CHAPTER X 



THE WATSON RIVER COUNTRY 1904 



October 13. My friend, A. B. Newell, had arranged 

 for me a trip to mountain ranges along the Watson River. 

 C. E. Wynn-Johnson, an Englishman who had lived for 

 several years at Skagway, was in Whitehorse waiting to 

 accompany me, and Newell intended to join us a day 

 later. The day was passed in Whitehorse purchasing 

 provisions, completing preparations, and wandering 

 about the town. 



October 14. We took the train the next morning, hav- 

 ing loaded three pack-horses and our provisions on a 

 freight car. A young man, Burwash by name, had been 

 employed as packer, and proved to be a willing and effi- 

 cient assistant. The train stopped at Robinson, a side 

 track twenty miles from Whitehorse, where the freight 

 car was switched off. It was with sincere regret that I 

 bade adieu to Selous. He had been a charming and un- 

 selfish companion, and his considerate manners and 

 gentle courtesy had endeared him to every man with 

 whom he had come in contact. Experienced hunter 

 that he is, perhaps more so than any other man living, 

 his enthusiasm for nature and the wild life in the wilder- 

 ness is as fresh as ever, while his love of natural history 

 is intense, and his skill as a hunter extraordinary. 



