The Young Alaskans on the Trail Part 6

"Well," explained Alex, "we'll put them in between some green willow boughs and keep them that way till night. Then I suppose we'll have to smoke them a little--hang them up by the tail the way the Injuns do.

That's the way we do whitefish in the north. If it weren't for the fish which we catch in these northern waters, we'd all starve to death in the winter, and so would our dogs, all through the fur country."

"By the time we're done this trip," ventured Rob, "we'll begin to be _voyageurs_ ourselves, and will know how to make our living in the country."

"That's the talk!" said Alex, admiringly. "The main thing is to learn to do things right. Each country has its own ways, and usually they are the most useful ways. An Injun never wants to do work that he doesn't have to do. So, you'll pretty much always see that the Injun ways of keeping camp aren't bad to follow as an example, after all.

"But now," said he at length, after they had finished cleaning and was.h.i.+ng off their trout, "we'll have to get on across to the other lake."

As before, Moise now took the heavier pack on his own broad shoulders, and Alex once more picked up the canoe.

"She's a little lighter than the other boat, I believe," said he, "but they're both good boats, as sure's you're born--you can't beat a Peterborough model in the woods!"

The other boys noticed now that when he carried his canoe, he did so by placing a paddle on each side, threaded under and above the thwarts so as to form a support on each side, which rested on his shoulders.

His head would have been covered entirely by the boat as he stood, were it not that he let it drop backward a little, so that he could see the trail ahead of him. Rob pointed out to Jesse all these different things, with which their training in connection with the big Alaskan sea-going dugouts had not made them familiar.

"Have we got everything now, fellows?" asked Rob, making a last search before they left the scene of their disembarkation.

"All set!" said John. "Here we go!"

It required now but a few moments to make the second traverse of the portage, and soon the boats again were loaded. They found this most easterly of the three lakes on the summit to be of about the same size as the one which they had just left. It was rather longer than it was wide, and they could see at its eastern side the depression where the outlet made off toward the east. Again taking their places at the paddles in the order established at the start of the day, they rapidly pushed on across. They found now that this lake discharged through a little creek which rapidly became deep and clear.

"It's going to be just the way," said Rob, "that Sir Alexander tells.

I say, fellows, we could take that boat and come through here in the dark, no matter what Simon Fraser said about Sir Alexander."

They found the course down this little waterway not troublesome, and fared on down the winding stream until at length they heard the sound of running water just beyond.

"That's the Parsnip now, no doubt," said Alex, quietly, to his young charges. Already Moise had pushed the _Mary Ann_ over the last remaining portion of the stream, and she was floating fair and free on the current of the second stream, not much larger than the one from which they now emerged.

"_Voila!_" Moise exclaimed. "She'll been the Peace River--or what those _voyageur_ call the Parsneep. Now, I'll think we make fast ride, yes."

Jesse, leaning back against his bed-roll, looked a little serious.

"Boys," said he, "I don't like the looks of this. This water sounds dangerous to me, and you can't tell me but what these mountains are pretty steep."

"Pshaw! It's just a little creek," scoffed John.

"That's all right, but a little creek gets to be a big river mighty fast up in this country--we've seen them up in Alaska many a time.

Look at the snow-fields back in those mountains!"

"Don't be alarmed, Mr. Jess," said Alex; "most of the snow has gone down in the June rise. The water is about as low now as it is at any time of the year. Now, if we were here on high water, as Simon Fraser was, and going the other way, we might have our own troubles--I expect he found all this country under water where we are now, and the current must have been something pretty stiff to climb against."

"In any case," Rob added, "we're just in the same shape that Sir Alexander and old Simon were when they were here. We wouldn't care to turn back, and we've got to go through. If they did it, so can we. I don't believe this stream's as bad, anyhow, as the Fraser or the Columbia, because the traders must have used it for a regular route long ago."

"I was reading," said John, "in Simon Fraser's travels, about how they did in the rapids of the Fraser River. Why, it was a wonder they ever got through at all. But they didn't seem to make much fuss about it.

Those men didn't know where they were going, either--they just got in their boat and turned loose, not knowing what there was on ahead!

That's what I call nerve. Pshaw! Jess, we're only tenderfeet compared to those chaps!"

"That's the talk!" commented Alex, once more lighting his pipe and smiling. "We'll go through like a bird, I'm pretty sure."

"Yes," said Moise, "we'll show those boy how the _voyageur_ ron the rapeed."

"One thing I want to say to you young gentlemen," resumed Alex, "not to alarm you, but to teach you how to travel. If by any accident the boat should upset, hang to the boat and don't try to swim. The current will be very apt to sweep you on through to some place where you can get a footing. But all these mountain waters are very strong and very cold. Whatever you do, hang to the boat!"

"Yes!" said Rob, "'don't give up the s.h.i.+p,' as Lawrence said. Sir Alexander tells how he got wrecked on the Bad River with his whole crew. But they hung to the canoe and got her out at the foot of the rapids, after all, and not one of them was hurt."

"He didn't lose a man on the whole trip, for that matter," John added.

"Well, now, let's see about the rapids," said Rob again, spreading out his map and opening one of his books which he always kept close at hand. "Simon Fraser tells as day by day what he did when he was going west. They got into that lake we've just left, about noon. They must have poked up the creek some time, and very early that same morning.

That was June thirtieth, and on the same day they pa.s.sed another river coming in from the west side--which must be between here and the outlet from McLeod Lake."

"What does the map say about the other side of the stream?" asked John, peering over Rob's shoulder.

"Well, on the twenty-eighth, as they were coming up they pa.s.sed two rivers coming in from the east. That can't be very far below here, and the first stream on the west side must be pretty close, from all I can learn. Below there, on the twenty-seventh, there was another river which they pa.s.sed coming in from the east, and Simon says near its mouth there was a rapid. He doesn't seem to mention any rapids between there and here--probably it had to be a pretty big one for him to take any notice of it. That's two or three days down-stream, according to his journal, and, as Alex says, it was high water, and they made slow time coming up--not as fast as Sir Alexander did, in fact."

"Plenty good water," said Moise, looking out over the rapid little stream with professional approval. "She's easy river."

"Then we ought to make some sort of voyage," said Rob. "You see, Sir Alexander took thirty-four days coming up to this point from the place where he started, far east of the Rockies, but going downhill it only took him six days."

"That was going some," nodded John, emphatically, if not elegantly.

"But not faster than we'll be going," answered Rob. "You see, it took him a sixth of the time to go east which it needed to come west. Then, what they did in three days coming up, we ought to run in a half-day or less going down."

Alex nodded approvingly. "I think it would figure out something like that way," said he.

"So if we started now, or a little after noon," resumed Rob, "and ran a full half-day we ought to pa.s.s all these rivers which Simon mentions, and get down to the first big rapid of which he speaks. They were good and tired coming up-stream, but we won't have to work at all going down."

"Well, don't we eat any place at all?" began John again, amid general laughter.

"Sure," said Moise, "we'll stop at the first little beach and make boil the kettle. I'm hongree, too, me."

They did as Moise said, and spent perhaps an hour, discussing, from time to time, the features of the country and the probable time it would take them to make the trip.

"The boat goes very fast on a stream like this," said Alex. "We could make fifty or sixty miles a day without the least trouble, if we did not have to portage. I should think the current was four to six miles an hour, at least, and you know we could add to that speed if we cared to paddle."

"Well, we don't want to go too fast," said Jesse. "We have all summer for this trip."

This remark from the youngest of the party caused the old _voyageur_ to look at him approvingly. "That's right," said he, "we'll not hurry."

Moise was by this time examining the load of the _Mary Ann_, arranging the packs so that she would trim just to suit his notion when Rob was in place at the bow. Alex paid similar care to the _Jaybird_. The boats now ran practically on an even keel, which would give them the greatest bearing on the water and enable them to travel over the shallowest water possible.

"_En roulant?_" said Moise, looking at Alex inquiringly.

Alex nodded, and the boys being now in their proper places in the boats, he himself stepped in and gave a light push from the beach with his paddle.

"So long, fellows," called out Rob over his shoulder as he put his paddle to work. "I'm going to beat you all through--if I'm bow paddle in the first boat I'll be ahead of everybody else. _En roulant, ma boule!_"

The _Mary Ann_, swinging fully into the current, went off dipping and gliding down the gentle incline of the stream. "Don't go too fast, Moise," called out Alex. "We want to keep in sight of the cook-boat."