60 THE RED MOUNTAIN OF ALASKA. 
leak in the old canoe before dark. I left him getting 
his gum and some bark to burn and sear with. 
" Well^ it took longer than I thought it would. For 
upwards of three miles I tramped through the black 
"l SHOULDERED THE CANOE." 
growth to the head of the pond, following the trail, which 
wasn't the easiest to keep in sight. There wasn't a 
broken limb or even a bent brake ; and on the ground 
scarcely a track, she was so light. 
