view as we swept
round bend after bend of that woodland river; at least, not until about
four o'clock, when we arrived at the foot of another rapid. This
Oo-koo-hoo and Amik examined carefully from the river bank, and decided
that it could be ascended by poling. So from green wood we cut
suitable poles of about two inches in diameter and from seven to nine
feet in length and knifed them carefully to rid them of bark and knots.
Then, for this was a shoal rapids, both bowman and sternman stood up,
the better to put the full force of their strength and weight into the
work; the children, however, merely knelt to the work of wielding their
slender poles; but in deep water, or where there were many boulders and
consequently greater risk if the canoe were overturned, all would have
knelt to do the work.
Going bow-on straight for the mid-stream current, we plied our poles to
good advantage. Each man remembered, however, to lift his pole only
when his mate's had been planted firmly in the river bottom. Then he
would fix his own a little farther ahead and throw all his weight and
strength upon it, while at the same moment his companion went the same
round. Then he would firmly re-fix his pole a little farther up
stream, and then once again shoved in unison. Thus foot by foot we
crept up stream. It was hard but joyous work, for standing up in a
canoe surrounded by a powerful and treacherous current gave us the
thrill of adventure.
OO-KOO-HOO VISITS BEAVERS
All the canoes having mounted the white water, however, in safety, it
was decided, though sunset was several hours away, to spend the night
at the head of the rapids, as the place afforded an excellent camping
ground and besides, the next day was Sunday, a day upon which all good
trippers cease to travel. While the canvas tepee, and my tent, too,
were being erected, we heard the dogs barking and growling several
hundred yards away, so Amik, slipping on his powder horn and bullet
pouch, ran to investigate. Presently the report of his gun was added
to the din, then silence reigned; and when we went to see what had
happened we found that the hunter had shot a two-year-old moose heifer
that the dogs had bayed. Then, as was her custom, Granny came with her
pail to catch the blood, and to select the entrails she needed to hold
it. By supper time the moose had not only been skinned but the carcass
dressed, too. After the meal was over, Granny washed the entrails
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