CHAPTER X.

PÈRE DUCHAMP--MR. S.'s INSTRUCTIONS--UNSUCCESSFUL--TRADING

EXCURSION--DIFFICULTIES OF THE JOURNEY--LOSE OUR WAY--PROVISIONS

FAIL--REACH THE POST--VISIT TO AN ALGONQUIN CHIEF--HIS ABUSIVE

TREATMENT--SUCCESS.

Mr. Siviright arrived about the latter end of August, accompanied by

another junior clerk, and a few days afterwards the opposition were

seen passing. I embarked with my fellow-scribe, and arrived next day

at the lower outpost, when I was much disappointed to find my old

interpreter, whom I had with me at the Chats, in the service of our

opponents. He was my Indian tutor, and took every pains, not only to

teach me the language, but to initiate me in the mysteries of the

trade, in which he was justly considered an adept. Our opponents

offered him a high salary, which he would not accept until he had

previously made a tender of his valuable services to the Company, whom

he had faithfully served for a period of thirty years and upwards. He

requested a small addition to his salary, which was refused.

My regard for the worthy old man, however, was not in the least

diminished by the circumstance of his being in opposition. Père

Duchamp and I had still our friendly _tête-à-tête_ whenever we had an

opportunity. The autumn passed without any incident having occurred

worthy of note, I and my opponent being occupied in the usual

way,--watching each other night and day, chasing each other, and

circumventing each other when we could.

Late in the month of October, I was surprised to observe a couple of

middle-sized canoes, deeply laden, put ashore at our opponent's, where

the crews, five in number, passed the night. Next morning, as soon as

they were gone, I called on my old friend, who happened to be alone at

the time, to inquire about his visitors.

He demurred for a little, and at length said: "For your sake, and

to you only, would I disclose the secret of these people's object

and destination. They called at Fort Coulonge yesterday, and gave

themselves out for a party of hunters, bound for the Temiscamingue

quarter;--they are a party of Iroquois, supplied with a valuable

assortment of goods for trade, and their destination is Lac de la

Vieille, in the very centre of the Algonquin hunting-grounds."

This was a most important piece of intelligence: some of these Indians

had been supplied at Fort Coulonge, some at my post, and all of them

were deeply indebted at the Lake of Two Mountains. I passed the day

in the anxious expectation of seeing Mr. S., or at least receiving

instructions from him with reference to these people. No one coming, I

resolved to proceed to Fort Coulonge, and communicate _viva voce_ the

information I had received.

Late in the evening, I embarked in a small canoe, with two men, and

reached the Fort at early dawn; and rousing Mr. S. from his slumbers,

I at once announced the object of my visit.

"Well," said he, "this requires consideration: retire to rest, and I

shall think about it."

I retired accordingly, and slept till breakfast-time, when the subject

was discussed; and his decision was, that I should send one of the two

young men who were at my post in pursuit of the Iroquois, with

instructions to follow them up, until the season should be so far

advanced as merely to admit of his return by open water, unless the

Iroquois pitched their tent before then.

I volunteered myself to go after them with an outfit; but no; it would

be dividing our forces, thereby allowing an advantage to our more

formidable opponents; besides, we had not much to apprehend from the

Iroquois with their trifling means. "_Très bien_," I said to myself,

and set off on my return forthwith. I of course lost no time in

executing the orders I had received. My bourgeois had his opinion of

the matter, and I had mine; I knew that the Iroquois, when left to

themselves, would make their own prices for their goods, and thus,

even with the small outfit they had, fleece the Indians of the

principal part of their furs.

Among the Indians whom I had supplied, was an individual whose

advances amounted to a heavy sum. I felt extremely anxious about him,

and resolved to pay him a visit as soon as travelling was practicable;

meantime, Swanston, who had been in pursuit of the Iroquois, returned

from his disagreeable voyage on the 28th November, having learned

nothing more than we already knew.

I set off the next day, ostensibly on a visit to Mr. S., but really

with the intention of starting from his post on my intended

"derouine,"[1] arrived at Fort Coulonge among the drift ice, and on

the 1st December started, accompanied by the interpreter Primeau and

another man, all of us with heavy burdens on our backs. This proved

the most toilsome trip I had yet undertaken; the smaller lakes only

were passable on the ice, and the rivers were nearly all open. The

difficulties we thus encountered necessarily retarded our progress,

and occupied so much more time than we had calculated upon, that our

provisions were nearly consumed by the time we reached the first

Indian camp, where we expected to procure a guide to conduct us to the

party we were in search of. We succeeded in hiring a young man, but we

only obtained a small supply of flour, the Indians having no other

kind of provision to spare.

[1] "Derouine,"--a trading visit to the Indians.

Three days travelling brought us to the borders of the Indian's lands,

where we soon discovered one of his early winter encampments; had we

been a few days sooner we could have easily traced him from this spot,

but the snow, which had recently fallen to a great depth, had nearly

obliterated the marks he had left behind him.[1] My interpreter,

accustomed to "tracking," followed the _scent_ for two days; our

guide, discontented with the short allowance, gave no assistance, till

coming to an extensive "brulé,"[2] he was completely _at fault_, as no

marks of any kind could be discovered.

[1] When Indians remove in winter, in passing on rivers and

lakes, they stick, at intervals, in the snow, branches of

balsam, inclining in the direction they may have gone. In the

woods, small saplings are cut or broken down; if there is no

underwood, an occasional "blaze" serves as a sign-post to the

experienced woodsman.

[2] "Brulé," a part of the forest consumed by fire.

Our situation was now extremely critical; we were reduced to one

solitary meal of flour and water per diem, and but a few handfuls of

this poor fare remained; to return by the way we came was out of the

question, to proceed to the post was in truth our only alternative,

and none of us was sufficiently acquainted with that part of the

country to be sure of finding it; while the Indian, positively

refusing to keep us company any longer, turned back, and left us to

get out of our difficulties as we best could.

The interpreter proposed that another attempt should be made to find

the Indian's encampment, and volunteered to go alone; this proved the

poor fellow's zeal, but he returned to our encampment next morning

unsuccessful; we therefore resolved to go back, and, finding our way

without much difficulty for a couple of days, we reached the upper end

of a long portage leading to the Ottawa River, where we encamped late

in the evening, and supped on the _hope_ of getting to the post next

forenoon.

We started early in the morning, the Canadian leading, and about noon

fell on fresh snow-shoe tracks--the tracks, we supposed, of some of

our people who had come to seek us; and feeling assured that our

sufferings would terminate with the day, we pursued our route with

renovated vigour and speed; when lo! our encampment of the preceding

night came in view, the excitement of our minds having prevented us

from discerning our mistake, as we might have done, sooner. The sun

was still high, but the circumstance of the encampment being already

prepared, induced us to put up there again for the night. It was a sad

disappointment, and I felt it as such, though I affected a gaiety that

was far from my heart; while with downcast looks and heavy hearts my

poor fellows betook themselves to rest at a very early hour.

Next morning we set off determined to be more cautious; the mistake of

the previous day was ascribed to the sound of a high cascade at the

head of the rapid, which we had mistaken for another considerably

farther down; our Canadian still acted as guide--the blind leading

the blind--and after two hours' walk we fell upon our own tracks

again;--the poor fellow had yielded so completely to despair, that he

walked about mechanically, scarcely knowing or caring whither he went;

he was therefore ordered to the rear, and Primeau succeeded as leader.

We saw nothing more of our tracks, but encamped in the evening with

much the same prospects as before. I felt extremely weak, having

carried Primeau's pack along with my own, as the old man could

scarcely move when beating the track in the deep snow. Having a few

fresh beaver skins, we cut off the thicker parts about the head and

legs, and made a _bouillon_ of them, which we drank, and then turned

in.

In the morning it became a subject of serious debate what direction we

should proceed in; the sky, however, having been clear the preceding

evening, I observed the sun setting, and determined in my own mind the

proper course; both my companions differed from me, but readily agreed

to follow me. I therefore took the lead, and was so fortunate as

to discover an old track, soon after leaving our encampment, which

we followed until it brought us in sight of the Grand River--the

long looked-for object of our fast failing hopes. Tears of joy burst

from my eyes, as I beheld before me the wide expanse of the noble

stream: although covered with ice and divested of the beauties of

summer, it never appeared more lovely to me. We reached the post after

night-fall; opening the door cautiously, I threw in my snow-shoes,

then bolting in myself, was gratified with the sight of a table

garnished with the best things the country afforded, which my two

friends had prepared for their Christmas dinner; the sight, however,

was all that prudence allowed us for the present to enjoy, our long

abstinence rendering it necessary to confine ourselves, for a time, to

a very weak diet.

Next day I despatched a messenger to Fort Coulonge with the narrative

of my adventures; and as soon as my strength was sufficiently

recruited I set off again, accompanied by a _tête de boule_ as my

guide, who led us direct to the camp of the Indian I had so long been

in search of; where I had the mortification to learn, that on my first

attempt I had returned from within a day's journey of him, and that

if I had then succeeded in finding him, I should have secured the

whole of the valuable hunts of him and his people, which were now

in possession of the Iroquois traders. On my return to the post I

communicated my sentiments freely to Mr. S. in writing, regarding the

oversight that had led to consequences so injurious to the Company,

and went afterwards, at his own request, to talk over the matter

with him. It was now decided that I should go with a party of men to

establish a post against them, i.e. to shut the stable-door after

the steed was stolen. To accomplish this object supplies of every

kind must be hauled on sledges by the men, at an enormous expense,

and after all we could not furnish the means of competing with the

Iroquois with any prospect of advantage. I however lost no time in

executing the orders of my superior, and set off with as many men as

could be spared for the purpose.

On arriving at our destination, we built a temporary hut for our own

accommodation, and a small store for the goods; but I soon discovered

that the Iroquois had not only already secured all the Indians' furs,

but had so completely ingratiated themselves with them that we were

scarcely noticed. I remained two months in this wretched situation,

and, as Mr. S.'s instructions left me in some measure to the exercise

of my own judgment, I resolved on transferring the _honourable_ charge

to persons less sanguine than myself, and returned to my post, where

I knew my services could be turned to better account. In returning I

happened to fall in with a small band of Indians, who had not yet been

visited by the Iroquois, one of whom was the brother of the Algonquin

chief, who had been so severely chastised the preceding winter. At

his lodge I passed the night, and was not only treated with the usual

Indian hospitality, but received a very pressing invitation to return

with a supply of goods, which he promised to trade.

Such invitations are never neglected. The moment I arrived at my post

I laid aside the articles required by the Indians, and after one day's

rest, started, myself and two men, carrying everything on our backs.

It being late in the season, we encountered every possible difficulty

on our way: the small streams overflowed, and the ice was so bad

on the rivers as to preclude travelling on them. We were therefore

under the necessity of taking to the woods, through a horridly rugged

country, now ascending hills so steep that we could only scramble up

their sides by holding on by the branches and underwood, the descent

on the opposite side being equally difficult and laborious; now

forcing our way through deep ravines overgrown with underwood, all but

impervious; sinking to the ground at every step, and raising on our

snow-shoes a load of half-melted snow, which strained the tendons of

the legs and caused acute pain.

Early in the morning of the sixth day we arrived at the camp, but, to

our astonishment, neither heard the voice nor saw the form of a human

being, though there were infallible signs that the camp was inhabited.

It was the sugar season. I entered the great man's hut with a cautious

step, and found every soul in it fast asleep. I marked with surprise

the confusion that prevailed around,--sugar kettles upset, pots,

pans, wearing apparel, blankets, and other articles, scattered about

in every direction;--what could it mean? I awoke the chief, and

the mystery was solved. He appeared to be just recovering from the

effects of the night's debauch,--the Iroquois were in the camp. Mine

host "grinned horribly a ghastly smile" as he placed himself, rather

unsteadily, in a sitting posture in his bed, and in a hoarse tremulous

voice bade me welcome, at the same time rousing his better-half, who

appeared to be in the same _happy_ state as himself.

A clatter ensued that soon set the whole household in motion, and I

hastened to make the customary offering of a small keg of rum to the

chief, and another of shrub to the squaw, who immediately ordered a

young woman (the family drudge) to prepare my breakfast. Meanwhile the

chief, along with two of his relatives, amused himself quaffing his

nectar, which evidently began to have its usual effects, and from the

expressions I overheard, I could gather that he had neither forgotten

his brother's treatment last winter, nor forgiven me the part I had

acted on the occasion. I listened with affected indifference for a

time to the taunts he began to throw out, and at last, to get rid

of them, went to visit the other huts, where I found the Iroquois

preparing for their departure; they had several parcels of beaver,

which they took no pains to conceal from me, but there was still much

more remaining.

After seeing them depart I returned to my chief, who received me

with a volley of abuse, in which he was joined by his associates.

The women, who were sober, observing by my looks that I was getting

excited, requested me to withdraw. I did so, but was followed by the

chief to the next hut, which I quitted immediately; I found myself

still pursued by the same insufferable insolence. My philosophy being

unequal to so severe a trial, I turned upon my tormentor, and seizing

him by the throat, dashed him to the ground, and left him there

speechless. I then made for a hut a short distance apart from the

others, belonging to a _tête de boule_, where I remained in quietness

for about the space of fifteen minutes; when suddenly my Canadian came

rushing into the hut, his countenance betraying the utmost alarm, and

staring me wildly in the face, he stammered out, "Les sauvages! les

sauvages, monsieur, prennent leurs armes! Sauvons-nous! Sauvons-nous!"

The Iroquois, coming in the next instant, confirmed his report; but I

had, in fact, been flying the whole morning, and thought it now high

time to take my stand. My Iroquois appearing quite calm, I told him I

was determined not to stir from the spot, and asked if he would remain

with me.

"I came here for that purpose," said he, "and shall stand by you to

the last."

Our _tête de boule_ had two guns, which he loaded; Sabourin had his,

which he promised to use in his own defence: thus prepared, we awaited

the expected attack. The remainder of the day, however, passed without

molestation, and after night-fall, I sent out my trusty Iroquois to

reconnoitre; he soon returned with the welcome intelligence that the

Indians had all retired to rest. We did the same.

Next morning I went to the chief's lodge, and found him perfectly

sober; I saluted him according to custom, which he returned with a

scowl, repeating my words in a contemptuous manner; this exasperated

my yet excited feelings to the highest degree. I felt assured that

the fellow had invited me on purpose to insult me, if not for a worse

purpose; and, addressing him in language that plainly bespoke my

feelings, I immediately ordered my men to prepare for our departure.

He remained silent for a moment, and then whispered in his wife's ear;

she turned round to me, smiling, and asked if I had not brought the

goods, my men were packing up, to trade?

"Yes," I replied.

"Then," said she, "you must not be in such a hurry to go away."

The husband now spoke to me in a conciliatory tone, begging me to

place all that had happened to the account of the "fire-water," and

for heaven's sake not to acquaint his father with his conduct.

This I readily assented to; we entered upon business, and nearly all

the goods I had were exchanged for their full value in beaver. We

found the travelling much better on our return, the small streams

having subsided, and the snow so much diminished, that we could walk

without snow-shoes.

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