The Mate of the Vancouver — page 146: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

THE MATE OF THE VANOOUVER. $though I don’t know what the thunder they’re doing here, unless it?s Montana Bill come up trapping. He said he was going to do it, but if so, what’s he doing down here?” “ Can’t he trap here, then?” I asked. “Weil,” replied Mac, “this might be the S end of his line; but still, he ought to he farther up in the hills. There isn’t much to trap close down on this flat. You see trappers usually have two camps, and they walk the line during the day, and take out what is caught in the night, setting the traps again, and sleeping first at one end and then at the other. However, we shall see when we get across.” And he set about o lighting a fire. When we had crossed before there had been a rough kind of boat built out of pine slabs, which was as crazy a craft to go in as a butter-tub, It had been made by some hunters the winter before, and left there when they went west in the early spring,