Deer Lalze

EW white men ventured inland,
a century ago, in the days of
the first Chief Capilano, when

_ the spoils of the mighty Fraser

River poured into copper-colored hands, but

did not find their way to the remotest cor-

ners of the earth, as in our times, when the

gold from its sources, the salmon from its
mouth, the timber from its shares are world-
known riches.

The fisherman’s craft, the hunter's cunning
were plied where now cities and industries,
trade and commerce, buying and selling hold
sway. In those days the moccasined foot
awoke no echo in the forest trails. Primitive
weapons, arms, implements, and utensils were
the only means of the Indians’ food-getting.
His livelihood depended upon hi own personal
prowess, his skill in woodcraft and water lore.
And, as this is a story of an elk-bone spear,
the reader must first be in sympathy with the
fact that this rude instrument, most deftly

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