THROUGH THE PETITE EIGOLET 



at meal-times, when their appetites were phe- 

 nomenal. On the fourth day, however, the 

 Indians left them, and Mr. Bryant had to 

 get on without them as best he might. They 

 had a rough and difificult time, a succession of 

 rapids in the river with portages by the dan- 

 gerous places. One of the portages was ten 

 miles long. After nearly a month's travel the 

 expedition reached the source of the river one 

 hundred and sixty miles from the sea, and 

 stood at the foot of the well-worn Indian por- 

 tage up over the height of land. Ten days more 

 would doubtless have brought them to the 

 Hamilton River, but one of the canoe-men 

 had so wrenched his knee that Bryant did not 

 feel justified in proceeding, and with heavy 

 hearts they were obliged to give up the under- 

 taking and return. They reached the post at 

 the mouth of the river on August 23. 



We had enjoyed our day but were glad to 

 creep into our sleeping-bags long before the 

 light had failed. In the east that evening there 

 was a small piece of rainbow. The captain 

 called it "the eye of the buck" and said it 

 betokened wind from the same quarter in the 

 morning. He was right. 



