Just across the Columbia River from Portland, Oregon, is the city of Vancouver, Washington. Fort Vancouver, the principal western post of the great fur trading Hudson's Bay Company of England, stood in territory which both the United States and England were claiming. Here Dr. John McLoughlin, a man big in soul and body, governed not only the fort and fur traders, but the thousands of Indians who made up the population of the then uncivilized country. They called him Great Tyee, Great Chief.
It was to this fort that Henri LeGrand, the voyageur, brought Donald MacDermott to place him under the guidance of the great White-headed Eagle. Although he missed his mother, White Clpoud of the Crees, young Mac lived by the voyageur creed: "Keep a high heart!" He didn't like school, but he went—to the first school west of the Rockies; he had wonderful rides on Bluebelle; he went with George Allan on his rounds to visit the sick Indians; he rescued Mia from the tribe that held the little girl captive; and then he, himself, was seized by Three Gulls, the medicine man with the tomaniwas eye. It took a good deal of courage to be worthy of the Northman feather, but Young Mac was worthy.
This is a story about the typical sons of the fur trade, whose fathers were traders and whose mothers were Indian women.
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