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
Tête Jaune Cache--Nature of the Country--Wonderful View--West of
the Rocky Mountains--Rocky Mountains still--The “Poire,” or
Service Berry--The Shushwaps of The Cache--The Three Miners--
Gain but little Information about the Road--The Iroquois
returns to Jasper House--Loss of Mr. O’B.’s Horse--Leave The
Cache--The Watersheds--Canoe River--Perilous Adventure with
a Raft--Milton and the Woman--Extraordinary Behaviour of Mr.
O’B.--The Rescue--The Watershed of the Thompson--Changes by
Beaver--Mount Milton--Enormous Timber--Cross the River--
Fork of the North Thompson--A Dilemma--No Road to be Found--
Cross the North-west Branch--Mr. O’B.’s presentiment of Evil--
Lose the Trail again--Which Way shall we Turn? Resolve to try
and reach Kamloops--A Natural Bridge--We become Beasts of
Burden--Mr. O’B. objects, but is overruled by the Assiniboine--
“A hard Road to Travel”--Miseries of driving Pack-horses--An
Unwelcome Discovery--The Trail Ends--Lost in the Forest--Our
Disheartening Condition--Council of War--Explorations of The
Assiniboine, and his Report--A Feast on Bear’s Meat--How we had
a Smoke, and were encouraged by The Assiniboine.
We reached Tête Jaune Cache on the 17th of July, and on the morning
of the 18th were ferried across the Fraser by the Indians. The water
rolled over the bed of boulders at a great pace, swelling into large
waves, on which the light dug-out of the Shushwaps tossed like a
nutshell. Mr. O’B., at our suggestion, lay on his back at full length
at the bottom of the canoe, for we were really afraid he might upset
such a very frail craft. When we reached the middle of the stream, we
saw his head suddenly rise up, and his hands making frantic endeavours
to loosen his cravat and shirt collar. When we cross-examined him after
he had safely landed, it appeared that he suffered great anxiety when
rocking about on the waves, expecting to be swamped, and had a misty
idea that he could swim ashore with greater ease without a necktie.
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