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4l8<br />

BLUE MONDAY—CYPRESS RIVER RECROSSED.<br />

fast he went to dry land for a load in water up to his armpits,<br />

whilst I waited with my whole body immersed until<br />

he brought down a load and laid it upon the raft with great<br />

precautions, as it was in danger of upsetting from the<br />

strength of the current. I then hauled it over, made fast, and<br />

carried the load to dry land upon my head. Every time I<br />

landed the mosquitoes plagued me insufferably ; and<br />

still<br />

worse, the horse I had crossed over upon was so tormented<br />

that he broke his fetters and ran away. I was under the<br />

cruel necessity of pursuing him on the plains entirely naked ;<br />

fortunately I caught him and brought him back. I suffered<br />

a good deal from the sharp-pointed grass pricking my bare<br />

feet, and mosquito bites covered my body. The sun was<br />

set before we finished our transportation. The water in this<br />

river is always excessively cold, and by the time we got all<br />

over our bodies were as blue as indigo ; we were shivering<br />

like aspen leaves, and our legs were cut and chafed by the<br />

coarse stiff grass. We shot an old swan and caught two<br />

young ones that could not Hy ; this made us a comfortable<br />

supper. We stopped here for the night, much fatigued and<br />

harassed.<br />

Aug. 12th. At the break of day we were on our journey.<br />

At eight o'clock we came to the entrance of the Hair hills,<br />

and on ascending the first ridge fell upon an old Indian<br />

path, which we followed, almost due E.<br />

At ten o'clock we<br />

once more crossed Cypress river, and came to the old wintering<br />

houses of 1801-02, at the White Mud. At eleven<br />

o'clock we stopped to feed our horses for an hour. The<br />

mountain road was bad ; every low spot was a mire, through<br />

which our horses could scarcely make their way. We<br />

crossed two small rivulets,'^ which fall into Panbian river,<br />

'*<br />

Traveling about S. E. to-day, Henry crosses Cypress r. higher up than<br />

before, somewhere between the places called St. Alphonse and Norquay ;<br />

passes by the present Swan Lake Indian reserve, which the N. P. and Man.<br />

R. R. traverses, N. of Swan 1.; crosses two rivulets running S. W. into Pembina<br />

r. , one of them that on which is situated a place called Kingsley ;<br />

and<br />

camps on a third rivulet in the vicinity of La Riviere sta. of the Pembina<br />

branch of the C. P. Ry., not far from where the railroad crosses Pembina r.

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