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Barry greatly
disliked the idea of leaving his father during the hot summer months,
as he said, "to slave away at his desk, and to slop away in his bachelor
diggings." He raised many objections, but one consideration seemed to
settle things for the Dunbars. To them a promise was a promise.
"If I remember aright, Barry, we promised that we should join their
party on this expedition."
"Yes," added Barry quickly, "if our work permitted it."
"Exactly," said his father. "My work prevents me, your work does not."
Hence it came that by the end of August Barry found himself in the far
northern wilds of the Peace River country, a hundred miles or so from
Edmonton, attached to a prospecting-hunting party of which Mr. Osborne
Howland was the nominal head, but of which the "boss" was undoubtedly
his handsome, athletic and impetuous daughter Paula. The party had not
been on the trail for more than a week before every member was moving at
her command, and apparently glad to do so.
The party were camped by a rushing river at the foot of a falls.


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