CHAPTER XIII 

 FIERCE AND EXTENSIVE FOREST FIRES 



" The winds are aw'd, nor dare to breathe aloud ; 

 The air seems never to have borne a cloud." 



LEAVING Fredericton, New Brunswick, in the yet 

 early evening, we were to travel to Vanceboro and 

 there to take the through train over the Canadian 

 Pacific Railroad to Greenville Junction, Maine. 



I have traveled much over the Canadian Pacific 

 Railroad, having crossed the continent on a hunting 

 trip over its rails. Our party, which was a large one, 

 stopped at such stations in the great hunting regions 

 of the northwest territories as seemed most likely to 

 furnish the best opportunities to find game, and we 

 always found the trainmen and the operating officials 

 courteous to a degree. 



In one place where we were camped for a week, 

 among a settlement of Creek Indians, where the 

 water was so impregnated with alkali as to make it 

 nearly undrinkable, a locomotive was daily sent, a 

 distance of twenty miles, with a tender full of fresh, 

 sweet water for our use. This was done without 

 charge, and, so far as I know, without request. 

 Wherever our car was unhitched from the train on 



