The Mate of the Vancouver — page 136: what you’re looking at

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124 THE MATE OF THE VANCOUVER. to himself. In half an hour we were off, leaving behind us nearly three weeks’ provisions, all the tools but two light shovels, and what remained after our working the quartz. “Tt’s worth a thousand dollars,” said Mac, regretfully, “but without a proper crusher it’s only tailings.” We moved off camp, Mac first, leading the nameless pony, which was the stronger of the two, and I following with Dick. The snow was two feet deep in many parts, and in some drifts much more than that. Fortunately, the trail was for its greater length well sheltered, both by overhanging rocks and big trees, spruce, cedar, hemlock, and pine, which helped to keep it clear; but it was evident to me by the way the ponies traveled, and the labor it was for me to get along with no other burden than the shovel, from which L sometimes used to free Dick, that another Perk ¥ _ bag + ie Laue ores com — 78 & es : .1 i ] J \ y ) eyelre) .< ii DAR, SIT Bean ee Dt One OY a ek ie. BE AOR Pear eS ) RRL RE a 7 ro eae Beige ee AC aR ee ee eee Se OL, a ee eee e