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at the junction of the the rivers mentioned. After this destruc- 

 tion, Campbell made one of the most marvellous journeys on 

 record, walking the whole distance from Fort Simpson to Fort 

 Garry on snowshoes, which is not less than 2,000 miles. He 

 then pushed on on foot to Red Wing, Minnesota. 



LATER LIFE. 



In 1853, Campbell visited England, and there, under his 

 direction, maps were prepared by Arrowsmith of the region 

 explored by him. To few men has been vouchsafed the privilege 

 of naming the important points in so large a region as Campbell 

 thus described. The rivers and more notable points were 

 named by him after his own acquaintances in the Company, or 

 from the places in his native valley in Perthshire. Such names 

 as McMillan, Lewis, White and Stewart, given to large tribu- 

 taries of the Yukon, are illustrations of this. Much indignation 

 was aroused a few years ago by a worthless subaltern in the 

 United States Army, Lieut. Schwatka, attempting, after going 

 over Campbell's ground, to rename the places fixed in Arrow- 

 smith's map years before by our explorer. 



After returning from Scotland, Campbell was sent back to 

 the Athabasca district, where he remained till 1863. During 

 the latter part of this time his lonely abode was made joyful by 

 the arrival of a brave Scottish lady, Miss Eleonoi'a Sterling, who 

 came in company with her sister, but otherwise unattended, all 

 the way from Scotland to be his bride. The late Consul Taylor 

 used to describe with great animation this heroic journey of the 

 Scottish lassies whom he had seen, as they made their overland 

 journey from St. Paul to Fort Garry of upwards of 400 miles, 

 and then courageously pushed on to go 400 miles further north 

 to Norway House to be met by Campbell from his far off post 

 in Athabasca. Robert Campbell was most devoted to his wife, 

 and she gave him two sons and a daughter. The writer well 

 remembers him in 1871, when he had received a few weeks before 

 the news of the death of his wife, who had gone home to Edin- 

 burgh. The old fur trader seemed as if he were in a dream, 

 dwelling on the terrible loss he had sustained. 



