the northern passes in the Rocky Mountains
Milton, William Fitzwilliam, Viscount
British Columbia -- Description and travel; Northwest, Canadian -- Description and travel
On the following day we moved on towards The Cache with the Iroquois
and Shushwaps, whilst The Assiniboine and his son searched the river
closely for traces of the lost horse or baggage. As we were following
along the track with the train of horses, in single file, Cheadle,
who was driving some of the rearmost pack-horses, heard loud cries
behind--“Doctor, Doctor! Stop, stop!” and was presently overtaken by
Mr. O’B., who came up out of breath, gasping out, “Doctor, Doctor! You
had better go back directly, something’s happened; don’t you hear some
one shouting for assistance? I expect it is Mrs. Assiniboine with one
of the horses fast in a bog.” Anathematising Mr. O’B. for not having
himself gone back to help her, and receiving in reply a tribute to the
greater value of his own aid, Cheadle ran hastily back a few hundred
yards, and there came upon the woman, endeavouring perseveringly, but
vainly, to extricate a horse, which was almost buried in a morass, by
first beating him vigorously, and then hauling at his tail. By cutting
off the packs, and one hauling at the head and the other the tail,
the horse was at last got out, and then Mrs. Assiniboine relieved her
feelings by a torrent of violent language in the Cree tongue, eminently
abusive of Mr. O’B., who she declared was close behind her when the
accident happened, but instead of coming to her, took to his heels
and bolted, afraid lest he should be left behind with only a female
protector! She was very indignant, and declared she would never lift
a finger to help him in anything for the future; and from that time
neither the man, his wife, or son could ever be induced to oblige “Le
Vieux” in the smallest matter, and were quite unable to understand the
considerations of humanity which prevented us once from abandoning Mr.
O’B. to his fate--far the wisest course, they assured us, to take
with so timid and useless a member of the party.
In the evening we arrived at The Cache, and saw the bark slants of
the Shushwaps on the opposite side of the river; but waited till next
morning before attempting to cross.
CHAPTER XIV.
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