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The Yellow-Knife River had now dwindled into an insignificant rivulet and we could not trace it beyond the next lake except as a mere brook. The latitude of its source 64 degrees 1 minute 30 seconds North, longitude 113 degrees 36 minutes 00 seconds West, and its length is one hundred and fifty-six statute miles.
The total length of our voyage from Chipewyan is five hundred and fifty-three miles.* Stony and Slave Rivers: 260 statute miles. Slave Lake: 107 statute miles. Yellow-Knife River: 156.5 statute miles. Barren country between the source of the Yellow-Knife River and Fort Enterprise: 29.5 statute miles.
The total length of our voyage from Chipewyan is five hundred and fifty-three miles . Statute Miles. Stony and Slave Rivers 260 Slave Lake 107 Yellow-Knife River 156.5 Barren country between the source of the Yellow-Knife River and Fort Enterprise 29.5 553
We were, however deeply impressed with a grateful sense of the Divine Providence, in averting the threatened destruction of our stores, which would have been fatal to every prospect of proceeding forward this season. August 1. This morning the Indians set out, intending to wait for us at the mouth of the Yellow-Knife River.
Optimism and energy were amongst Ian Ross's strongest characteristics. His decision was taken on the instant. With the aid of an interpreter he questioned the Yellow-Knife, who knew no language but his own and that of the Caribou-Eaters. The man's story was broken but lurid. The white man, he said, had arrived at Fort Duggan on foot, pursued by the evil spirits of Unaga.
We entered them by a portage of nine hundred and fifty paces, and during the afternoon traversed three other grassy lakes and encamped on the banks of the river, at the end of the Yellow-Knife Portage, of three hundred and fifty paces. This day's work was very laborious to our men.
We embarked at three A.M. and proceeded to the entrance of the Yellow-Knife River of the traders, which is called by the natives Beg-ho-lo-dessy; or, River of the Toothless Fish. We found Akaitcho, and the hunters with their families, encamped here. There were also several other Indians of his tribe, who intended to accompany us some distance into the interior.
We entered them by a portage of nine hundred and fifty paces, and during the afternoon traversed three other grassy lakes and encamped on the banks of the river, at the end of the Yellow-Knife Portage, of three hundred and fifty paces. This day's work was very laborious to our men.
Maybe you'll break it to Nita as easy as you can. If you can help her, and the kiddie, I'll be mighty thankful. Thank God the little one won't understand. I'm sending this by a Yellow-Knife. He reckons he knows Deadwater, and can get through quick. Please pay him well. I can't get farther than the headwater if that. After that well, it depends on the help that can reach us.
He had foundered six teams of horses and worn his two men and his scouts well-nigh threadbare with night and day travel. But the doctor had proved invincible, as had the Yellow-Knife scout on his skewbald pony, which, for all its meanness of shape and size, had stood up to it all. They had already been pursuing the river course for four days, and, so far, it had withheld its secret.