Jolly, cranky, old fellow. "You'll never get back" he says to us.
"If you are at Ungava when I get there I'll bring you back."
Calder, lumberman on Grand River and Sandwich Bay, here says we
can't do it. Big Salmon stuffed and baked for dinner--bully.
George says he is ready to start now. Prophecies that we can't do
it, don't worry me. Have heard them before. Can do it. WILL.
Monday, July 13th.--This noon the _Julia Sheridan_, Deep Sea
Mission Boat, Dr. Simpson, came. We said good-bye and embarked for
Northwest River. Had good informal supper in little cabin. Good
easy yachting time. Stopped about 11 P.M. behind St. John's Island
for the night.
Tuesday, July 14th.--Landed about 2 P.M. at Northwest River.
Thomas M'Kenzie in charge. Bully fellow, all alone, lonesome, but
does not admit it. Tall, wiry, hospitable in the extreme. Not
busy in winter. Traps some. Wishes he could go with us. Would
pack up to-night and be ready in the morning. Can get no definite
information as to our route. M'Kenzie says we are all right; can
make it of course. Gave away bag of flour. Discarded single
blanket, 5 lbs. can lard. Got at Rigolette yesterday, 10 lbs.
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