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The waters, breaking against his resting-place, wash up to his trembling knees. About him the wild river roars, and just below leaps over a ten-foot fall into the Athabasca. All the other horses, having crossed safely, shake the water from their dripping sides and begin cropping the tender grass. We could have heard that horse's heart beat if we could have hushed the river's roar.
Here they were almost in touch with the head of the rails, but still clinging to their wish to travel as the natives long had done, they took wagon transportation from Athabasca Landing to the city of Edmonton, something like a hundred miles southward from the terminus of their water journey.
"Be a great thing for this country say, where does it cross the Rockies? what's the general route?" Bill asked abruptly. "Goes over the range through Yellowhead Pass. From here it follows the Nachaco to Fort George, then up the Fraser by Tete Juan Cache, through the pass, then down the Athabasca till it switches over to strike Edmonton." "Uh-huh," Bill nodded.
We camped on the south side of the Assiniboine a few miles from the Red, and Little Fellow went to some neighboring half-breeds for a canoe. And a strange story he brought back! A great man, second only to the king so the half-breeds said had come from England to rule over Assiniboia. He boasted the shock of his power would be felt from Montreal to Athabasca. He would drive out all Nor'-Westers.
He had received her with an insulting air of indifference. "What an ugly dog!" Colina said coolly. The young man swung around and affectionately rubbed the dog's ear. "The best sporting dog in Athabasca," he said promptly, but without any resentment. Colina bit her lip again. It seemed as if everything she did was mean.
Two days after he and Pierre had started down the Mackenzie, a letter came to Fort McMurray for Philip. "Long" La Brie, a special messenger, brought it from Athabasca Landing. He was too late, and he had no instructions and had not been paid to go farther. Day after day Philip continued steadily northward.
Sir Alexander Mackenzie, in speaking of the Chipewyan or Northern Indians, who traverse an immense track of country, to the north of the Athabasca lake, says, "that the notions which these people entertain of the creation are of a singular nature.
Through the Nipissing, the Athabasca, the Edmonton, came the Free Traders men who traded independently. These the Company could not control, so it competed and to its credit its competition has held its own.
"I mean up to Fort McMurray, where they'll put a man in jail if they find a drink of whisky on his person." Mr. Zept sat upright and darted a look at his old friend. "That's right," went on Colonel Howell. "When you leave Athabasca Landing, the fellow who tells you good-bye is a mounted policeman, and he doesn't shake hands with you either.
We here saw two hunters who were Chipewyan half-breeds, and made many inquiries of them respecting the countries we expected to visit, but we found them quite ignorant of every part beyond the Athabasca Lake. They spoke of Mr. Hearne and of his companion Matonnabee, but did not add to our stock of information respecting that journey.
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