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Updated: June 20, 2025
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The snow covers everything with its great mantle of beauty, and makes it possible to travel on snow-shoes or by dog-train through vast regions absolutely impassable in the summer months. Horses or other large animals, are absolutely worthless for travel in such regions. The snow is a great leveller.
We found that all of that extra dog-train of food, together with a large quantity of flour and other things, had been used up in feeding our poor sick people. Not one-tenth of the whole had come to our own table; and so we had once again to fall back upon our native food. Fish was again our diet twenty-one times a week.
"Suppose we cross the creek and take a little climb up the mountain-side," suggested Rob. "We can get a good look out from there." "All right," said John. "Of course we'll have to take our tillicum along. Mush on, Jimmy!" The Aleut, although apparently a native of the country where the language of the dog-train was little known, nevertheless seemed to understand the Alaskan command to "March!"
He reminds me of the animals we had up north in our dog-train. They're devils to handle and as fierce as wild cats. We had one just like him. Unusually big brute. He was our 'wheeler. The most vicious dog of the lot. The resemblance is striking. By Jove!" he went on reminiscently, "he was a sulky, cantankerous cuss. His name was 'Sitting Bull, after the renowned Sioux Indian chief.
He was in touch with the trappers for a radius of a hundred miles of which Northern Lights was the center, but no word had come to him of a lone traveler with a dog-train passing north. "Probably striking west of here," the big black Englishman suggested. Beresford's face twisted to a wry, humorous grimace. East, west, or north, they would have to find the fellow and bring him back.
The prospect could not have been an inviting one for the wounded man, but he nodded quite as a matter of course. "I'll be all right. Take your time. Don't spoil your hunt worrying about me." Yet it was with extreme reluctance Tom had made up his mind to go. He would take the dog-train with him and West, unarmed, of course. He had to take him on Beresford's account, because he dared not leave him.
After a good many attempts, the soldier found that he had seen no white man with a dog-train in many moons. The Cree lived there alone, it appeared, and trapped for a living. Why he was separated from all his kin and tribal relations the young Canadian could not find out at the time.
He told them of mail-carrying in the winter up Cape Breton way, of the dog-train that goes to Coudray, and of the ram-steamer Arctic, that breaks the ice between the mainland and Prince Edward Island.
Nobody in his right mind went to the great water at this time of year. It was maybe fifteen, maybe twenty days' travel. Who could tell? Were all the fair skins mad? Only three days since another dog-train had passed through driven by a big shaggy man who had left them no presents after he had bought fish.
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