Jack Triumphant in the Blizzard 97 



tianized, while the poor uncivilized pagan 

 wanderers in their lonely hunting grounds, 

 far away in the wilderness, were to be again 

 left neglected and forsaken. This I could 

 not stand. I had become deeply attached to 

 these far-off Indians, whom I had generally 

 managed to visit twice a year, once in sum- 

 mer in my canoe, and once in winter with 

 my dog trains. So grateful had they been 

 and so cordially had they received the Gos- 

 pel, that I resolved that as far as it was in 

 my power I would take the risks, and at any 

 sacrifice keep up the work. So this was the 

 situation. Without any experienced guide 

 for no money had come for the pay of one, 

 here I was with no companion but a young 

 Indian, and we two caught out in a bliz- 

 zard far away from land on great Lake 

 Winnipeg. 



As long as the weather had kept favour- 

 able we had succeeded in making good prog- 

 ress, and began to think that we were pretty 

 good travellers. We struck the different 

 headlands, and succeeded in reaching well- 

 known camping spots. There being only 

 the two of us, the work of preparing the 

 winter camp and cutting sufficient wood for 

 the necessary fuel, together with all the 



