SOME LABRADOR RIVERS 
ment, knife in hand, and, throwing away his 
bow and arrows, sprang towards the Micmac, 
who, to the amazement of all beholders, re- 
treated towards the edge of the rock over- 
hanging the falls, thus drawing his enemy on, 
when, with sudden spring, he locked him in a 
fatal embrace, and, struggling towards the 
edge of the precipice, leaped with a shout of 
triumph into the foaming waters, and was in- 
stantly swept away over the tremendous cata- 
ract, which has since borne the name of the 
conjuror’s or the Manitousin Falls.” 
On the 28th of May we paddled and rowed in 
a modified or “‘ evolved ’’ canoe up the Piashte- 
bai River. A mile from the bay brought us toa 
considerable expansion of the river, and, had 
it not been for our guide, we might have spent 
many hours in searching the shores of this lake 
for the continuation of the river above. As 
it was we were shown the river where we least 
expected it, flowing for a mile through a 
drowned muskeg, and then emerging from the 
forest with rapid course. The swift current 
finally prevented further progress, and, landing 
on the right bank near an old bear trap, we fol- 
lowed through the thick spruce woods an Indian 
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