52 A SPORTSMAN'S EDEN. 



$ c. 



Sept. 25. 1 sack flour, $1 63 c 1 63 



6 cans yeast powder, 25 c. . . .1 50 



24lb. spice roll bacon, 18 c. . . . 4 32 



2 tins 31b. lard, 50 c 1 00 



25lb. granulated sugar, 10 c. . . .2 50 



2 21b. tins coffee, 75 c 1 50 



2 Ib. tea, 50 c 1 00 



1 can pepper, 25 c. ; 2 sacks salt, 20 c. . 45 



3 packets matches, 25 c. . . . . 25 



1 bottle Worcester sauce, 40 c. . . 40 



lOlb. onions, 7J c 75 



lOlb. beans, 5 c. . . . . 50 



61b. dried apples, 18 c 1 08 



2 packets tobacco, 50 c. . . . . 50 



1 axe, $1 50 c 1 50 



1 bottle sweet oil, 25 c. . . . . 25 



4 flour sacks, 40 c. ; 2 yards berlass, 50 c. 90 



2 grain sacks, 30 c. . . . . . 30 



1 pair gloves, $1 1 00 



$21 33 



It was September 25th when I rode out of 

 Hope on my buckskin pony, the maples and other 

 shrubs glowing like red embers with autumnal 

 colour from among ruinous gray boulders or 

 the cool shadow of the pines. The cedars 

 were alternately red and green, their needles 

 dying slowly ere they fell, while here and there 

 a mammoth pine reared its two hundred feet of 

 height towards heaven, ending more often than 

 not in a dead-white branchless spire. 



Along the track there was absolute silence, 



