MODERN TRAVEL

}f travel by a man who was once a factor for
udson Bay Company, but I was held back,
nstance can be almost as hard and faithful
restraining tombstone ; and anyhow, it is
Lsy and never was to find a ship bound for
m's Bay, and harder still to board her. So
re not yet reached the Canadian Barren
id; the Great Lone Land, it was also called.
y look at those names ! The map of that
., I must confess, has others as good, and
jtill retain for me a faint trace of their old
, whenever I see them ; -and I saw one again
•ecently. It was in a letter. A young lady
to me, and her address at the time "was a
beyond the Arctic Circle, in the land of the
ox. She greatly surprised me. How did
ach that point beyond the outposts ? Such
rney would take most of the brief spring
immer of the Northland, and if a traveller
not out of it again before winter shut the
he might be imprisoned till doomsday,
ret it seemed this lady had leisure there in
to read a book of mine, and was constrained
me know it, so little did the prospect of the
L journey through desolation trouble her.
ned why in a postscript. She was flying
as usual. One flies there and back now.
fly there had never occurred to me. Such
lers in northern Canada as Back, Hearne,
mzie, and Warburton Pike were in my mind,
iey had not flown, but had their work cut
knew. A deal of the attraction of that al-
inaccessible spot by the shore of the frozen
a,s the long and difficult journey thither, by
and dog-sledge. Pike, in his book about his