322 WITH GUN AND GUIDE 



rest before the stage arrived. We spent the night at 

 " One-hundred-and-fifty-mile House," and left very 

 early Monday morning. 



It was a singularly fortunate thing that we came out 

 when we did, as the next stage which followed us was 

 held up by three masked men armed with rifles, and 

 they cleaned up out of the lot between $4,000 and 

 $5,000. The place selected for the hold-up was behind 

 a sharp curve in the road ; the time early in the morn- 

 ing, when the light was anything but good. 



Neither the driver nor the passengers had any 

 chance to make the slightest resistance. The bandits 

 took the situation leisurely, showed no hurry or excite- 

 ment, but got what they were after and then disap- 

 peared in the woods. I have not heard anything of 

 their capture. 



At the next stop for a change of horses we learned 

 that the hostler, an old man, had dropped dead an hour 

 before our arrival from heart failure. The man who 

 took his place brought out the horses and put the lead- 

 ers at the wheel and the wheel horses in the lead, and 

 they wouldn't go, but pranced around until they broke 

 the tongue. A passenger by the name of N. S. Glark, 

 manager of the Fort George Lumber and Navigation 

 Company, was on the stage. Mr. Clark is a man of 

 brawn and initiative. 



He launched a steamer last summer on the Frazer 

 River under a capable captain, who navigated two hun- 



