SHECATICA AND JACQUES CARTIER 



Here the forest was larger and more exten- 

 sive, filling in great valleys between the rugged 

 precipitous hills. We passed a long sand-beach 

 and the mouth of the Little Coxipi River, and, 

 turning abruptly to the northeast by a high 

 rocky island or peninsula, entered a lovely 

 basin. 



All the valleys were heavily forested and the 

 tree-line on the hills was higher than at the 

 entrance of the inlet. Near the delta of the 

 Little Shecatica River, whose falls we could 

 hear roaring in the forest, we at last found an 

 anchorage. Elsewhere our plumb-line had not 

 reached bottom — it was twenty or even thirty 

 fathoms deep. We had sailed eight or nine 

 miles from the entrance of Shecatica Bay to 

 the foot of the inlet at the first rapid, and ten 

 or twelve miles from there to our anchorage 

 at the head of the inlet. We had come from 

 the Arctic Zone with trees flat on the ground 

 to the Hudsonian Zone of spruce and fir trees 

 fifteen or twenty feet high. Here and there a 

 giant black spruce, bare for the most part with 

 a tuft of dark foliage on its summit, towered 

 ten or fifteen feet higher. The Arctic Zone was 

 still here, however, for the hills, which reached 



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