Dillon Wallace

Grit A-plenty Dillon Wallace

Publisher Marketing: The Jug, as Thomas Angus often remarked, was as snug and handy a place to live as ever a man could wish. Ten miles up the Bay was the trading post of the Hudson's Bay Company, and at Wolf Bight, twelve miles directly across the Bay from the Jug, the trading post of Trowbridge & Gray, and then only five miles to the eastward, at Break Cove, lived Doctor Joe. "Neighbors right handy all around," declared Thomas, "and no chance of ever gettin' lonesome." The Jug was a well sheltered bight on the north side of Eskimo Bay, and here, in the edge of the forest, stood Thomas' cabin. Near by the cabin Roaring Brook rushed down through a gorge in a vast hurry to empty its sparkling waters into the bight; and behind the cabin, shrouded in silence and mystery, stretching away into unmeasured distances, lay the great unpeopled wilderness. "Room enough," said Thomas, "for a man to stretch himself." The Angus home was much like every other trapper's home in the Eskimo Bay country, though somewhat larger and more commodious, perhaps, than was usual. Thomas believed in "comfort, and plenty o' room to stretch, indoors as well as out," and this sentiment led him to make no stint of timber or labor when he builded.