Identifier: downnorthonlabra00gren (find matches)
Title: Down North on the Labrador
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Grenfell, Wilfred Thomason, Sir, 1865-1940
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Publisher: New York, Chicago (etc.) Fleming H. Revell Company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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ben Marvin. XIII The Spars of the Rose of Torridge MALCOLM ENGLISH was a Scotch-man in spite of his name—at leasthe had potentially come over fromthat country in the loins of his grandfather,who seventy years back had served the greatHudson Bay Fur Trading Company as acooper for the salmon and seal oil. It mustbe remembered, however, that the one or twocarefully preserved letters which the goodman had received after first settling on thecoast bore the superscription of MalcolmMacintosh. But when you are the northern-most white man and live entirely amongEsquimos, what reason is there to be fightingfor a pesky soubriquet just because it chancesto label ones grandfather, especially when ithappens to be as difficult to spell as it is im-possible to pronounce. The ciphering on theold letters meant nothing anyhow to thepresent Malcolm, for he had no learning.He was a modest, retiring fellow, and toall his world he was just plain MalcolmEnglish.When I first met him he had just come out206
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The SPARS of The ROSE 207 of one of the long northern Labrador fjords,at the bottom of which he Uved. He was onhis way to barter some fur for food suppHeswith the schooner-men of a small fleet ofsouthern fishing vessels. Our hospital steamer had just dropped heranchor in the midst of these craft and thewatch on deck had at once called my atten-tion to a queer looking boat which was ap-proaching them. She was low and fiat,evidently built for the bay only. But it wasthe speed with which she was advancing thatfirst gained our attention. Our curiosity wasgreatly increased when our glasses revealeda girl standing up steering, while two morewere each stoutly pulling a pair of sculls inperfect time with a tall mans rowing stroke.Naturally we were at once eager to know moreabout them. An invitation issued by the mate, thoughconveyed in his usual unconventional mannerthrough a megaphone from the quarter-deck,was successful in bringing the strangers along-side and aboard, where a few minutes ex

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