110 POACHERS 



habit of travelling at night, or on strange boats, 

 in order to avoid having my movements reported 

 by the telegraph operators along the coast. 



These poachers sometimes have partners whose 

 duty it is to watch and signal the approach of the 

 officer or guardian. This is done in many ways, 

 either by firing a gun, making a smoke or waving 

 some object, and if at night by lighting a match 

 or a tire. In spite of this an odd one is occasion- 

 ally caught. 



The greatest trouble I ever had was with a 

 half-breed Indian named Wm. Jordan. He was 

 the youngest son of an old Hudson Bay Co. Agent 

 here at Godbout. His two eldest brothers were 

 educated and took to the white man's way of liv- 

 ing, but the pure Indian cropped out in William. 

 He never consented to go to school, was very un- 

 ruly, and finally left his father to go with the 

 Indians. He was a man of fine physique, over 

 six feet high, strong as a horse and a splendid 

 hunter. He was also notorious as being one of 

 the two Indians who had threatened Dr. Adam- 

 son and his party and had speared salmon right 

 in front of their camp. He was arrested and let 

 off on promise of good behaviour. He never gave 

 any trouble openly after that, but whenever he 

 had a chance he would kill a fish now and then for 

 food. Of course I would know of this by the 

 signs that were left. This went on for three or 

 four years, and in spite of the many attempts 



