by
JAMESWILLARD SCHULTZ
WITHILLUSTRATIONS BY
GEORGE VARIAN
London
CONSTABLE & CO. Limited
BOSTON AND NEWYORK
HOUGHTON MIFFLINCOMPANY
1912
copyright,1912, by james willard schultz
all rights reserved
thisbook is affectionately dedicated
to my wife
CELIAHAWKINS SCHULTZ
whosegood comradeship and sympathy
have been my greatest help
in writing thetale
Preface | ChapterIII | ChapterVII |
Illustrations | ChapterIV | ChapterVIII |
Chapter I | Chapter V | ChapterIX |
ChapterII | ChapterVI | Chapter X |
When in theseventies I turned my back on civilization andjoined thetrappers and traders of the Northwest, Thomas Fox became my friend. Wewere together in the Indian camps and trading posts often for months ata time; he loved to recount his adventures in still earlier days, andthus it was that I learned the facts of his life. The stories that hetold by the evening camp-fire and before the comfortable fireplaces ofour various posts, on long winter days, were impressed upon my memory,but to make sure of them I frequently took notes of the more importantpoints.
As time passed, I realized more and more how unusual andinteresting hisadventures were, and I urged him to write an account of them. He beganwith enthusiasm, but soon tired of the unaccustomed work. Later,however, after the buffalo had been exterminated and we were settled ona cattle-ranch, where the life was of a deadly monotony compared withthat which we had led, I induced him to take up the narrative oncemore.Some parts of it he wrote with infinite detail; other parts consistedonl