The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1898-11-25

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sections Of Kansas land. Then he built
a big irrigation ditch in Nebraska, and
perhaps this hurt him somewhat, for it
seems he parted with his buffalo, the
hero being bought by a half breed
named Charles Allard, who lived on the
} Flathead reservation of Montana. The
bulk Of the old herd is out there still.
road down in Texas, made some money
and, being resolved to make hat calf
hunt in the a~rctics, quietly started on
his trip, telling his wife and family that
he might be back home some day.
TRAVELLED 5000 MILES.
That was eighteen months ago. He
was gone longer than he had expected.
He travelled more than 5000 miles,
passed a winter in the a%rctics, made
the trip to the Arctic Ocean, passed
many hundreds of Klondike ~argonauts
who were ice bound near the mouth OF
the Mackenzie, came out into the
Yukon, and, finding the Klondike too
tame, took ship from st. Michael's for
Seattle, which port he reached October
I. ICCllu 1uuooh Doy pSopIS
had sent home several reports Of his
death, but when he reached his family
in Oklahoma he was not much the
worse for wear, though a bit more
wrinkled. Jones is "a years old and
entitled to a few wrinkles.
1t was a year ago last summer that
Jones left Edmonton, Alberta, the last
railway point, and headed north. The
Hudson Bay company ave him no
aid, warning him that he was going
on a fool trip n saying that if he
broke the game avs the mounted po-
lice would follow him to the edge Of
the earth, an assertion which has a
large amount of truth in it, for the
Canadians keep their laws better than
we do ours. He built a scoW n
started down the Athabasca river. He
ran on a rock just above the Grand
Rapids falls. Three o loads of
Indians passed him, but would not
help him. Jones says he was tempted
to kill a few Indians just then. Shortly
afterward m of these same mounted
police, a grand body of men, found
him. They waded out and got him
: ashore, called him fine names and told
him to 60 back. II won't go back"
said Jones. I'm going on"
: HAD TO GET A GUIDE.
, you'll not go a foot farther without
a guide and a boatman for this river
said the sergeant Of the squad, and this
? Jones knew was final. 1t last he got
, a helper and went on into that
2 vast wild region of which Ameri-
f cans know so little. 1t was late sum
mer when Jones got to the lower enc
Of Great Slave Lake at Fort Resolu.
ton, which is not really a fort, but a
lot of log houses. Here it was that
! he met John Rea, a trader who knew
' Indians and who had a lion heart. H
quietly said he would go along. He
F., than that. All through the long arctic
r winter, says Jones, this mar Rea never
l once spoke unless to answer some
7 awful silence of the great still land
J question. He would not talk. The
l had fallen on his oul. Human speech
seemed to him a trivial thing. Yet
: there was nothing he would not do.
. Jones and Rea sailed over Great
: Slave Lake to Fort Defiance. They
were now nearly to the edge of the
: timber country and they resolved to
\ winter here.
( FOUND A, GOOD INDIAN.
In the spring these two men con-
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where they expected to find their game.
> They got one Indian, a bright fellow
| who owned a fine dog train, to go with
2 them, being very careful all this time
t not to say a word about the intention
. Of catching calves, since they knew
e already that to make this known would
: be to put them beyond the pale of
native aid, if not to actually endanger
their lives. The natives hated them
cordially enough before this, but feared
] the brawny fist of Rea and the ready
( foot Of the man from Kansas. 1t was
: spring when they started out with
their double dog train. Not spring
}, as we understand it. 1t was February
S when they started but the Thermometer
would go to 40 or so degrees below zero
They moved far up to the north an6
. east, and made their last camp on what
is known as Artillery Lake. Here they
t catched what supplies they did not i'm,
peratively need and set out for theil
long and risky sledge journey.
This~hafdy little party left the las
forest behind them and set out with
all their irewood on their sledges
There could be no fire at. night, ex
cent enough to boil a kettle of tea