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impression now is that if it had been properly hulled it 

 would have been good. 



Along the streams we saw where the wild rice had 

 been tied up in bunches to keep it from bending over and 

 being eaten by wild ducks while it was in the milky state 

 or after. Then, later in the year, the women paddled up 

 the stream, bent the heads of rice over, and with a light 

 stick threshed them into a canoe. 



Gibbs was always curious to taste their food; he had 

 the true instincts of an investigator, and got more infor- 

 mation in that line than we, who were more cautious of 

 getting too intimate with the aborigines, for fear of our 

 stock of provisions. 



We came out all right on the rations, and had all we 

 wished to use ; but the story of the winter is too long for 

 one telling. 



