Wrecked but not Ruined

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Robert Michael Ballantyne. Wrecked but not Ruined

Chapter One. The Outpost

Chapter Two. The Recluse of Boulder Creek

Chapter Three. A Brief but Agreeable Meeting

Chapter Four. Pioneering

Chapter Five. The “Enemy.”

Chapter Six. Out in the Snow

Chapter Seven. A Sad Discovery

Chapter Eight. Shifting Winds

Chapter Nine. Surmisings, Disagreements, Vexations, and Botherations

Chapter Ten. A Friend in Need

Chapter Eleven. An Adventure and a Surprise

Chapter Twelve. The Last

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The road along which the travellers proceeded was desolate and dreary in the extreme.

Already darkened by clouds and snow-drift, it was rendered still more gloomy by overhanging and snow-laden branches of stunted pines. It was just broad enough to permit the passage of a single vehicle, being a mere woodman’s track, which had been extended beyond the ordinary limits of such tracks, for his personal convenience, by Jonas Bellew, a trapper who dwelt at that part of the coast already mentioned as Boulder Creek. The track followed the windings of a streamlet which was at that time covered with snow, and only distinguishable by the absence of bushes along its course. It turned now to the right, now to the left, as rocks, or mounds, or cliffs presented obstacles. In some places it dived precipitately into a hollow that necessitated careful driving; in others it ran straight up to the brow of a hill at an angle that obliged the travellers not only to get out and walk, but also to aid their panting pony by putting their shoulders to the back of the sleigh. Here and there a level patch occurred over which they trotted briskly, and then down they went again by a steep incline into the bed of an ice-buried stream, to find a similarly steep ascent on the other side. Occasionally, coming to a wall-like cliff surrounded by a tangled and trackless forest, they were forced to seek the shores of the sea, and there, among rocks and ice-drift, pick their way slowly along.

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“That seems to be the idea of most men who come here,” replied the trapper, “but it’s not many that favour me with a visit.”

“Ha! vraiment, dat must be true,” interposed the Canadian, “for no body vill com’ here ’xcept them as do want hims legs broke.”

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