Five Little Starrs in the Canadian Forest Part 1
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Five Little Starrs in the Canadian Forest.
by Lillian Elizabeth Roy and Elizabeth Colborne.
CHAPTER I
A LUMBER CAMP IN PROSPECT
"DADDUM, are we 'most there?" asked Dorothy Starr, impatiently, as the uncomfortable local train creaked over its uneven tracks through dense forests in Western Ontario.
"Almost, Dot--have a little more patience and soon you will be able to exercise those active little legs," returned Mr. Starr, as he consulted his watch.
"Guess we'll all be glad to exercise after this awful smoky, crampy ride," grumbled Donald, Dot's twin brother.
"Our winter in the lumber camp will have to be mighty fine to make us forget this outlandish trip ever since we left Grand Forks," declared Meredith Starr, the oldest boy.
"We have one consolation, Mete, and that is, we don't have to travel home in the Spring by the same route," laughed his sister Lavinia.
"Well, children, you all have had some remark to make about the discomforts of this car and the dreadful condition of the tracks, but it is far better than riding in a springless lumber wagon for the same distance," commented Mrs. Starr, s.h.i.+fting the baby's sleepy head from her shoulder to her knees.
"We'd never have come if Daddum knew we had to travel _that_ way!"
exclaimed Don.
"No, but Daddum had to travel that way, and on horseback, years ago, before this track was laid," replied Mrs. Starr.
"Did you, Daddum? Oh, do tell us about it!" cried the restless children, as they crowded into the seat beside their father.
"It isn't an exciting tale, but it is very appropriate at this time,"
replied Mr. Starr, smiling at the eager faces. "I was a very young man then. I didn't find out until I returned to New York after that trip what a prize your mother was."
"Oh, how does Mumzie know about the trip, then?" asked Dot.
"Because I have often told her how that trip decided for me my future business life," replied Mr. Starr.
"Dot, please don't interrupt Daddum with silly questions again," said Lavinia to her little sister.
"When I got off the train at Grand Forks, on that trip, I expected to meet an old friend at the station, but he was not there. I stopped at the best hotel in the town, which would have been about sixth-rate anywhere else, and the next morning my friend Dean came in. He had had to ride about forty miles out of his way on account of a flooded river and that was why he was not on time to meet me.
"Well, after he had made a few purchases in town he was ready to start back. I had a good horse waiting for me at the hotel shed, and soon we were on the return trip.
"The further north we went the more beautiful and wilder the scenery became until I thought we would be lost in the dense primeval forests.
How Dean managed to find his way I could not make out, but he seemed to know every stump, every mound, and every blaze on the trees along the trail.
"We stopped at noon to rest the horses and have a bite to eat. While we lay under the trees smoking our pipes and waiting for the horses to finish their oats, an old hunter pa.s.sed by.
"We invited him to join us but he was anxious to meet an Indian trapper some miles further on, so we were compelled to decline Dean's invitation.
"After finis.h.i.+ng our pipes, we started on the last half of our journey.
"We hadn't gone more than four miles before we saw in the trail the deep cut of a wagon-track that struck in from a side-trail that led to an eastern lumber-town.
"'Huh! Must be pretty heavy pulling for the horses,' said Dean, knowing that it would take a heavy load to make the wheels sink down so far in the soft soil.
"'Were they here yesterday, when you came by?' I asked.
"'No, and I should say the outfit wasn't very far ahead, either,'
replied Dean.
"And so it was. In a short time we caught up with a kind of 'prairie-schooner' wagon, and found that a pioneer with his family had dared the wilderness of the Canadian forest to wrest a living from the earth.
"Dean rode alongside for a time, giving the man some valuable points about the country, and advising him as to the best trails. The man thanked us profusely as we rode on.
"While Dean talked with the man I rode by the side of the wagon and spoke with the wife who was a very sweet woman of about thirty. She held a child about two years old in her lap while a boy of five slept upon a bundle of clothing on the rough wagon-floor.
"Now, this family had come from a town eighty miles east of the trail where we met them, and they were bound for a distant, fertile valley about a hundred miles further to the west where they intended to stop and look about for a permanent home. The woman and children were stiff and sore from the jolts of the springless wagon as it b.u.mped over huge rocks, or suddenly slid into wide ruts made by washouts. But they never complained about aching bones, for they knew the father couldn't help them, and they were trying to keep up his spirits.
"Dean and I continued along the trail until we came to the flooded region that made him miss my coming the day before. The river seemed higher than ever, Dean said, and we had to try the roundabout way again.
We traveled along the banks for at least thirty miles, but not a spot could be found where we could ford, or even swim our horses.
"Finally, we pulled rein to discuss the problem, when Dean saw a thin wreath of smoke rising among the trees near at hand. As no forester ever permits the sight of smoke to go uninvestigated for fear of forest fires, he jumped off of his horse and rushed into the woods. After a short time he returned with our friend the hunter and an Indian.
"'The men say we can't get over to-day--we'll have to wait about until the water recedes somewhat,' Dean explained.
"'Can't we cross where you did last night?' I asked.
"'Not to-day--the water has risen much higher since then and it would be taking too much of a chance to risk it. We'll stay here until it is safe,' said Dean, as he led his horse into the woods toward the Indian's temporary camp.
"I followed the three men and wondered how the Indian ever got the name of Mike. Later I heard that his own name was so hard to p.r.o.nounce that everyone who knew him abbreviated it to 'Mike'.
"Well, we camped and hunted and fished there with the two elderly men for a week before we could go on, but it was a week of rare sport, for the hunter and trapper were experts, and they had many exciting stories to tell of narrow escapes from wild animals and other adventures.
"Dean and I finally arrived at the lumber camp where the men had decided to send out a scout to trail Dean, who they feared was lost, or injured somewhere on the way. So, they were greatly relieved to see us ride along the river-road that led into the camp which consisted of a small group of huts."
"Daddum, that story wasn't as good as most of yours are," criticised Don.
"Perhaps not, my son," laughed Mr. Starr, "for I see we are nearing our destination and I only planned to keep up the tale long enough to keep you from thinking of your tired selves."
"Get there in about seven minutes, sir," announced the old conductor as he shuffled through the car.
"Hurrah!" cried Don, jumping upon the seat to get his baggage.
"Why, I can't see any town!" exclaimed Dot, looking out of the car window.
"Don't bother about the town, Dot, but take your hat and jacket out of the rack," advised Lavinia, who was busy trying to gather together the various belongings of the family.
"Babs! Wake up, little sister," called Mrs. Starr as she gently shook the sleepy little girl.
"Is 't mornin'?" yawned the baby.
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