My back was aching quite a bit that day. Touch of lumbago. It
made things worse for me. I thought it would be impossible for me
to try and go any farther. So I told Mr. Hubbard that if I did not
feel any better in the morning, they could go on and try to make
their way out and leave me behind, because I did not want to delay
them in the least. For all, I was sure they would never make their
way out; but I thought they might try anyway. Mr. Hubbard was
very, very sorry about it; but he said he hoped I'd be better in
the morning.
Wednesday, October 14th.--The boys were up before me and had a fire
on. It was some time before I could get up; but I was feeling
better than I did the night before. Before noon I shot a duck with
the rifle. We were very happy boys.
At noon we came to the place where we had planned some time ago to
leave the canoe and cross over to the Nascaupee again. We had our
nice duck for lunch, and enjoyed it very much. Mr. Hubbard then
asked me if I could find the flour we had thrown away some time in
July, along the Nascaupee.
"Yes," I said, "if no animal has carried it away. It is over 20
miles from here.
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