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Portrait of W. A. Fraser W. A. Fraser McClure's Magazine, Volume 28, Number 6… (1907)

Savarin was tireless,—a wolf that tracked hour after hour a wounded buck. When he should have eaten, he lighted a pipe and, holding it between his strong teeth, pushed on; when he must eat, because even determined energy must have food, there was a quick frying of pork, a minute for a smoke, the tea-pail emptied in great draughts, and then on again.
Crouched in the canoe, I cared not; it was his energy, his muscles, his way of going. Larue sat silent and heavy-faced, his fierce black eyes watching every rock, every eddy, every treacherous pool.
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Portrait of W. A. Fraser W. A. Fraser McClure's Magazine, Volume 28, Number 6… (1907)

Once under way, they were no more desirous of speed than was I; a man who is needed in two places at once loves not the midway.
Savarin and the Indian leapt to the collars of the tracking-line as greyhounds might have cast from the leash with eyes enamored of a flitting hare.
The Athabasca was low, long points of rock-cobbled bottom running out far from shore. In the stern, Larue, paddle in hand, sweeping the canoe the full length of the tracking-line out to the proper depth, ate into our progress. It was slow going; much strain for the headway gained.
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Portrait of W. A. Fraser W. A. Fraser McClure's Magazine, Volume 28, Number 6… (1907)

THIS is a story of how, on 13th of August, a White Man does not know everything.
It was all in that land of spruce forest and moss-covered muskeg, ribboned by rivers that rush many miles an hour over cataract beds, and jewel-set with sapphire lakes, and lakes sometimes of emerald; and of its animate life, the patrician Cree Indian and the conglomerate Breed harassed forever and ever the trumpet-voiced moose and the velvet-coated bear and the caribou—the wood-caribou whose head is rigged like a ship, all spars and yards
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