But just when all preparations had been made complete an unexpected event occurred which postponed for a time the date of my departure; this was the arrival of a very urgent message from the Upper Fort, with an invitation to visit that place before quitting the settlement.  There had been an error in the proceedings on the night of my arrival, I was told, and, acting under a mistake, pursuit had been organized.  Great excitement existed amongst the French half breeds, who were in reality most loyally disposed; it was quite a mistake to imagine that there was any thing approaching to treason in the designs of the Provisional Government and much more to the same effect.  It is needless now to enter into the question of how much all this was worth:  at that time so much conflicting testimony was not easily reduced into proper limits.  But on three points, at all events, I could form a correct opinion for myself.  Had not my companion been arrested and threatened with instant death?  Was he not still kept in confinement? and had not my baggage undergone confiscation (it is a new name for an old thing)?  And was there not a flag other than the Union Jack flying over Fort Garry?  Yes, it was true; all these things were realities.

Then I replied, “While these things remain, I will not visit Fort Garry.”

Then I was told that Colonel Wolseley had written, urging the construction of a road between Fort Garry and Lake of the Woods, and that it could not be done unless I visited the upper settlement.

I felt a wish, and a very strong one, to visit this upper Fort Garry and see for myself its chief and its garrison, if the thing could be managed in any possible way.

From many sources I was advised that it would be dangerous to do so; but those who tendered this counsel had in a manner grown old under the despotism of M. Riel, and had, moreover, begun to doubt that the expeditionary force would ever succeed in overcoming the terrible obstacles of the long route from Lake Superior.  I knew better.  Of Riel I knew nothing, or next to nothing; of the progress of the expeditionary force, I knew only that it was led by a man who regarded impossibilities merely in the light of obstacles to be cleared from his path; and that it was composed of soldiers who, thus led, would go any where, and do any thing, that men in any shape of savagery or of civilization can do or dare.  And although no tidings had reached me of its having passed the rugged portage from the shore of Lake Superior to the height of land and launched itself fairly on the waters which flow from thence into Lake Winnipeg, still its ultimate approach never gave me one doubtful thought.  I reckoned much on the Bishop’s letter, which I had still in my possession, and on the influence which his last communication to the “President” would of necessity exercise; so I decided to visit Fort Garry, upon the conditions that my baggage was restored intact, Mr. Dreever set at liberty, and the nondescript flag taken down.  My interviewer said he could promise the first two propositions, but of the third he was not so certain.  He would, however, despatch a message to me with full information as to how they had been received.  I gave him until five o’clock the following evening, at which hour, if his messenger had not appeared, I was to start for the Winnipeg River, en route for the Expedition.