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had successfully led the way with similar 

 parties, and so now in him all were trust- 

 ing, even if not one man, white or Indian, 

 could see many yards ahead. 



After some hours thus travelling, a halt 

 was called, pemmican bags were opened and 

 other supplies beforehand provided were 

 made available, and each man, as well as he 

 could, in spite of the storm, ate of the nour- 

 ishing food, so essential to enable him to 

 contend against the fierce storm and the 

 bitter cold. 



The journey was then resumed, and for 

 some hours more Voyageur unhesitatingly 

 led them all on, amidst the still raging bliz- 

 zard. After awhile the increasing darkness 

 told them that the short wintry day was 

 drawing to its close, and that the long night 

 was at hand. This fact naturally created 

 some alarm and caused some of the gentle- 

 men in charge to insist upon something 

 more being done in reference to the route 

 being travelled than by merely trusting to 

 the leadership of a single dog. Quietly the 

 Indians urged that nothing better could be 

 done and that the dog had best be let alone 

 to his own experience and intelligence. But 

 suddenly this also seemed to fail, for un- 



