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CHAPTER IX 

 Canada 



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It was whilst I was in New York, during the summer 

 of 1912, that I met Mr. George Pratt, a member of 

 the well-known Camp Fire Club. He was greatly 

 interested in my work, and suggested that I should 

 go up to his place in Canada, where he was certain 

 that I should be able to secure some pictures of moose. 



I accepted the invitation gladly. My route lay 

 through Montreal, Quebec, and Newcastle. From 

 the latter place it was a matter of going a hundred 

 and thirty miles on horseback, which also meant getting 

 a very good idea of that part of the Dominion. The 

 country was full of fine timber, with numerous rivers 

 and beautiful lakes. Formerly it was one of the 

 great hunting-grounds of the Red Indian, who found 

 game there in abundance. But, alas ! to-day both 

 the game and the Red Indian have disappeared before 

 the advance of civilisation. 



The Red Indian had to go, of course. He belongs l| 

 to one of those races which cannot thrive side by side 

 with the white man. No amount of legislation or 

 care would have preserved him for long. Really, he was 



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