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disappeared, and we appear to glide The influence of these early Jesuit along, surrounded by scenery not al missionaries is still potent among the together strange to us. Raspberry Indian tribes, even as far west as the Jam, a settlement of the Chippewa Rocky Mountains. Indians, is a pretty little place; and Proceeding through the canal, to the soil about Garden River is rich avoid the Sault, or rather the proand productive. Sugar Island, which longed rapid, which, leaping over we have passed to the left by this ledges of rock, descends about twenty tortuous channel, belongs to the Uni feet in the three-quarters of a mile of ted States, the boundary line run- its length, we enter a widening of ning through the centre of the main the river, and, seven miles further on branch of the river. Twenty-five pass between Gros Cap (700 feet high) miles further on we reach, on the Ca on the Canada shore, and Point Ironadian side, the village of Sault Ste. quois, in Michigan. Finally, we enter Marie. There are two villages bear the waters of Lake Superior, the Ining this name, one the capital of the dian name of which is Gitche Gumee, Algoma District of Ontario, and, the -the Big Sea Water-covering an other, on the opposite side of the St. area of 33,000 square miles. Its shores Mary's River, the capital of Chippe are almost uninterruptedly rockbound, wa County, in the State of Michigan. the cliffs varying from 200 to 1,500 Both are situated near the foot of feet in height; the north, or Canadian, rapids which obstruct the navigation side being pre-eminently grand and between Lakes Superior and Huron. rugged. On the southern side the The current in the rapids runs at the rate of from fifteen to twenty miles an hour, and forms an impassable barrier to the passage of vessels of any description. The Chippewa Indians, however, amuse tourists by “running” or "shooting"them in birch - bark canoes. The Canadian village is rather a scattered clearing than a town, al
SAULT ST. MARIE FALLS. though it boasts of a district judge, sheriff, court-house, l objects of interest are the Pictured gaol, post office, hotels, and the other Rocks, Porcupine Mountain, The appurtenances of civilized life. The Twelve Apostles' Islands, and the churches are also represented in con town of Marquette, 170 miles from the siderable numbers. The Sault is beau Sault, the seat of the iron trade of the tifully situated, and forms one of the region, and the distant city of Duluth, favourite summer resorts in this heal in Minnesota. But having taken, as thy region. It was here in 1671, that it is called, the Collingwood route, the Father Allouet planted the cross, and preferable one, it will be admitted, for took possession of the country in the sight-seeing, we proceed to view the name of the French King, Louis XIV. | stupendous grandeur of the 'North
Shore. Soon we come upon Michipicoten Island (Anglice, the Island of Knobs or Hills), the loveliest spot on the great lake. It is from twelve to fifteen miles long and five or six wide, and rises to a height of between 700 and 800 feet above the surface of the lake. There is a commodious harbour on the south side. Geologically the island may be termed a mass of amygdaloidal trap, with beds of conglomerates, red sandstone, and shales. Crystals of red felspar, colourless quartz, pitchstone, and greenstone are also found on the island ; and innumerable agates are picked up on the shores of the beautiful islets at the entrance of the bay and within it. At present Michipicoten Island is nearly in a state of nature; but when suitable accommodation is provided, it. will probably prove the favourite summer resort of Lake Superior. Twenty-five miles north-west of the island is Otter Head, the neighbourhood of which abounds in game—the caríboo, the deer, fox, bear, otter, marten, beaver, partridges, and pigeons. The whole shore, till we
approach Nipigon Bay, is wild and rugged, with beautiful bays and lovely islets, as well as innumerable streams that force their way over the rocky barrier. Nipigon Bay, which extends for many miles between the rocky islands and the dark frowning cliffs of the mainland, is perhaps the wildest and most picturesque portion of the trip. We are in the region where fire, earthquake, and volcano have rent and melted and hurled about the strata near the surface of the earth. To the sportsman, whether with rod or gun, the artist, the geologist, or the pleasure-seeker, this wild archipelago presents unrivalled attractions. Ni. pigon River, which flows out of the large lake of the same name thirty miles to the north, enters the bay at its north-western extremity. Passing along the narrow peninsula which separates Nipigon from Black Bay, we round Point Magnet and Point Porphyry, with islands on every side of us; and, leaving the large American Isle Royale to the left, land at the now renowned Silver Islet, some miles
off Thunder Cape. This insignificant | This lofty promontory, 1,350 feet speck upon the surface of the lake has | in height, is a very conspicuous ob of late years attained great importance ject at a distance of many miles. It in the estimation of the mining com first rises rather gradually, but steeply panies, for within its circumscribed from the water, but finally terminates space of some 80 feet square, there in a bold wall of chert or quartz. Its lies concealed untold wealth of pre great height is hardly appreciated cious metal. Several companies are from the water on account of the cornow at work on the island, and the responding length. After rounding annual yield is enormous, the rock the Cape, we pass into Thunder Bay, averaging in value $1,500 to $2,000 which is studded with innumerable per ton. In some places the pure rocky islets, which may probably be silver appears in belts in the wall of as rich in mineral wealth as the one the mine, or forms a glittering floor of which we have just spoken. About beneath one's feet. But, reluctantly fifteen miles from the Cape we arrive leaving thisargentiferous spot, in which at Prince Arthur's Landing, a settlethe needy man might well desire to | ment now rising to great importance, possess an interest, a few hours' sail but which seems to have sprung up a brings us in view of Thunder Cape, few years ago, like Jonah's gourd, in which notably marks the entrance to a night. Its situation is a fine one, Thunder Bay.
as the land ascends gradually, by ter
time must be our halting place, as the upon the banks of which the settlesteamer here returns to Collingwood, ment is formed, is navigable for ten or is reached from the Landing by road, twelve miles from its mouth to where or by boat-a pull of about two miles rapids occur. About eighteen miles -or by the recently constructed Prince further up there is a beautiful cascade, Arthur branch of the Canada Pacific the Kakabeka Falls, about 200 feet in railway. It is an important Hudson's height. The name Fort appears to be a Bay Depôt for furs and stores of all misnomer, for there is certainly nothing kinds, and at one time was the head worthy of thename of fortification there quarters of the North-West Company, now ; but in early days, more than until its union, after a desperate one hostile expedition set out from this struggle, with the old monopoly. quiet spot. Prince Arthur's Landing McKay's mountain, immediately be seems destined to throw the old tradhind Fort William, is an abrupt emi ing-post completely in the shade ; still nence ahout 1000 feet in height, with it will always be worth a visit, if a back ground of distant mountains only for the tranquil beauty of its surstill higher. The river Kaministiquia roundings on lake, mountain, and (Indian, “place of many currents”), / river.
DOMINION DAY, 1879.
W ITH feu-de-joie and merry bells, and cannon's thundering peal,
And pennons fluttering on the breeze, and serried rows of steel We greet once more the birthday morn of our Canadian land, From the Atlantic stretching wide to the far Pacific strand; With glorious rivers, ocean lakes, and prairies wide and free, And waterfalls, and forests dim, and mountains by the sea ; A country on whose birth there smiled the genius of romance, Above whose cradle brave hands waved the lilied cross of France ; Whose infancy was grimly nursed in peril, pain, and woe, When gallant hearts found early graves beneath Canadian snow; When savage raid and ambuscade and famine's sore distress Combined their strength, in vain, to crush the dauntless French noblesse ; And her dim trackless forest lured again and yet again, From silken courts of sunny France, her flower, the brave Champlain : And now her proud traditions boast four blazoned rolls of fame ;Crecy's and Flodden's deadly foes for ancestors we claim,
Past feud and battle buried far behind the peaceful years,