102 JOURNEY TO THE SHORES 



with the weight of near one hundred and 

 eighty pounds each, we of necessity pro- 

 ceeded at a slow pace. The day was ex- 

 tremely warm, and the musquitoes, whose 

 attacks had hitherto been feeble, issued 

 forth in swarms from the marshes, and 

 were very tormenting. Having walked five 

 miles we encamped near a small cluster of 

 pines about two miles from the Dog-rib 

 Rock. The canoe party had not been seen 

 since they set out. Our hunters went for- 

 ward to Marten Lake, intending to wait for 

 us at a place where two deer were depo- 

 sited. At nine P.M. the temperature of 

 the air was 63°. 



We resumed our march at an early hour, 

 and crossed several lakes which lay in our 

 course, as the ice enabled the men to drag 

 their burdens on trains formed of sticks 

 and deers' horns, with more ease than they 

 could carry them on their backs. We were 

 kept constantly wet by this operation, as 

 the ice had broken near the shores of the 

 lakes, but this was little regarded as the 

 day was unusually warm, the temperature 



