Mollie Adams Diary of her Journey in the Canadian Rockies, August 27, 1908
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On the Yellowhead Pass, Moore Family Fonds,
Whyte Museum of the Canadian Rockies (V439 / PS - 52)
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Thursday, Aug. 27.
Over the Yellowhead Pass again today. 4½ hrs. drive. Weather trying to clear up every day, but never quite succeeding. When we reached Dominion Prairie we thought at first there was no one camped there, but just as we came to the crossing of the creek there was Mr. Lister’s little squatty green tent among the big trees and rocks close to the stream, and the younger of his two French Canadians. We crossed to our old camp on the other side, and our Chicago friends followed. U. went back in the afternoon to hear the news. Mr. L. was off hunting for the day, but he gleaned a few items from the broken English of the pop-eyed little Fr. Canadian. Dr. Coleman has not gone up to Robson Pk yet – no outfit has gone up over the pass except 3 teepees of Indians, probably the Tete Jaune Cache bunch, and the two prospectors whose tent was there when we were here before, have gone back down the Athabasca. They got a caribou up near the head of the Miette. Mr. Lister came over to call after supper, crossed the creek on a log and fell in on the way. He stayed till almost 10 P.M., and then as soon as we heard the last of him and his men crashing around in the brush a long time trying to find the creek in the dark (he said he was going to wade home as he knew he should fall off the log if he tried it), we turned in. I heard gentle cracking of branches behind us however, for some little time longer, but concluded it must have been Muggins, and M. was waked some time in the night by mysterious shouts, which she thought must have been a trick of the imagination or in the sound of the running water.
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