OJIBWAY AND CREE OF CENTRAL CANADA Le 
and dances. At this time the Indians received the only medicai attention 
which they wiil have until another year has passed. 
After a stay of several weeks at Fort Hope, we decided to leave. 
Old Rabbit Man seemed very sorry to see me go and, wishing no doubt 
to do the proper thing, decided to present me with his smaii daughter, a 
girl of about eight 
years of age. Need- 
less to say, | was some- 
what embarrassed by 
this and asked why 
I was so_ honored. 
‘Make you fine wife,” 
replied the old fei- 
low. ‘But she is too 
young,’ I replied. 
“Phat makes no dif- 
ference, my friend,” 
said Rabbit Man. 
“Take her now. Bring 
her up right. She will 
love you all the more 
’ 
when she gets older.” 

I finally explained that 
I was a poor young 
WIGWAM AT FORT HOPE 
man and did not catch The bark wigwam is still occasionally constructed by 
many beaver and was the Eastern Ojibway. ; 
not in any position at 
the present time to support a young lady in proper state. The old man 
was satisfied and we proceeded on our journey. 
Below Fort Hope, along the Albany River as far as Martin’s Falls 
we caught beautiful trout but saw little game. From Martin’s Falls 
we passed down to Fort Albany on James Bay, then coasted Hudson 
Bay for 120 miles to Moose Fort. Immense flocks of ducks, plover 
and various water and shore birds were frequently encountered. On 
one occasion we ran into a herd of white whales which sported about the 
‘ranoe. My men shot ducks and geese to help out our provisions, and in 
addition, killed several hawks which they roasted and ate and which, 
to my surprise, proved quite palatable. 
