Her ‘Spirit Colours’. Colour Selection in Canadian Historic Glass Beads

“…colours are the mother tongue of the subconscious” (Karl Jung)

“Even if people don’t think too hard about the colours they prefer, they are subconsciously programmed to associate certain colours with specific situations and emotions: and this is true for adults all over the globe.” 1

Note: I’ve posted two blogs about beads in human antiquity and those we find in western Canada during the post-contact period (starting approximately c.1680). In them you will find many examples of glass bead types, found in an array of colours. In this third, and final blog I’ll examine one glass trade bead attribute in considerably more detail – colour.

In my last segment on glass fur trade beads, I started with this image of glass beads on an object found at the Hudson’s Bay Company (HBC) Fort Victoria (c.1863 – 1898) site, Alberta, Canada. It was a unique find. Glass beads barely hanging together forming a distinct pattern, clinging to a rotten garment thrown away perhaps over 150 years ago. But the beautiful colour patterns formed with these tiny glass ‘seed’ beads, taking hours to complete, were still discernible.

I’ve always been fascinated by colour. Beautiful hues and shades of red, blue and green are found both in nature and on the objects humans make.

Often I don’t know why I choose one colour over another. Others, however, know where to look for answers. As the title of this blog suggests, contemporary Indigenous beaders, such as Anishinaabe Malinda Joy Gray, know where to find their ‘spirit colours’. In their dreams. 2

Therefore, to better understand colour, I study it. Not only from my personal perspective. But from those of others as well. I examine how we choose a colour with one of the most colourful historic objects that humans ever made – beads. Beads, fashioned from every conceivable material throughout history, in almost every conceivable colour.

While visiting South Africa last fall (2022) I watched a San woman making beads out of Ostrich eggshells. These simple, beautiful beads, whose origins of manufacture go back thousands of years, mostly come in shades of white. Their often singular colour was offset by intricate beading designs made by the San women. However, some prehistoric people also dyed ostrich eggshell beads with hematite.

Nor it seems do others. Oh, I understand why plants are green and water is blue. Why hares are brown in the summer and white in the winter. But I’m often baffled why humans choose certain colours. Because when you look closely at their choices, there often are no set rules for doing so. Or obvious reasons for their choice. There are exceptions. But for the most part, humans choose colours for a host of reasons which are often very difficult to unravel and explain.

In this blog, I’ll examine the selection of historic bead colours more closely. First, I’ll start with a little background on why we choose specific colours, and how they affect us. Then, with a current example that we all can relate to, how we choose the colour of our automobiles. Finally, I’ll examine the colours of historic glass trade beads from Canada and the United States. Did Indigenous people prefer specific colours of beads over others and, if so, why? It’s a fascinating journey that takes us from the practical to some very unorthodox ways of thinking about colour. And the world we live in.

A few of the thousands of glass trade beads I have recovered from western Canadian late 18th – 19th-century fur trade forts. The range of colours of these glass beads was considerable. Everything from bright blues to amber and reds. Often single beads contain a variety of colours ranging from solid opaque to transparent.

Theories of Colour Choice and Effects

“There isn’t really a rational influence to our decisions other than the color evokes an emotional and physiological response in us. Ultimately we decide what colors we like because of what we associate them with and the meaning that accompanies them.” 3

Theories about human colour choice can be divided into two basic categories: 1) theories about how certain colours affect us; and, 2) theories about why we choose certain colours.

Different colours evoke different feelings in humans. Research shows that blood pressure and EEC scores differed when subjects looked at a certain coloured sheet of paper. 3 For example, red produced a higher anxiety state in people than blue.

The reason why people choose certain colours is often associated with the cultural meanings of those colours. But, here things get a little tricky. Certain colours do not project the same meaning in different cultures, countries, or even regionally. Nor do they historically. 4

“In Japan, the color yellow is associated with courage whereas in parts of the American south it can be slang for cowardice. In many Latin American cultures, it’s the color of mourning and death. In China, yellow can have vulgar connotations. In Germany, you go yellow—not green—with envy. Head over to the Middle East and you’ll find yellow is imperial and sacred (not purple, which is associated with royalty in European cultures) often worn by members of the ruling or royal classes.” 1

However, we can make a few generalizations about colour choice and meaning. For example, people in different countries liked blue, green and white the most which often also had similar meanings (i.e., white = purity, cleanliness). However, they also liked black and red, but the meaning of those colours varied cross-culturally.

Currently, the most popular theory of why humans choose certain colours is referred to as Ecological Valence Theory. In short, this theory states that humans prefer certain colours over others because of objects they either like or dislike associated with that colour. 5

“…people often like blue hues because it reminds them of clear skies and clean water. On the other hand, people tend to shy away from brown hues because they remind us of feces or rotting food… 6

I happen to own a pair of brown pants. As an archaeologist who often works in the dirt and associates it with good things, perhaps that’s the reason I’m among the few who like brown.

Some researchers have even gone so far as to suggest that is difficult if not impossible to find a negative object to associate with blue. In other words, there are few blue objects we think about negatively.

Not everyone, but many would have negative feelings about this group. And associate blue with something negative. Perhaps they are among the 12% that don’t conform to the Ecological Valence Theory of colour, that don’t like the colour blue. It would be interesting to ask Maple Leaf fans and non-Leaf fans how they felt about the colour blue.

Other theories state that colour has functions. For example, the colours you choose inform others about yourself, your family or your group. Or, certain objects are certain colours because of their high degree of visibility. According to one researcher, among the western Canadian Metis, many objects such as firebags, mitts, and whips were highly colourful so they wouldn’t get lost. 7 I can relate to this idea. When working in the boreal forest we tie bright orange flagging tape to our equipment so we don’t lose it in the dense foliage.

Whatever the reason(s), the choice of colour and the feelings we associate with it, is far from a random event. Whether we consciously know it, or not.

The Colours of the Automobiles We Drive

Before examining why people preferred certain glass bead colours historically, we’ll first look at colour choice in an object we all can relate to. The colour of our automobiles.

In a recent article in Autoloansolutions, the three main reasons people pick certain colours for their automobiles are: 1) Personal preference; 2) Resale value; and, 3) Bird droppings. 8

Yes, you read right. Bird Droppings! According to some studies, for whatever reason, birds like to dump most on red and blue cars.

As already suggested certain colours have certain meanings in human cultures and therefore signal to others something about you. In the automobile article, for example, black = intrigue/mystery; blue = confidence/integrity/stability; red = aggressive/expensive; white = innocence/purity.

However, according to colour symbolism experts, each of those same colours may have different meanings in different countries throughout the world. But, studies have shown, regardless of where you live on this planet and what those colours signify, black, white, and silver are the top colours for automobiles.

And this is where resale value comes in. If you want to eventually sell your car, you might pay attention to the most popular colours for cars (if they’re still in style when you want to sell). Given today’s colour preferences, no one’s going to buy that bright neon green auto of yours.

My Automobile Colour Study

I did a little automobile colour study in Alberta (Canada), Iceland, Istanbul (Turkey), and Stellenbasch (South Africa) this past year. I picked spots at random and counted the number of different car colours. My sample size ranged from 52 – 115. Today colours are no longer primary or secondary but different shades of grey, blue, silver and white; and a dizzying array thereof. I simply chose the one that was closest to a primary and secondary colour.

While there is considerable variation of colours of automobiles in various parts of the world, white, silver, and grey are amongst the most popular automobile colours when the four regions are combined. But when simply ranked on the ordinal scale (from 1 – 5), there are differences in colour preferences in the different regions. For example, white automobiles generally rank first in Iceland, Istanbul, and Stellenbasch, but not in central Alberta where grey cars rank first. Or, black ranks low in most countries, except in Istanbul, where it ranks third.

“Gray is the color of intellect and of compromise. It’s a diplomatic color, negotiating all the distance between black and white. We typically consider gray to be conservative, elegant, and cool, though it can be a bit mysterious. We think of gray as solemn and serious, the color of business suits and sophistication.”9

What theories about colour, including my automobile study, basically point out is that even though there is considerable overlap of colour choice among peoples throughout the world, there is often a difference in the ranking of those preferences in different parts of the world. And the meaning of those colours is not constant in the world. The meaning of black differs in the Muslim and Western world. Grey is considered a very conservative colour in the West. In China silver is a symbol of wealth, cleanliness, and purity; in Germany, sophistication.

The bottom line is that trying to interpret meaning from colour, only leads to a diverse array of possibilities. Many of which cannot be determined if we cannot ask people about them. Such as the historic period. That is because, if Ecological Valence Theory has any merit, people’s choices of colour are based on their associations and history with it – either bad, good or perhaps neutral. Many of those associations and histories are different to some degree. However, what is also interesting is that white, silver, and grey are all seen as positive, regardless of their different specific meanings.

Therefore, if we simplify these results, we might conclude that the most popular colours are associated with positive objects, feelings and meanings, regardless of what those are. When we dive into the murky past, this fundamental fact becomes important, because we cannot always determine precisely what meanings or significance of colours were for a diverse North American Indigenous population.

A Description of Fur Trade Glass Bead Colours in Historic Canada

“Oh I love all colours, I go to a store where they have beads and I imagine all kinds of flowers and I pick up everything when I’m in there – colours I don’t have. I must have over 200 kinds of colours…” (Isabelle Dorion Impey, Cumberland House, northern Saskatchewan, Canada) 10

Blue glass beads from the HBC Fort Vancouver, Washington State, USA. 11

Sources of Information and Accuracy About Historic Glass Bead Colours

Information about fur trade bead colours and varieties comes primarily from historic White written records and fur trade archaeological collections. And, unfortunately, less so from historic Indigenous written or oral accounts.

The accuracy of these types of historic evidence varies. Written accounts can be biased or records vague, or incomplete. But while there are problems, it should be kept in mind that Euro-Canadian traders had to be accurate about Indigenous bead preferences because their very business depended upon it.

Glass beads recovered from the fur trade archaeological record reflect both what was used by Indigenous women living in the forts and what was traded to Indigenous people regionally.

In this figure, the percent of glass trade beads found in the Hudson’s Bay Company (HBC) Nottingham House (c.1801-1803) inventories, listed as ‘Presents’, and those found in the archaeological remains at the site, were compared. In all three contexts, the ordinal ranking of colours was the same: blue beads always occurred in higher numbers than white beads. However, because these were samples coming from different contexts, the proportional differences in these three categories were not the same. Similar trends occur in other fur trade assemblages in both Canada and the United States. 12

Basic Characteristics of Colour and Its Description

To better understand glass bead colours we first have to know a few things about colour. Not only what different colours look like, but how they are categorized and described.

The standardization of different colours first started with Issac Newton’s colour wheel in 1666, and eventually to other standardized schemes including the Munsell colour system, developed by Albert Munsell in the early 1900s.

A three-dimensional representation of a Munsell Colour Wheel, showing hues (different colours), values (degree of darkness/lightness) and chroma (degree of brightness/saturation). Hues are divided into primary (red, blue, yellow), secondary (green, orange, purple) and tertiary colours (yellow-orange, red-orange….). Primary colours refer to the building blocks from which all other colours are derived. Also known as basic colours, as they can’t be recreated by colour mixing. Secondary colours refer to colour combinations created by an equal mixture of two primary colours. 13

The charts classify colours numerically based on three categories in three-dimensional space: hue, value (lightness/darkness), and chroma (intensity of colour). Hue refers to basic colours, such as red, green, blue, etc. In the Munsell system, these are given letter codes, i.e. Red (R), Yellow-Red (YR), Green (G), Green-Yellow (GY) and so on. Value is how light or dark a colour is. In the Munsell system, value is indicated with a number, i.e. 2, 4, 6 and so on. The value scale runs vertically and moves from lightest (at the top) to darkest (at the bottom) in descending order, so a 2 is going to be lighter than a 6. Chroma refers to the degree of strength of a colour. Chroma ranges from 2-14 (upwards of 30 for colours in the fluorescent family). Archaeologists, when researching glass bead colour, also refer to diaphaneity – the degree of transparency or opacity of a bead, or, the quantity of light that can travel through a bead.

However, the Munsell Colour Chart is not the Holy Grail of colours. Based on my personal experience, the problem with this colour scheme is threefold: 1) it wasn’t used historically to describe colours; so the historic colours don’t match the Munsell colour descriptions; 2) it isn’t used consistently by archaeologists; and, 3) people see colours of objects differently depending on their eyesight, the degree of light present, or even the degree of moisture in sediment, for example. These problems, added to the fact that glass bead batch colours were often not standardized, make for an interesting stew.

“All told, therefore, there is room for considerable variation in colour, and 18th-century and earlier beads differ considerably in this regard from those made in the 19th and 20th centuries when strict standardization became the rule.” 14

I am certain that European glass bead makers devised their bead colours using some sort of basic standard scheme, as some of the descriptions of historic bead colours suggest. For example in the Fort Union, Montana inventories, glass beads are listed as ‘blue, white, chalk white, red, green, black, yellow, coral, Cornelian, mock garnet, milk white, agate, sky blue, and purple. 15 While all the basic hues are listed, value, and chroma are absent or somehow embedded in the colour’s name. Milk or chalk white might be descriptors for diaphaneity, in this case likely ‘translucent’ or ‘opaque’. If you look up ‘Cornelian’, it refers to a variety of oranges and reds to almost black, which if we don’t have the bead, really doesn’t tell us much. And ‘sky blue’ likely refers to a bead’s value on the lightness/darkness scale, but where exactly is often difficult to determine from the name in the historic documents.

While determining a bead’s colour by using the various colour wheels has its drawbacks, the importance of these colour descriptions of glass beads recovered in the archaeological record is considerable, given the often poor, inconsistent historic documentary descriptions available. However, many of the archaeological bead colour descriptions are of our making, often based on the colour wheel such as Munsell’s. But, at least we can assign photographs of the beads with these descriptions, giving readers the opportunity of seeing these colours.

In the table below, is a word description of glass seed bead colours, from the American Fur Company (1858-59). Since colour wheels and some sort of standardization were already common then, would these colours also be similar to what we call them today?

A list of bead colours from the American Fur Company 1858-1859. This is as extensive as it gets. I have added the colours that these names refer to, assuming that some of the names have remained relatively consistent over the centuries. The different hues are apparent (e.g., blue, green, red…) But what ‘values’ and ‘chroma’ do these colours refer to? And the meaning of some of the colour descriptions such as ‘Hortentin’, and ‘Celestial’, is questionable. Often in the Canadian fur trade company inventories glass beads colours are simply listed as ‘assor’t colours’. Generally blue and white beads are listed separately but after that, it’s hit or miss. 16

Before delving further into glass bead colour, my final warning is that at a comparative level, between different glass bead assemblages collected archaeologically, the data are a minefield to be trodden through carefully. And so is the photography of different glass bead colours in the available publications. According to archaeologist Steven Devore, there is colour distortion when looking at photographed beads. He is one of the few researchers who try to get around this problem by using a colour bar in his photographs and describing exactly what Munsell colour it represents. I have borrowed his idea and applied it to some of the figures below.

Glass trade beads from the American Fort Union (c.1829-67) fur trade post. 17 Devore put a colour bar under each bead photograph and gave the bar a specific Munsell colour. White = N9.5/0; Blue = 7.5PB4/12; Yellow = 5Y8/12; Strong red = 5R4/12; Black = N2/0. Purists can then compare his bar to their Munsell colour chart to determine the amount of photographic distortion.

Archaeologists come in two forms when it comes to categorizing glass bead colour. There are ‘lumpers’ and there are ‘splitters’. Some archeologists have used the Munsell Colour chart extensively (listing hue, value, and chroma); others to a lesser extent when analyzing bead colours. Still, others haven’t bothered with variety/shades of colours. They use mostly colour hue in their descriptions, with some degree of ‘value’ (light, medium, dark), and ‘diaphaneity’ (transparent, translucent, opaque). As we shall see shortly, both methods have their advantages and disadvantages.

Below is an example of a range of glass bead colours taken from both American and Canadian fur trade forts from western North America. The colour varieties go from one extreme to the other and are often difficult to compare unless the actual bead is illustrated in colour.

Bead Color NWC George (1792-1800)Nottingham House (1801-03)Fort D’Tremble (1791-98) Fort Union (1829-67) Fort Vancouver (1829-66)
Amber   xx
Light amber    x
Reddish amber     
Yellowish amber    x
Amethyst   x 
Opaque blackxxxxx
Bluexxxxx
Light blue  xxx
Shadow blue xx  
Turquoise blue xxx 
Aqua blue  x  
Dark bluex  x 
Dutch blue x   
Medium blue x   
Dusty blue x   
Copen blue x   
Grayish blue    x
Purplish blue    x
Light purplish blue    x
Dark purplish blue    x
Dark brownx    
Cinnamon  x  
Colorlessx  xx
Greenxxxxx
Light green   x 
Dark pale green xxxx
Aqua green x xx
Apple green  x  
Palm green xx x
Yellowish green    x
Light gold xx  
Light gray xx  
Pink   xx
Light pink    x
Light purple    x
Bluish purple    x
Light reddish purple    x
Dark purple   xx
Redx   x
Red-bluex    
Brownish red     
Light red  x  
Dark red   xx
Dark purplish red    x
Opague redwood xx  
Rose   x 
Light cherry rose x   
Rose winexxx  
Ruby xx  
Scarlet   x 
Turquoise  x  
Bright turquoise  x  
Opague whitexxxxx
Oyster white x   
Pale yellow white    x
Yellowx xxx
Greenish yellow    x
Varieties =1120211929
Basic colors =86899
The presence of glass bead colour hues and varieties (according to value, chroma, and diaphaneity). Some archaeologists list basic hues and diaphaneity, and perhaps a value. While others, such as Lester Ross, National Parks Service, go into considerably more detail in glass bead colour description. I will consider Ross’s bead colour descriptions in more detail below.

Archaeologist Wayne Davis lists glass bead colours for twenty-six historic fur trade sites and Indigenous sites in Canada and the USA, but keeps it relatively simple: white, blue, black, green, yellow, red, pink, purple, turquoise, amber, grey, magenta, orange, clear, and violet. Each of those basic colours could be opaque, translucent, or transparent, resulting in a slightly different value and chroma, and thus ultimately a different shade of colour. 18

Bead ColorPeriod I: 1700-1740Period II: 1741-67Period IIIa: 1768-80Period IIIb: 1781-1820Period IV: 1821-361837-1850
Brittanyx
Blue opxxxxxxxxxx
Gobelinx
Blue tlsxxxxx
Fern greenxx
Blackxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
White opxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Magenta opx
Magenta-blackxx
Red opxxxxxx
Amber-black
Green opxxxxxxx
Yellow opxxxxx
Purplexxxxx
Brown, darkxx
Yellow-blackxx
blue tlsxxxx
Green, tslxxxxxx
Clearxxxxxxxx
Magenta tslxx
Light Blue tslxxxx
Dark Blue tslxxxxxxxxx
Violet tslx
Maroon opx
Green, dark opx
Violet-blackx
Amber tslxxxxxxxx
Pink tslxx
Red tslxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Navy bluex
Pale green tslx
Dark violet tslxx
Dark red tslx
Sky blue opxxx
Peacock blue tslxxxxxx
Yellow, tslxx
Emerald greenxxxx
Pink opx
Yale blue tslxxxxxx
Dark green tslx
Yellow-amber tslx
Turquoise opxxxxxxxx
Dark wine stslx
Gold opx
White tslxxxxx
Bronze opx
Bright orangex
Yellow-orangex
Cobalt blue tslx
Jade green opxx
Indigo bluex
Peacock blue opxx
Robin’s egg blue opxx
Dark purple tslx
Brilliant blue tslx
Yellow opxx
Aquamarine opxx
Peacock green opx
Yale blue opx
Surf green opx
Heliotrope opx
Pearl whitex
Chrystalx
Total Varieties10196144227
***(tsp = transparent; tsl = translucent; op = opaque)

Wayne Davis’s glass trade bead colours were taken from 26 trading posts and First Nations archaeological sites from the USA and Canada. The glass beads range from as early as c.1700 to c.1850. The x’s in each column represent how often the various glass bead colour types occur in each period found in the various collections. Because the number of sites and beads in each period varies, the number of colour varieties may not be a true reflection of preference for each period. However, after 1820 when fur trade posts were established further west in the USA, and direct trading at posts began there is a greater proliferation of bead colour varieties. This increase in varieties may have more to do with glass bead assemblages coming from trading posts instead of Indigenous campsites.

I have taken Lester Ross’s glass bead colour scheme and presented his colours, to give you some idea of the range and variation in glass bead colour. Often it is considerable, even in just one primary colour. This enormous collection of over 120,000 beads, spanning a considerable period likely contains every possible bead colour ever sent to the fort. It would reflect what the Hudson’s Bay Company would have in stock at the time in that region. I personally, after looking a many fur trade assemblages, rarely see beads outside Ross’s bead colour range. The exceptions may be gold and silver beads which are more common in the latter part of the 19th century.

An example of basic information about glass beads found at the HBC Fort Vancouver, Washington State, USA. The authors cross-reference their glass beads with those of Kidd& Kidd’s classification system whenever possible. Chroma is used differently than the standard means (which is found in the Munsell colour description). Here it simply refers to whether a bead is single-coloured (monochrome) or multi-coloured (polychrome). 19

Below are examples of Ross’s Fort Vancouver glass bead colour varieties. I have listed the Munsell code under each colour so that if you wish you can check these published colours against those found in the Munsell colour chart. I found, even when pasting certain colours into a word program that the colours occasionally changed slightly.

These different coloured glass trade beads represent the potential selection of colours Indigenous people had in the western United States. But, which ones did they choose most and prefer? 20

Historic References to Indigenous Colour Preference and Meaning

I was fascinated by an article about the use of colour on the Northwest Coast, written in the Smithsonian’s National Museum of the American Indian, by Melonie Ancheta. 21 In it she makes two very important points about the meaning and use of colour: 1) Northwest Coast First Nations had a long history (before colonization) of using colours – primarily black, red, blue and green; and, 2) these colours were integrated into their culture, their, “…cosmologies, rituals and daily life…”

And, as Ancheta points out, there were long-standing rules, or customs, of ways of using these colours and painting specific pieces of art or spiritual attire. Or certain colours were associated with certain segments of Northwest Coast society. Blue (made from vivianite), 22 for example was more associated with shamans, clan treasures, ceremonial objects, and reserved for nobility in Tlingit society.

Haida female portrait mask with labret and facial tattooing, Peabody Essex Museum, E3843. According to Ancheta, “On three-dimensional pieces such as rattles and masks, the fields are not so clearly demarcated. For instance, the eyebrows on masks are usually painted black, red fills the lips and nostrils, and blue or green, if present, represent the color of skin or “tattooing.”23

My point is, that before European contact, many primary colours (red, yellow, blue, green, white, black) 24 were already well-established in North American Indigenous societies. There were likely rules for their use (now mostly lost) and meaning behind them. Glass trade beads, and the various colours they came in, were integrated into already well-established Indigenous traditional schemes.

Since blue was difficult to make, it’s not surprising to find historic quotes stating that on North America’s Northwest Coast, many First Nations tribes valued blue glass trade beads the most. Just how the introduction of these beads, now more readily acquired by anyone who would trade, affected traditional uses of the colour (which because the mineral vivianite was hard to acquire and therefore relegated to only certain objects and people), is a question worth considering. 25

And on the Great Plains of North America, various First Nations societies had similar preferences. Here are a few examples:

Among the Arikara: “…any object which exceeds that of a buffalo robe. Ammunition, knives, spears, blue beads, tomahawks, and framed mirrors are the only articles for which they are willing to exchange their robes.” 26

Among the Sioux: “The blue bead, as precious here as porcelain among the nations of the Mississippi…” 27

Archaeologist Wayne Davis summarizes colour preferences (supported by numerous historic quotes), by North American Plains First Nations this way:

“As these different excerpts seem to suggest, blue and white, in that order, were without question the most popular colors for all the Plains’ tribes, as well as for many of the tribes in the Pacific Northwest and elsewhere.” 28

Undoubtedly as the archaeological glass bead samples suggest, although Indigenous people used other bead colours, blue and white glass trade beads were by far the most common. In 1854, for example, according to ethnographer, Edwin Denig discussing glass bead colour preference on the Upper Missouri, “Small round beads of all colors are used in adorning every portion of their dress.” 29

It is evident then, that there was also a great deal of commonality in glass bead colour preference amongst different Indigenous groups over a large geographical area. As an example, western Plains and coastal peoples preferred blue and white beads over all others. Archaeologist Steven DeVore (1992:60-61) states that blue, white and black were generally the most popular colours amongst Northern Plains First Nations, but red, green, yellow, and lavender were also used but in smaller quantities. 30

During the initial contact period in the mid to late 18th Century, Alaskan First Nations peoples preferred blue and white beads most, but used other bead colours as well. 31

According to ethnologist Kate Duncan (1989:44) the Fort Yukon journals indicate that there was a definite change in bead colour preference by the late 1860s to more of a demand for amber, crystal, blue, white, black, red, and ruby. As well, in other parts of the northwest, more variation in bead colours occurs temporally 32

According to Alexander Henry for the Assiniboine during the late 18th to early 19th Century, the most sought-after trade goods included, “…brass rings, brass wire, blue beads, and other trinkets.” 33

Others, however, suggest that not only were blue beads the most highly valued but that certain colours had meaning or rules about where they could be worn. “The women ornament their dresses….with broad diversified stripes of sky to blue and white beads. The Indians do not like beads of other colours, for instance, red next to the skin.”34

When the Kutchin people met Alexander MacKenzie they demanded blue beads over all others. 35

Unfortunately, virtually nothing is said about the degree of variability of colour preference within specific First Nations groups or other potential temporal changes of colour preference between First Nations groups. According to Duncan (1989:78), there was individual variability in colour preference and regional preferences even among Athabascan-speaking people. Pink, aqua and green beads dominated Eastern Athabascan beadwork, while white, navy, green, red, pink, greasy yellow, and green dominated western Athabascans. 32

If we can generalize, these are the predominant glass trade bead colours used historically by First Nations, Inuit, and Metis people:

  • Sioux: white background, bold blues, yellow, shades of green and pink;
  • Cheyenne: white background, more turquoise and transparent beads, red;
  • Ojibwa: multi-coloured backgrounds, dark red, clear, and black;
  • Cherokee: more black in beading than other First Nations groups;
  • Eastern Woodland: floral patterns and lots of multi-coloured designs;
  • North West Coast: heavy emphasis on dark blue, and white;
  • Blackfoot: white background, heavy emphasis on blue beads; other colours used sparingly;
  • Dene: multi-coloured backgrounds and many colours used in designs; greater emphasis on blue further west;
  • Inuit: white and many black beads;
  • Metis: “the more colours, the better.” (Bertha Desjarlais) 36

Unfortunately, there are only a few references, such as Duncan’s, in the literature about any continuity of colour use from the prehistoric to the initial contact period, and beyond, in western North America. According to Alexander Mackenzie, at the time of contact, quill work and moose hair were the primary decorative embroidery in the Northwest Territories using natural dyes of red, black, yellow, white, and blue. 37

SITE/REGIONVolume (lbs)White (%)Blue (%)Other (%)
HBC Inland, western Canada, 1799330.525.348.426.3
NWC Inland, western Canada, 1792113.033.067.0
HBC Nottingham House Inventory, 18037.7538.761.3
Nottingham House – Presents or Traded, 18033.033.066.0
Fort Union, 1840 Inventory1,72846.853.2
Glass trade bead inventories from three different sources, ranging from 1792 – 1840. These figures show not only how extensive the trade of glass beads was but that blue and white were by far the most preferred colours among Indigenous people living on the Northern Great Plains to people much further north in the Athabasca region of Northern Alberta, Canada.

But, by the late 18th century, and then by the end of the 19th century the glass bead colour palette was extensive. Glass bead styles and colours were in high demand in the Indigenous world. And if not met, trade suffered:

“….the frustrations involved in trying to ensure an up-to-date inventory of beads of acceptable size and color for a market that changed faster than the time required to order and receive goods from England.”  (Trader Alexander Murray, Fort Yukon) 38

Colour as a Means of Communication

“People give objects meaning, but cultural meaning is rarely stable. Objects and clothing actions that had significance in certain historic contexts are sometimes forgotten, while others endure for generations.”39

Different colours can have meaning – which is often very elusive to determine historically, as the above quote suggests. But, at a more base level, colour can also be used as a means of communication, and thereby carry information and meaning. For example, different colours or colour combinations can be used to communicate one’s ethnic affiliation and social position to others. Historically we may be able to reconstruct ethnic affiliation (i.e., certain groups using a specific array of colours or proportionally more of one colour than others) and social position (i.e, the use of a certain colour by certain individuals in a group) by simply aligning various colours with different ethnic groups or sub-groups.

Colour and bead patterns can therefore be examined using different units of analysis of comparison. In historical archaeology, unlike most prehistoric archaeology, we often have an accompanying historic record to help identify and define those units of analysis, enabling us to then investigate whether people, regionally, in communities or individually used colour as a means of social expression. There are hints that indeed this might be true. But, as we have seen it is difficult, if not impossible, to examine this question with fur trade post inventories, because the records are often incomplete or vague to use for comparative purposes.

According to those historic records, colour, including that of glass trade beads, defined groups and social positions (i.e., rank, gender).

  1. Regional Level: According to Sherry Farrell Racette, when discussing Metis beadwork and colours: “The vitality of the colour palette of nineteenth century beadwork and embroidery corresponds with the comparative prosperity and vigor of that collective identity. Smaller Half Breed collectives, not associated with the Métis, also used clothing and common aesthetics to communicate distinctiveness.” 40

2. Community Level: Distinctions between communities are often also expressed in bead colour differences: “Small decorative elements could also distinguish the work of one community from another. Moccasins made in Ile à la Crosse, particularly those made by the grandmothers of the community, have a distinct visual marker that identifies their community of origin. Three to four rows of alternating deep blue and white beads outline the beaded vamps. The same blue and white border is used on cuffs and other pieces of beadwork. Within the larger aesthetic tradition, regions, communities and individuals developed recognizable styles.” 41

3. Family level: “Some elders recalled specific colours and designs associated with particular families. I remember] that story my grandfather told me about the sashes and it was in the context of him lamenting that you couldn’t leave your stuff out any more that people just stole it. He said that long ago you didn’t do that because people knew what was yours. If you had it wrapped with your sash everybody knew it was yours because of the colours the family used. They knew that it belonged to the Bouviers, or it belonged to the Gardiner’s or to the Daigneault’s. It was essentially a way of marking.42

4. Individual Level: Among Metis men, different coloured hats distinguished them from white gentlemen and officers. “Cowie described “low, broad brimmed black hats” worn by the Métis, while “grey felt” was worn by “gentlemen and officers.” Age was also a factor in headgear chosen by “younger Metis [who] favored rather than the hat, pill box caps of fine black cloth or velvet, adorned with beads or colored silk work and a large black silk tassel attached to the crown.” 43

What the Archaeological Record Reveals About Bead Colour Preference

“It is doubtful if comprehensive examination of all records for a number of posts over a period of time would yield a clear understanding of beads traded there, particularly since the bead company records to help in the clarification of terms, sizes, and colors are not available.” 44

Ethnographers have essentially dismissed the reliability of historic fur trade fort records to provide accurate information about Indigenous glass trade bead preferences, including colour.

What about the archaeological records in western Canada? Are they a reliable source of information about Indigenous bead colour preferences? Where we often find thousands of glass trade beads at these forts. It seems, here too there are problems. Let’s investigate a few of them.

Researcher Bias in Glass Bead Colours – A Small, but Necessary Diversion

What is it about these archaeological assemblages that might make us hesitate to use them to investigate Indigenous bead colour preference? Two types of bias come to mind: 1) whether fort bead assemblages truly represent what Indigenous people used in a region; and, 2) whether there is any bias in the way the beads were collected.

In the first instance, most glass bead assemblages come from excavated fur trade sites and very few historic indigenous encampments or settlements in western Canada. Is it safe to interpret outside (the fort) Indigenous bead colour preference directly from these fort assemblages which represent both what beads were traded to people bringing in their furs and what Indigenous people living at the forts were consuming?

However, the fort inventories, representing what bead colours were traded or gifted to Indigenous people do seem to be similar (on an ordinal scale of comparison) to the fort bead archaeological assemblages. 45

Occasionally there are instances where direct proof can be obtained, such as comparing a historic fort bead sample directly to an Indigenous camp sample to see how similar they were.

Archaeologist, Aaron Crowell was able to make such a comparison. 31 He compared the Indigenous encampment bead samples to the fort bead assemblages. I summarized Crowell’s results below. In terms of proportions, and ordinal rank the two later period (post-1830) bead colours were very similar.

In this figure, when bead colours are categorized simply to ‘white’, ‘blue’ and ‘other’, the relative percentages collected for the post-1830 Indigenous and fort assemblages are relatively similar, while bead colour proportions collected from those pre-1830 assemblages are considerably different from the later period assemblage. They contain fewer ‘other’ colours and a greater proportion of blue beads.

The second problem with the archaeological bead assemblage involves recovery bias. Seed beads, less than 2mm in diameter, are the most common type of bead. They are hard to see when excavating and historically some of the darker-coloured beads may have been more easily lost if accidentally dropped. While it’s virtually impossible to verify the latter inference, we can examine whether our methods might be biased toward the recovery of more visible coloured beads (white, and yellow, for example).

Just to give you some appreciation of glass bead size, consider trying to find these beads while excavating. They range from small to tiny. Once we get into the latter half o the nineteenth century, some seed beads are 1mm or less in diameter.

Some archaeological studies suggest there is no bias in bead colour recovery during excavations. 46

In this experiment conducted by Bundy et. al., a one-metre square was divided into four quadrants. Only the NW quadrant was fine-screened (1mm mesh screen) while the other three quadrants were screened using regular screening methods (~6.4mm mesh). The results indicate there is virtually no difference in either the recovery of different-sized or different-coloured beads. Suggesting of course that the more visible white seed beads are not being found more easily than other darker coloured beads. 47

While excavating at the NWC/HBC Fort Vermilion I (c.1798-1830) site we conducted a similar experiment to see if we could replicate the Bundy et. al results. As the figures below show, our results differed considerably from theirs. Not only did we recover proportionally more seed beads (twenty-three percent more) in the fine screens, but also proportionally more of the darker bead colours. 48

Results obtained when comparing glass seed bead colours obtained from fine-screened (1mm mesh) and regular-screened samples at Fort Vermilion I, Alberta, Canada. Our results show there is a bias toward the recovery of the more visible white seed beads when fine-mesh screens are not used.

So, as you can see, most types of historic evidence used to examine Indigenous bead colour preference have their setbacks. Including the archaeological record. Those deficiencies must be kept in mind when considering my following interpretations about Indigenous bead colour preference.

Temporal and Regional Trends in Archaeological Bead Assemblages

Despite difficulties with the archaeological evidence can we still discern some trends in the glass trade bead data that inform on Indigenous glass bead colour preference in western Canada? And, the meaning of, or factors responsible for, those trends?

In a 2015 monograph describing the Fort Vermilion I archaeological results I undertook an extensive investigation of the archaeological bead assemblage and Indigenous colour preference. 49 Consult this source for a more in-depth look at my results. And, where I feel more detail is necessary here, I will include it in the footnotes.

My glass bead samples come primarily from fur trade posts in Alberta, Canada, but occasionally I incorporate evidence from further afield.

The location of some of the fur trade posts described in this study. The Hudson’s Bay Company divided the then-Northwest Territories of Canada into major districts. In Alberta, the Athabasca and Saskatchewan Districts each had a major headquarters (Fort Chipewyan in the Athabasca District; Fort Edmonton in the Saskatchewan District). The Company supplied the district forts with trade goods that the Indigenous populations of those areas preferred. Preferences varied, for glass beads for example, over this vast region which consisted of mostly Dene and Cree peoples in the Athabasca Region and Blackfoot, Cree, and Assiniboine peoples in the Saskatchewan District. Eventually, a large Metis population would inhabit both regions,

Below is a list of glass bead assemblages from fur trade forts and other historic sites used in this study. Although there are more archaeological assemblages, not all of them were used because some cover long periods and therefore are inadequate to examine possible glass bead colour changes over more discrete periods of time.

For the first comparisons I have simplified the bead colour palette because of the many different ways glass bead colours have been described in the literature. Also, historically blue and white were the most common or popular colours. And the most profound changes, either temporally or ethnically (e.g., Dene vs Blackfoot) occurred in the proportions of the use of these two colours but also the use of a more different or diverse range of colours either temporally or regionally. This then leaves us with three basic bead colour categories: 1) white; 2) blue; and, 3) other (all other coloured beads). Even though there are many hues of blues or whites, I have simply lumped them all together for these comparisons.

I also divided the available glass trade bead assemblages into broad categories representing time and space. These divisions were chosen for practical and historical reasons. Unfortunately, not all fur trade sites were occupied in neat discreet units of time. This unevenness makes it difficult to examine bead colour preferences over time. 50

Secondly, according to Kate Duncan 32 and Karlis Karklins 51 somewhere around 1830, the Indigenous floral design in embroidery and beadwork continued to spread to northwestern North America from its place of origin in eastern Canada. How did this change from the use of primarily geometric patterns to floral designs by Indigenous populations affect the proportions of the above bead categories? Surely flower designs weren’t just blue and white.

Therefore, based on these historic circumstances, I divided the bead assemblages into those that represented the pre-1830 period and those that represented the post-1830 period to answer this question.

Based on historic paintings and ethnographical references, after European contact not only are the designs used by some First Nations and Metis people different, but the proportions of either thread or bead colours may also have changed. Metis were also renowned for their use of floral design motifs and their rich array of colour schemes. In other words, they all used an array of thread and bead colours to decorate their belongings, but it is difficult to document how the proportions of these colours varied over time and space.

Nor were the various Indigenous groups relegated to discreet geographical areas. Boundaries were fluid and overlap occurred. To complicate things even more, as the population of people of mixed ancestry (white-first Nations unions) grew, most women (partners of fort employees) living at the fur trade forts were of Metis origin. However, as the above diagram shows First Nations groups who used a mostly geometric design occupied the southern parts of the Saskatchewan District and those that used a floral design lived mostly in the Athabaska District. Metis people, highly renowned for their floral embroidery and beadwork, resided in both districts.

Fort/Region Pre-1830TOTAL% White% Blue% Other
Athabasca District Posts
Nottingham House 523,18146.029.025.0
Wedderburn 538934.857.37.9
Boyer River Post 547848.040.012.0
Fort Vermilion I (1999-2004 sample) 5511460.534.25.3
Fort Vermilion I (2014-16 sample) 56146050.835.713.5
Fork 574311.616.372.1
Rocky Mountain Fort 584,01447.619.032.8
Lac La Biche Post 592070.015.015.0
TOTAL4431.224.14
Saskatchewan District Posts
Piegan Post 601346.253.80.0
HBC Rocky Mountain House 6110,63369.030.10.9
NWC Rocky Mountain House 626,47342.852.64.7
Augustus/Edmonton I 631266.733.30.0
Augustus/Edmonton III 6470336.750.113.4
Buckingham House 6459443.443.313.3
Fort George 6520,58867.020.013.0
Paint Earth House 6612524.852.822.4
Fort D’Tremblante 6719,647533314
TOTAL4941.89.2
List of fur trade fort glass bead assemblages dated before 1830 from the Athabasca and Saskatchewan Districts.
Fort/Region Post-1830TOTAL% White% Blue% Other
Athabasca District Posts
Fort Vermilion II 6841030.224.944.1
Dunvegan 695440.727.831.5
All Northern Posts45435.526.937.8
Saskatchewan District Posts
Fort Victoria 70 8030.972.027.1
Edmonton V 71 8048.833.817.5
Jasper House 7290620.840.838.4
All Saskatchewan River Posts178923.548.927.7
List of fur trade posts, dated post-1830 and their respective glass bead assemblages.



Indigenous Dunvegan, Burial #1 (Early)27562.936.70.4
Indigenous Dunvegan, Burial #2 (Early)~6,500Primarily white and blue
Dunvegan, Hearth (?)250.050.00.0
Peace Point (First Nations)250.00.050.0
Alaska Sites (Pre-1830)1,09329.741.716.8
Kolmakovskiy – Russion Alaska Fur Trade post (1870-1917)1,54138.121.737.9
Alaska Indigenous Sites (Post-1830)1,09643.819.733.4
MacKenzie District – Gwitchen Early (pre-1800)1687.56.36.3
MacKenzie District – Gwitchen (1820-1850)16158.47.552.8
MacKenzie District – Gwitchen (1850-1880)120.041.758.3
Site/RegionTOTAL%White%Blue%Other
Indigenous Dunvegan, Burial #1 (Early) 7327562.936.70.4
Indigenous Dunvegan, Burial #2 (Early) 73~6,500Primarily white and blue
Dunvegan, Hearth (?) 73250.050.00.0
Peace Point (First Nations) 74250.0050.0
Alaska Sites (Pre-1830) 751,09329.741.716.8
Buffalo Lake Metis, Cabin 3 76 1,54138.121.737.9
Alaska Indigenous Sites (Post-1830) 771,09643.819.733.4
MacKenzie District – Gwitchen Early (pre-1800) 771687.56.36.3
MacKenzie District – Gwitchen (1820-1850) 7716158.47.552.8
MacKenzie District – Gwitchen (1850-1880) 77120.041.758.3
Buffalo Lake Metis, Cabin 3 78 3,2182.113.884.1
Cypress Hills Metis, Cabin B 792201.881.816.4
Cypress Hills Metis, Cabin E 79260.073.126.9
Victoria Metis Settlement 8014.342.942.9
Batoche, Latendre Metis 818219.518.356.1
Red Deer River Forks Metis 822412.562.525.0
Fort Chipewyan III-IV (1803-1872) 835616.167.916.1
Rosebud, Burial (c.1855) 8461890.06.63.4
Last Mountain Post 8556,92919.623.457.0
For Union (Montana, USA) 8638,49034.842.722.5
Other First Nations, Metis and fur trade fort bead assemblages.

Glass Bead Colour Proportions

When glass beads became available to the Athapaskans in sufficient quantity for embroidery, they were readily applied to garments and accessories in the decorative traditions already established using porcupine quills and seeds. Beads were definitely present among some Athapaskans in both the east and the west sometime during the eighteenth century, but the details of their arrival remain lost to history.” 87

Not only was the first adoption of glass beads by Athabascan speakers murky but so also were bead colour preferences by various other historic Indigenous groups in western Canada. Did those colour preferences change over time?

I will first examine this question with two northern fur trade bead assemblages spanning the pre- and post-1830 periods – Fort Vermilion I (c.1798-1830) and Fort Vermilion II (c.1830-1934). Both forts are located in northern Alberta along the Peace River approximately eighty kilometres apart from one another. Both forts served a primarily northern Athapaskan population, but to a lesser extent also Cree and Metis. The results of the comparison of their respective bead colour proportions are shown below. There was a considerable increase in the ‘other’ bead colour category in the post-1830 Fort Vermilion II assemblage.

A comparison of the three bead colour categories between the two forts shows a considerable increase in the use of other bead colours, aside from white and blue.

In the next comparison, I combined all the fur trade fort bead assemblages and then divided them into two time periods. The results, shown below, indicated that there is an increase in the ‘other’ bead colour category in the post-1830 bead assemblages.

Comparison of bead colour preference from all regions between the two major periods. There is a significant increase in the proportions of ‘other’ colours of beads in the post-1830 assemblages.

Since we are also interested in comparing possible regional differences in bead colour preferences, I divided the bead assemblages into both time (pre-1830) and space (Northern and Central/Southern). The results, shown below, indicate that not only do bead colour preferences change over time, but also regionally. But, at different rates. Over time, there is a far greater increase in the ‘other’ bead colour category in the northern bead assemblages (31%) than in central/southern bead assemblages (19%).

This comparison suggests that while bead colour preference changes over time in both study regions the difference in change is significantly greater in the northern bead assemblages than the central/southern bead assemblages.

Are these changes in bead colour preferences just a regional phenomenon or are they more widespread than just in Western Canada? Although currently my database is limited to examine this question more thoroughly, the results (shown below), suggest it is more widespread. 88 But, again there is a far higher rate of change in the ‘other ‘ bead category in these northern assemblages than in those further south. When all the northern assemblages (Athabasca, Mackenzie, Alaska) combined are compared to southern assemblages there is a 26% increase in the former and only 16% in the latter (shown in the table below).

While the changes in these bead colour proportions are real enough, finding explanations for them is somewhat more difficult. Especially when we consider that various different ethnic groups inhabited each region. The crux of the issue comes down to this: even though different Indigenous groups occupied each region, their greater spatial proximity to one another (than to people in other regions) resulted in more similar use of bead colours. Is spatial proximity that powerful a factor, despite considerable Indigenous ethnic diversity in a region, to create continuity in bead colour choice?

Unfortunately, currently, I don’t have the kind of data to explore this possibility in more detail. Numerous historic references seem to support this view. Our automobile colour study also seems to suggest as much despite the considerable ethnic diversity in some of those countries (more so in Canada and South Africa than Iceland and Turkey).

Number of Glass Bead Colour Varieties

While there seem to be differences in bead colour proportions temporally and regionally, exactly what was changing? The above bead colour categories mask some of the changes that might be occurring in the ‘other’ bead colour category. Were more bead colour varieties being added temporally or regionally to account for these higher proportions? Or were only certain colours in the ‘other’ category being used more frequently thereby increasing the relative proportions in the ‘other’ bead colour category?

Source/FortMedian Occupation DateBead Colour VarietiesTotal Beads
Davis172010N/A
Davis175419N/A
Davis17746N/A
Fort D’Tremblante17942020119
Fort George17961120894
Buckingham House1796N/A
Augustus/Edmonton I1798.5412
Rocky Mountain Fort1799917176
Davis1800.514
Nottingham House1802202887
Rocky Mountain House (HBC)1810710832
Rocky Mountain House (NWC)1810266512
Edmonton/Augustus III1811.5141308
Vermilion I1814131460
Wedderburn1828981
Davis1828.542N/A
Davis1843.527N/A
Fort Union18481938490
Vancouver1847.52955000
Fort Edmonton V1867.51280
Last Mountain House18712160063
Vermilion II188011419
Fort Victoria188116803
Dunvegan1898827
Mean: Median Dates 1720 – 182813
Mean: Median Dates 1828.5 – 189819.4
Data come from the same sources cited in an earlier Table. The median occupation date refers to the central date of occupation for a fort. For example, if a fort was occupied from 1800 – 1810, the median occupation date would be 1805.

While seemingly straightforward forward this is a very difficult question to answer with bead archaeological assemblages. Namely, because bead colour variety is not just a function of what people used historically. It is also dependent on archaeological sample size, and even archaeological site occupation length. 89

I took what available data there was regarding bead colour variety and made some preliminary comparisons. In these comparisons, bead colour variety refers to all bead colours, including shades of white and blue. Although the historic documentary literature points toward a greater variety of bead colours in the market over time, this does not necessarily mean that people used more of them. The raw data for these comparisons are shown in the table below.

The scattergram below, comparing the median archaeological site occupation dates (X-Axis) to the number of bead colour varieties (Y-Axis) seems to confirm this observation. There was no steady increase in the number of glass bead colours over time.

The relationship between median archaeological site occupation date and the number of glass bead colour varieties. The results show that through time there is a great deal of variability in the number of bead colour varieties present at these sites. While there may have been a greater number of varieties to choose from in the latter part of the 19th century, at this level of comparison this greater choice did not occur. 90

When the mean variety of bead colours is compared between sites with occupation dates before and after c.1828 there is an increase (from 13 to 19.4 colour varieties in the total sample and from 15 to 19.3 colour varieties in the samples with high bead numbers). However, despite this increase, statistically the means are the same. 91

The above results suggest there was considerable variability in several glass bead colour varieties through both time and space. Keeping space constant (comparing assemblages of different periods within a region), I wanted to see first if differences existed. I examined bead colour variety between Fort Vermilion I and II – two forts in the same region but from different periods. The results shown in the figure below along with comparisons between regions and time, do not show the expected trend of the use of more colour varieties through time. Nor do they show what the comparisons of bead colour proportions showed – namely a greater use of ‘other’ colours in the northern bead assemblages.

Comparison of the Mean number of glass bead colours over time and regionally.

It seems, therefore, that the greater proportional use of ‘other’ bead colours either temporally or regionally (i.e., higher in the northern bead assemblages than the Saskatchewan District assemblages), is not a function of the use of a greater variety of bead colours.

If it’s not the result of a selection of greater bead colour variety, then why do the proportions of the ‘other’ bead colour category increase over time and regionally? Let’s take a specific example where bead colour proportions change through time but bead colour remains relatively similar – Fort Vermilion I and II. Below is a breakdown of the glass bead colours recovered from the two forts.

Fort Vermilion I (2014-16 sample)Fort Vermilion II
ColourQuantityPercentQuantityPercent
Black17900
Clear4211
Dark Indigo221100
Turquoise10.521
Grey10.511
Pink on Green18900
Pink428149
Pink, medium2100
Dark Purple3221
Red41214225
Yellow794185
Green002616
Total19299163
Total Bead Sample1460
Total Colours118
Comparison of glass bead colours (other than white or blue) from Fort Vermilion I (c.1798 – 1830) and Fort Vermilion II (c.1830 – 1930). The total bead sample size for Fort Vermilion II is 419. 92

The first thing to note is that some colours are either absent or change in importance (percent) over time – there is a dramatic increase in pink and green over time and a decline in Dark Indigo, black and yellow while red remains relatively constant. Preference for certain different bead colours is changing while it seems the use of greater varieties of bead colours is not. 93

And if you look more closely at the data, even though there are fewer bead colours in the Fort Vermilion II bead assemblage, the first three highest bead colour percentages make up 90% of all colours while they only make up 73% in the Fort Vermilion bead assemblage. In short, fewer bead colours occur in larger quantities in the Fort Vermilion II assemblage. And their high numbers relative to total bead assemblage (counting all the whites and blues) account for the proportional increase in the ‘other’ bead colour category. These differences are graphically depicted below in the cumulative percentage graph.

Cumulative percent glass bead colours between the two fort bead assemblages.

A comparison of two bead assemblages from different regions in Alberta produced similar results to those above. Below is a list of bead colours from the Athabasca region HBC Nottingham House (c.1801 – 1803) and the Saskatchewan District NWC Rocky Mountain House (c.1799 – 1821). Even though Rocky Mountain House had 26 different colour varieties, most of these were different shades of blue with only twelve actual different colours. It is also obvious that the ordinal rank of colours between the two assemblages differs. And the Rocky Mountain House coloured bead assemblage only represents 4.7% of the total while the Nottingham House assemblages make up 25% of the total. And like the temporal comparison between the two Fort Vermilion sites, it was not a greater increase in bead colour varieties at Nottingham House that created these differences. It was simply a higher proportional use of certain coloured beads that created that difference.

Nottingham HouseRocky Mountain House
Bead ColourQuantityPercentQuantityPercent
Black110.6257.7
Redwood39120.9257.7
Ruby402.100
Rose Wine27314.623271.4
Scarlet00175.2
Red Mahogany0041.2
Bright Green30.261.8
Dark Pale Green1859.910.3
Apple Green75400
Aqua Green10.0500
Dark Grass Green0010.3
Turquoise77341.310.3
Light Gold1206.400
Mustard Gold00123.7
Sunlight Yellow0010.3
Total 1872325
Total Bead Sample36106512
In this comparison, unlike the Fort Vermilion I and II comparisons, both bead samples are sufficiently robust to eliminate possible bias from sample size.

In summary, historic glass bead colours differed proportionally over time and in large regions of western Canada and the United States. Certain bead colours were preferred over others in specific regions or during specific periods. Although there was likely a greater potential selection of bead colour varieties later in the 19th century, it did not necessarily result in the use of a greater variety over time or regionally. People preferred certain colour schemes during certain periods and regions. The reasons and meaning for the choice of those colours were likely as complex as they are today, being influenced by the personal, cultural and ideological customs and values of their people. And, let’s not forget the role of fashion driving the choices in colours that were made.

Canada’s Metis – The Flower Beadwork People

It is perhaps fitting to end this blog about historic glass bead colour with Canada’s historic Metis who were also known as the ‘Flower Beadwork People‘, renowned for their brightly coloured floral designs in both beadwork and embroidery. 94 How does their use of bead colours compare to other assemblages?

A beautiful example of floral beadwork on a firebag in the Royal Alberta collections (part of the Earl of Sothestk collection). James Carnegie, the 9th Earl of Southesk, acquired the bag during his North American travels including stops in western Canada. The initials “WJC” in the beadwork suggest this octopus bag was made for Chief Factor of Fort Edmonton, William J. Christie by his wife, Mary Sinclair Christie – a Métis woman with Anishinaabe roots who in her teens spent time in Red River before moving to Fort Edmonton in 1858.

This is also a good example of the transmission of the eastern Indigenous floral beadwork design and other design elements from Eastern to Western Canada in the nineteenth century. For more details about this bag go to the attached footnote and the Royal Alberta Museum website. 95

Unfortunately, there are very few archaeological bead assemblages that are definitely Metis. Below I have listed the archaeological sites that represent Metis settlements or farmsteads (river lots) and have beads samples available for examination. Keep in mind that this sample size is small and the results preliminary. However, the results indicate that the ‘other’ bead colour category in these assembles is very high. Higher even than most other Saskatchewan District bead assemblages. However, also like these assemblages the Metis were not necessarily using a greater variety of bead colours at any given time. Only a higher proportion of some colours.

The image below of a beaded cushion, dating around c.1880, and like the octopus firebag, supports my contention that relatively few varieties of bead colours were used, but some in very high proportions. White and blue beads were used in lesser numbers in this flower bead pattern.

A beaded cushion, Fort Vermilion I region, made by Metis Francoise LaFleur Moberly, wife of fur trader, Henry John Moberly. This cushion is thought to date between 1879-1885.
(Photograph courtesy of the Fort Vermilion Museum, Alberta, Canada)

Also at the beginning of this blog, I showed an image of a colourful piece of beadwork found at the HBC Fort Victoria (c. 1864 – 98). It was found in the men’s quarters and was likely fashioned by a Metis woman perhaps living at the fort. As with the cushion, the proportion of coloured beads relative to white and blue beads is quite high. Below is a schematic drawing of the colour pattern that was used based on this archaeological find.

Below is a photograph of a Metis sash I was given at Lac La Biche, Alberta, Canada for my work with the Metis. It’s quite evident that there is considerable similarity in the colour scheme of both these objects. Not the same but similarity nevertheless. The sash, a major symbol of Metis identity in Canada varies in colour schemes but certain colours seem to reoccur.

This is the reconstructed bead pattern from the garment found at the HBC Fort Victoria (c.1864-98). The types and proportions of bead colours are relatively similar to the Metis sash below, with blue and red dominating the colour spectrum. This image was modified from information in the Fort Victoria report. 96
This Metis sash from Lac La Biche, Alberta, Canada contains five basic colours, ranked according to their frequencies. Red and blue dominate. According to an article in New Journeys.ca 97 even today there is more than one meaning for these colours on the Metis sash among Metis: “According to the BC Métis Nation, red stands for the blood shed over many years of Métis people fighting for their rights, blue is for the depth of spirit among Métis people, green is for the fertility of their great nation, white stands for their connection to the earth and creator, yellow is for prosperity and black stands for the dark period of suppression and dispossession of Métis land.
Other organizations say the red and blue stand for the two Métis flags: the blue infinity flag signifying Scottish and French heritage and the red infinity flag some say was for hunting.”

A Few Concluding Remarks

The use of colour by humans and the reasons for choosing them are complex and often difficult to understand. When we step back into history the task of understanding colour becomes even more difficult because of either scant or biased evidence.

Despite these issues, I believe the historic archaeological bead data have been under-utilized when it comes to documenting and understanding historic Indigenous bead colour. Investigation of these assemblages has its advantages. Instead of guessing what the historic names for colours might mean, we can examine the actual bead. And, because the assemblages cover a considerable period of time and space, we can take a comparative approach to investigate them.

It is clear, both in contemporary and historic Indigenous societies, colour preference is a moving target. It is not a static entity but seems governed by ever-changing preferences over time and space.

To tag a certain colour with a certain meaning is therefore difficult if not impossible. Perhaps we have to reduce the entire mess down to the fact that some colours, because we associate them with specific things or events, make us feel good while others do not. And it seems there is a great deal of variability among humans in those choices. In other words, a colour I might prefer would not always be preferred by others, or in different periods, giving rise to an array of colours, used in different proportions by people.

Despite this seemingly incredible variability and sometimes randomness in colour preferences, there are trends in colour preferences both regionally and over time in Northwestern North America that are very difficult to explain if the choice is only individual and highly random. Like our car example, are Indigenous people thinking the same way about bead colour choices? Certainly, the floral pattern in embroidery and beadwork, thought to have spread northwest from eastern North America, influenced a greater use of colours other than white and blue by Indigenous people. Some evidence suggests that style dictated colour preference among Indigenous groups. And, if you wanted to communicate your affiliation with a particular group, then the use of certain colours as means of communicating that identity was an option.

To conclude glass trade beads were a very important article among Indigenous people in Canada. The colours of beads people chose have significance in their everyday lives. Not just historically but even today.

On August 10th, 2023 I attended an Edmonton Elks football game. The highlight of this event wasn’t the Elks’ superb play (they lost and now have lost twenty-two consecutive games at home). The highlight was the half-time show featuring Canadian Indigenous dancers, clad in their colourful dancing regalia covered with many glass beads.

The bead colours they chose, and the meaning behind them, are often very personal, steeped in their history and cultures. I leave the last word about the importance of Indigenous beads and colour to an Indigenous voice, Anishinaabe 98 beader Malinda Joy Gray’s thoughts about the colours of beads chosen in dance regalia and the meaning behind them:

“Colors and patterns are not merely adornment, they should be intertwined with their identity and their status as a dancer with other members of the community. When an Anishinaabe artist beads regalia for themselves, they are instructed to use their spirit colors. I have been taught by Elders that if you don’t have any colors that have special meaning to you or are unsure what your spirit colors are, you must put tobacco in some water and sleep with it beside your bed. Doing so will ensure that during your dreams your ancestors will come and show you which colors should be worn. Regalia is not just for this dimension, it transcends time and waking reality. Beadwork has impacted every aspect of Indigenous culture including its spirituality.” 99

Footnotes:
  1. From “The Pyschology of Colour in Advertising.” https://www.newdesigngroup.ca/logo-graphic-design/psychology-colour-advertising/[][]
  2. From Joy Gray, Malinda. 2017. Beads: Symbols of Indigenous Cultural Resilience and Value. M.A. Thesis, The University of Toronto, Canada.[]
  3. from “Why Do We Prefer Certain Colors?” in Psychology and Neuroscience; https://psych-neuro.com/2015/03/13/why-do-we-prefer-certain-colors/[][]
  4. Madden, T. J., Hewett, K., & Roth, M. S. (2000). Managing images in different cultures: A cross-national study of colour meanings and preferences. Journal of International Marketing, 8(4), 90-107.[]
  5. This is only a theory of high correlation (i.e., most people), not an absolute theory (i.e., all people).[]
  6. from “Science Explains Why We Have Favorite Colors” by Allison Turner, 2022.[]
  7. Farrell Racette, Sherry. 2004. Sewing Ourselves Together: Clothing, Decorative Arts and the Expression of Metis and Half Breed Identity. Ph.D. Dissertation, University of Manitoba.[]
  8. https://www.autoloansolutions.ca/blog/3-good-reasons-to-spend-more-time-choosing-your-cars colou/#:~:text=3%20Good%20Reasons%20to%20Spend%20More%20Time%20Choosing,tell%20them%20to%20vamoose%21%20…%205%20Apply%20Now%21[]
  9. From “Color Symbolism & Meaning of Gray”. https://www.sensationalcolor.com/meaning-of-gray/[]
  10. Quote from Farrell Racette, Sherry. 2004. Sewing Ourselves Together: Clothing, Decorative Arts and the Expression of Metis and Half Breed Identity. Ph.D. Dissertation, University of Manitoba.[]
  11. from Bead Types at Fort Vancouver. US National Parks Service. https://www.nps.gov/articles/fovabeads.htm[]
  12. Data from Karklins, Karlis. 1983. Nottingham House: The Hudson’s Bay Company in Athabasca, 1802-1806. History and Archaeology 69. Ottawa, Parks Canada, Ottawa.[]
  13. On the colour wheel, secondary colours are located between primary colours. According to the traditional colour wheel, red and yellow make orange, red and blue make purple, and blue and yellow make green. Tertiary colours refer to the combination of primary and secondary colours due to their compound nature. Blue-green, blue-violet, red-orange, red-violet, yellow-orange, and yellow-green are colour combinations you can make from colour mixing. While we are all familiar with what primary and secondary colours resemble, we are perhaps less familiar with tertiary colours. The six tertiary colours often come with names. For example, vermilion refers to orange combined with red; magenta, red combined with purple); violet, purple combined with blue; teal, blue combined with green; chartreuse, green combined with yellow; and, amber, yellow combined with orange. I cannot think of one primary or secondary colour, and many tertiary combinations as well, that has not been applied to glass trade bead colours in the Americas.[]
  14. Kidd, Kenneth and Martha Ann Kidd. 2012. A Classification System for Glass Beads for the Use of Field Archaeologists. In BEADS: Journal of the Society of Bead Researchers. Volume 24[]
  15. Devore, Steven Leroy. 1992. Beads of the Bison Robe Trade: The Fort Union Collection. Williston, North Dakota.[]
  16. American Fur Company data from Farrell Racette, Sherry. 2004. Sewing Ourselves Together: Clothing, Decorative Arts and the Expression of Metis and Half Breed Identity. Ph.D. Dissertation, University of Manitoba.[]
  17. Steven Leroy Devore. 1992. Beads of the Bison Robe Trade: The Fort Union Collection. Williston, North Dakota.[]
  18. Wayne Davis. 1974. Time and Space Considerations for Diagnostic Northern Plains Glass Trade Bead Types. In Historical Archaeology in Northwestern North America. University of Calgary, Canada.[]
  19. https://www.nps.gov/articles/upload/Within-the-Collection-Beads.pdf[]
  20. Courtesy of https://www.nps.gov/articles/upload/Within-the-Collection-Beads.pdf []
  21. Melonie Ancheta. 2016. Colouring the Native Northwest Coast. Magazine of the Smithsonian’s National Museum of the American Indian: Volume 17, No. 1[]
  22. a mineral consisting of a phosphate of iron which occurs as a secondary mineral in ore deposits. It is colourless when fresh but becomes blue or green with oxidization[]
  23. from Melonie Ancheta. 2016. Coloring the Native Northwest Coast. Magazine of the Smithsonian’s National Museum of the American Indian: Volume 17, No.1.[]
  24. both white and black technically are considered colours and so treated here as such[]
  25. And to my knowledge has not been answered. Certainly, like many European trade goods introduced into Indigenous society, they might have affected traditional values. If blue dyes were difficult to acquire, and therefore relegated to only a few people, such as shamans and nobility, the greater accessibility to objects by others to this colour may have had a profound effect on Northwest Coast cultural traditions.[]
  26. Abel, A. H. 1939. Tabeau’s Narrative of Loisel’s Expedition to the Upper Missouri, pp.170-71. University of Oklahoma Press, Norman.[]
  27. Abel, A. H. 1939. Tabeau’s Narrative of Loisel’s Expedition to the Upper Missouri, pp.174-76. University of Oklahoma Press, Norman.[]
  28. Davis, Wayne. 1972. Glass Trade Beads of the Northern Plains – Upper Missouri Region. M.A. Thesis, Department of Archaeology, Calgary, Alberta.[]
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  31. Crowell, Aron L. 1997. Archaeology and the Capitalist World System: A Study of Russian America. Plenum Press, New York.[][]
  32. Duncan, Kate C. 1989. Northern Athapaskan Art. A Beadwork Tradition. Douglas & McIntyre, Vancouver.[][][]
  33. Coues, Elliot (ed). 1965.  New Light on the Early History of the Greater Northwest:  The Manuscript Journals of Alexander Henry, Fur Trader of the Northwest Company, and of David Thompson, Official Geographer and Explorer of the Same Company. Ross and Haines, Minneapolis. pp.517.[]
  34. Thwaites, Reuben, Gold (ed.). 1904-05. Original Journals of the Lewis and Clark Expedition 1804-05. Dodd, Mead and Company, New York.[]
  35. McKenzie, Roderick. 1889. Reminiscences. InLes Bourgeois de la Compagnie du Nord-Quest, recits de voyages, lettres et rapports inedits relatifs au Nord-Quest Canadien, L. R. Masson (ed) (Quebec: A. Cote, 1889-90, pp.51.[]
  36. From Farrell Racette, p.313[]
  37. McKenzie, Roderick. 1889. Reminiscences. InLes Bourgeois de la Compagnie du Nord-Quest, recits de voyages, lettres et rapports inedits relatifs au Nord-Quest Canadien, L. R. Masson (ed) (Quebec: A. Cote, 1889-90.[]
  38. From Duncan, Kate C. 1989. Northern Athapaskan Art. A Beadwork Tradition. Douglas & McIntyre, Vancouver. pp.44.[]
  39. Farrell-Raccette, p. 217[]
  40. Raccette Farrell, p.307[]
  41. Raccette Farrell, p.[]
  42. Raccette Farrell p.316[]
  43. Raccette-Farrell, p.307[]
  44. Duncan, Kate C. 1989. Northern Athapaskan Art. A Beadwork Tradition. Douglas & McIntyre, Vancouver. p.43[]
  45. see the Nottingham House data shown earlier.[]
  46. Bundy, Barbara E., Allen P. McCartney, and Douglas W. Veltre. 2003. Glass Trade Beads from Reese Bay, Unalaska Island:  Spatial and Temporal Patterns. Arctic Anthropology 40 (1):29-47[]
  47. from Bundy, Barbara E., Allen P. McCartney, and Douglas W. Veltre.
    2003. Glass Trade Beads from Reese Bay, Unalaska Island:  Spatial and Temporal Patterns. Arctic Anthropology 40 (1):29-47[]
  48. However, at Rocky Mountain Fort, Scott Hamilton fine-screened all soil matrix to recover all small beads. His results suggest that the bead colour proportions from this fur trade post are within the range of variability of other post assemblages (where the soil was not fine-screened) and white beads do not occur in significantly greater numbers. ((Hamilton, Scott, David Burley, Luke Dalla Bona, Rick Howard, Heather Moon, and Bill Quakenbush. 1987. The End of Season Report of the 1986 Excavations at Rocky Mountain Fort, HbRf-31. Preliminary report submitted to the B.C. Heritage Trust.[]
  49. Pyszczyk, H. 2015. The Last Fort Standing. Fort Vermilion and the Peace River Fur Trade, 1798-1830. Occasional Papers of the Archaeological Society of Alberta 14. Archaeological Society of Alberta, Calgary, Alberta. Chapter 6[]
  50. For example, the NWC/HBC Fort Chipewyan was occupied from 1802 to 1872 covering the two time periods in question. More discreet temporal divisions have not been established archaeologically at this fort. Therefore the bead assemblage from this fort is a mixture of bead preference for over seventy years – a length of time too long to investigate any meaningful trends.[]
  51. Karklins, Karlis. 1992. Trade Ornament Usage Among the Native Peoples of Canada: a Source Book. Ottawa, Ont.: National Historic Parks and Sites, Parks Service.[]
  52. Karklins, Karlis. 1983. Nottingham House: The Hudson’s Bay Company in Athabasca, 1802-1806. History and Archaeology 69. Ottawa, Parks Canada, Ottawa.[]
  53. Karklins, Karlis. 1981. The Old Fort Point Site: Fort Wedderburn II? Occasional Papers in Archaeology and History 26. Ottawa, Parks Canada.[]
  54. Pyszczyk, Heinz W. 1993  A “Parchment Skin” is All: The Archaeology of the Boyer River Site, Fort Vermilion, Alberta. In The Uncovered Past:  Roots of Northern Alberta Societies, Patricia A. McCormack and R. Geoffrey Ironside (eds), pp. 33-44. Circumpolar Research Series Number 3. Canadian Circumpolar Institute, University of Alberta.[]
  55. Pyszczyk, Heinz W. 2000-131  Archaeological Investigations: Fort Vermillion I (IaQf-1) and Unknown Fur Trade Site (IaQf-2) (1998-2000 Field Seasons), Final Report, Permit 2000-131. Manuscript on file, Alberta Tourism, Parks, Recreation and Culture, Edmonton, Alberta; Pyszczyk, Heinz W. 2002-227  Archaeological Investigations:  Fort Vermilion I (IaQf – 1) and Unknown Fur Trade Site (IaQf-2). Final Report, Permit 2002-227. On File, Archaeological Survey of Alberta, Edmonton. Pyszczyk, H. 2015. The Last Fort Standing. Fort Vermilion and the Peace River Fur Trade, 1798-1830. Occasional Papers of the Archaeological Society of Alberta 14. Archaeological Society of Alberta, Calgary, Alberta.[]
  56. Catalogue only, Royal Alberta Museum, Edmonton[]
  57. Arnold, Ken. 1972. The History and Archaeology of Fort Fork (Draft). Manuscript on file, Provincial Museum of Alberta, Edmonton, Alberta[]
  58. Hamilton, Scott, David Burley, Luke Dalla Bona, Rick Howard, Heather Moon, and Bill Quakenbush. 1987.  The End of Season Report of the 1986 Excavations at Rocky Mountain Fort, HbRf-31. Preliminary report submitted to the B.C. Heritage Trust.[]
  59. Smith, Brian J. 1992. Archaeological Mitigation of Site GePa-10, Lac la Biche, Alberta for M & J Cats Ltd. ASA Permit Number 92-006. Consultant’s report on file with Alberta Culture and Community Spirit. Edmonton, Alberta.[]
  60. Forbis, R.G. 1958a. Archaeological Site Inventory Data, Borden No. EgPr-1, Peigan Post (Old Bow Fort). Site form on file with Alberta Culture and Community Spirit. Edmonton, Alberta.[]
  61. Noble, William C. 1973. The Excavation and Historical Identification of Rocky Mountain House. Canadian Historic Sites. Occasional Papers in Archaeology and History No. 6. Department of Indian Affairs and Northern Development, Ottawa.[]
  62. Steer, Donald N. and Harvey J. Rogers. 1978.  Archaeological Investigations at an Early Nineteenth Century Fur Trading Fort, Rocky Mountain House National Historic Park, 1975-77. M.S. on file, Parks Canada, Calgary.[]
  63. Kidd, Robert S. 1987. Archaeological Excavations at the Probable Site of the First Fort Edmonton or Fort Augustus I, 1795 to Early 1800s. Human History, Occasional Paper No. 3. Provincial Museum of Alberta, Edmonton.[]
  64. Nicks, Gertrude. 1969. The Archaeology of Two Hudson’s Bay Company Posts:  Buckingham House (1792-1800) and Edmonton House III (1810-1813). M.A. thesis on file, Department of Anthropology, The University of Alberta, Edmonton[][]
  65. Kidd, Robert S. 1970. Fort George and the Early Fur Trade in Alberta. Publication No.2, Provincial Museum and Archives of Alberta. Alberta Culture, Historical Resources.[]
  66. McCullough, E.J., A.J. Landals, and B.J. Kulle. 1992. Historical Resources Mitigation FjOn 1 Fort Vermillion/Paint Creek House. Permit 91-73. Consultant’s report on file with Alberta Culture and Community Spirit. Edmonton, Alberta.[]
  67. Karklins, Karlis. 2021. appendix F. The Trade Beads of Fort Riviere Tremblante. In Meyer, David. 2021. Archaeological Investigations of Fort Riviere Tremblante. Manuscript on File, Saskatchewan Heritage Center, Regina.[]
  68. Walde, Dale. 2004. Historical Resource Monitoring of a Replacement Waterline within Lots 1, 4 & 5, Block 1 Fort Vermillion, Alberta Map Sheets 84 J/5 & K/8 Final Report. Permit 2004-209. Consultant’s report on file with Alberta Tourism, Parks, Recreation and Culture. Edmonton, Alberta.[]
  69. Smith, Brian J. 1991a. Archaeological Investigations, Dunvegan, Alberta: Hudson’s Bay Company 1877 Factor’s House (GlQp-8) and St. Charles Mission Roman Catholic Church (GlQp-6), Permit 89-20. Vols. 1-3. Report on file with the Archaeological Survey of Alberta, Edmonton.[]
  70. Forsman, Michael. 1985. The Archaeology of Victoria Post 1864-1897. Archaeological Survey of Alberta Manuscript Series No. 6. Alberta Culture, Edmonton; Losey, Timothy, et. al, 1977. Archaeological Investigations: Fort Victoria, 1975[]
  71. Pyszczyk, Heinz W. n.d. Archaeological Investigations: Fort Edmonton V, 1992-1995. Manuscript report on file, Archaeological Survey of Alberta, Edmonton.[]
  72. Pickard, Rod and Heather D’Amour. 1987.  Archaeological Investigations at the National Historic Site of Jasper House. Microfiche Report Series 475. Environment Canada Parks Service, Calgary, Alberta.[]
  73. Archaeological Survey of Alberta, Edmonton.[][][]
  74. Stevenson, Marc G.
    1981. Peace Point – A Stratified Prehistoric Campsite Complex in Wood Buffalo National Park, Alberta. Research Bulletin No. 158. Parks Canada.[]
  75. Crowell, Aron L.
    1997.  Archaeology and the Capitalist World System: A Study of Russian America. Plenum Press, New York.[]
  76. Doll, Maurice,F. V., Robert S. Kidd and John P. Day. 1988. The Buffalo Lake Metis Site: A Late Nineteenth Century Settlement in the Parkland of Central Alberta. Human History Occasional Paper No. 4. Alberta Culture and Multiculturalism, Provincial Museum of Alberta.[]
  77. Crowell, Aron L. 1997.  Archaeology and the Capitalist World System: A Study of Russian America. Plenum Press, New York.[][][][]
  78. Doll, Maurice, F. V., Robert S. Kidd and John P. Day. 1988. The Buffalo Lake Metis Site: A Late Nineteenth Century Settlement in the Parkland of Central Alberta. Human History Occasional Paper No. 4. Alberta Culture and Multiculturalism, Provincial Museum of Alberta.[]
  79. Elliot, W. J. 1971. Hivernant Archaeology in the Cypress Hills. M.A. Thesis, University of Calgary.[][]
  80. Panas, Timothy
    1999. Statistical Comparison of Spode/Copeland Ceramics between Historic Metis and European Occupations in Central Alberta. Unpublished M.A. Thesis, The University of Montana.[]
  81. Brandon, John Daniel. 1989. The Artifacts and Stratigraphy of the Letendre Complex, Batoche, Saskatchewan. Unpublished M.A. Thesis, University of Saskatchewan.[]
  82. Klimko, Olga, Peggy Mkeand, Terrance Gibson. 1993. The Chesterfield House Research Project. Permit 93-047. Saskatchewan Heritage Branch, Regina.[]
  83. Heitzmann, R.J., J. Preigert, S.S. Smith. 1980. Historical Resources Inventory and Assessment Programme 1979 Fort Chipewyan III and IV, Final Report. Permit Number 79-100. Consultant’s report on file with Alberta Tourism, Parks, Recreation and Culture.[]
  84. Pyszczyk, Heinz W. 1989. The Rosebud Burial. Manuscript on File, Archaeological Survey of Alberta, Edmonton.[]
  85. Klimko, Olga and John Hodges. 1993. Last Mountain House: A Hudson’s Bay Company Outpost in the Qu’Appelle Valley. Western Heritage Services Incorporated, Saskatoon.[]
  86. Devore, Stephen
    1992.  Beads of the Bison Robe Trade:  The Fort Union Trading Post Collection. Friends of Fort Union Trading Post, Williston, North Dakota.[]
  87. Duncan, Kate. 1989, Northern Athapaskan Art. A Beadwork Tradition. p.40. Douglas & McIntyre, Vancouver.[]
  88. These limitations are the result of both a low number of archaeological site bead assemblages and often very low sample sizes.[]
  89. Much has been published in the archaeological literature on how sample size affects artifact richness (or in this instance bead colour variety) (i.e., as sample size increases, so will the number s of different bead colours, until a saturation point is reached). I have touched on the subject in my 2015 Fort Vermilion I monograph, conducting rarefaction curves to examine artifact richness between different-sized archaeological samples.[]
  90. Even when sites having small bead sample sizes are omitted (which could bias the number of bead colour varieties) the results are similar to those above.[]
  91. I conducted a two-tailed T-Test for means (unequal variances). Because of the high degree of variability and overlap in the sample, there was no statistical difference in the mean colour varieties in the two samples.[]
  92. for some reason WordPress is not allowing me to insert a number in the appropriate box for the total bead sample for Fort Vermilion II.[]
  93. However, currently, without a larger bead sample from Fort Vermilion II, I can’t rule out that unequal bead sample sizes are biasing these results.[]
  94. According to Canadian Geographic the Dakota and Cree called the Metis Flower Beadwork People. (https://indigenouspeoplesatlasofcanada.ca/article/material-culture/). There are also countless references by explorers describing Metis’ beadwork and embroidery skills[]
  95. From the Royal Alberta Facebook page here is a brief history of this firebag design: “Where do octopus bags get their names? An octopus bag has eight hanging tabs or legs, much like the animal. The octopus bag is thought to be based on Algonquin animal skin bags, also known as “many legs bags,” which had the legs and tails left on and were quill-worked or beaded. The Métis adopted this bag style when many Anishinaabe moved west to Red River, where Métis women utilized their distinct floral beadwork style. The eight-legged style of bag became popular in the 19th century in Métis and Cree communities across central Canada. This style of bag – used to carry smoking pipes, tobacco, flint, and steel to make fire (hence “fire bag”) – was carried across the continent as far west as Tlingit communities in Alaska.” Courtesy of Royal Alberta Museum: https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=10154041317827815&set=this-weeks-ramwow-is-a-m%C3%A9tis-octopus-bag-from-1859-it-is-part-of-the-southesk-co[]
  96. Losey, Timothy C., et al. 1977. Archaeological Investigations: Fort Victoria, 1975. Occasional Paper No. 3. Alberta Culture, Historic Resources.[]
  97. https://newjourneys.ca/en/articles/the-story-of-the-metis-sash[]
  98. The Ojibwe, Chippewa, Odawa, Potawatomi, Algonquin, Saulteaux, Nipissing and Mississauga First Nations are Anishinaabeg. Some Oji-Cree First Nations and Métis also include themselves within this cultural-linguistic grouping[]
  99. From Joy Gray, Malinda. 2017. Beads: Symbols of Indigenous Cultural Resilience and Value. M.A. Thesis, The University of Toronto, Canada.[]

The Written Word. Dissecting My Historical Fiction Story: A Lark Came A’Callin – The Expressman’s Tale. Chapter 3. The Irreconcilable Mr. Pool.

Taking a ‘Shot’ at Writing

I’m working on a Historical Fiction mystery novel. In it a young French Canadian voyageur tries to solve his parents’ murder. His only clues: a dead lark, or Alouette, left on the bodies of the victims. And a Cross of Lorraine superimposed on a Fleur de lis tattooed on their bodies. Currently I’ve figured out bits and pieces of the plot, or occasionally an entire scene or chapter, which might end up somewhere in the finished novel.

As a little test, to see how the novel flows, I submitted a chapter to a magazine writing contest. I’ve heard back now. I won’t be winning a ‘Booker’ or ‘Giller’ prize for my work any time soon. But, I also wanted feedback about my writing. How do experienced, published writers view my work?

Well, I got the feedback I wanted. And, was relieved that a response like, ‘Heinz, it’s perhaps best if you took up another hobby. Maybe carpentry…’ didn’t appear.

However, here’s what struck me about the judge’s comments. Something I’ve noticed on other occasions as well: quite often the structure of the prose is more important than the ‘story’. I’m not implying that the quality of my story would have gotten me any further in this contest. Probably not.

I’m not alone in pointing out this tendency. There is considerable debate on the topic. No doubt, better prose improve any story, including mine. But, occasionally the ‘structure’ of the prose dominate and diminish the story. Or, no matter how good the prose, they can’t improve a poor story.

I read a lot. Acclaimed literary works, ‘pulp fiction’, and an endless amount of archaeological literature. In archaeology, Louis Binford is arguably one of our greatest thinkers. Yet he is constantly plagued by his critics as being a poor writer. His detractors often fail to see the bigger picture – his incredible academic contributions written in prose which I don’t find difficult to read.1

Back to my work. One suggestion to improve it is to reconsider how I present my characters’ thoughts. “The characters often think their thoughts directly to the reader.” In other words, “…direct transcription of character thought is distracting in a narrative that is otherwise told in the third person point of view.” I agree with the judge that humans don’t think in clear, well formed sentences. But, occasionally this method is a useful way of conveying information and moving the narrative along. Some very influential writers use it. But sparingly. Dan Brown’s editor, in “Angels & Demons” didn’t find this method troubling.

So, here’s my book chapter submission. And following the chapter are the reviewer’s comments (whose name, and that of the magazine, shall remain anonymous) on how I might improve my work.

Both might interest you.

SAID ONE OF THESE MEN , LONG PAST SEVENTY YEARS OF AGE : “l COULD CARRY, PADDLE, WALK AND SING WITH ANY MAN I EVER SAW. I HAVE BEEN TWENTY-FOUR YEARS A CANOE MAN , AND FORTY-ONE YEARS IN SERVICE; NO PORTAGE WAS EVER TOO LONG FOR ME. FIFTY SONGS COULD I SING. I HAVE SAVED TH E LIVES OF TEN VOYAGEURS. HAVE HAD TWELVE WIVES AND SIX RUNNING DOGS. I SPENT ALL MY MONEY IN PLEASURE. WERE I YOUNG AGAIN, I SHOULD SPEND MY LIFE THE SAME WAY OVER. THERE IS NO LIFE SO HAPPY AS A VOAYAGEUR’S LIFE.” (Old Voyageur, from The Voyageur by Grace Lee Nute, 1931)

The Chapter

A Lark Came A’Callin: The Expressman’s Tale

Chapter 3: The Irreconcilable Mr. Pool

On the Peace River, Canada, 1787

Raven watched from his lofty perch, overlooking the ‘big river’. Unjegahu, as the Dene called it. Nothing passed unnoticed by Raven.

As he sat on the spruce branch overlooking the vast, winding northern river, he heard it first. A strange chanting, the joining of many voices. In a tongue new to him.

‘Alouette, gentille alouette,
Alouette, je te plumerai….’

Then he saw them. Something he’d never seen on the river before. Five large bark canoes with men, bright colored sashes tied around their waists, paddling feverishly, as if time was in short supply. As they sang, their paddles kept in sync with the rhythm of their music.

When he looked closer, he realized they were not Dene. They were – different. As Raven looked into the future – as only a trickster such as he could – he sensed change, turmoil and pain. But his vision of the future was foggy. He recognized though that here was perhaps an opportunity for revenge for the wrongs the Dene inflicted on his kind, turning them forever black. He flew off the branch chuckling and muttering,

The American trader Peter Pool sat in the front of the canoe watching the raven fly beside his brigade. ‘These fucking birds are a nuisance’, he thought. ‘Always watching, squawking and crapping everywhere. Scaring the game off when we enter the country.’ He felt the rage coming on. Barely seeing the raven through swirling circles of bright lights before his eyes, slicing through the pain in his head. In anger he raised his musket and fired at Raven. The musket’s report scared Raven and sent him spinning towards the water; and he did as the trader predicted – shit everywhere.

The young expressman looked on as Pool totally lost it. Over what? A raven flying too close to their canoe? ‘Merde. What an asshole,’ thought Francois Fornier. We’ve traveled thousands of miles, on treacherous waters, from Montreal. And he loses it over a squawking bird.’

Fornier turned to his men, “Steady as she goes, men. Keep up the pace now. Prendre le temps. The days are getting shorter, and we need to eat miles.” The six voyageurs put their backs into their strokes, moving the large birchbark canoe upriver against the current, hour after endless hour. Day after endless day. The four other canoes in their brigade followed them. This was their hundredth day on the water, and they looked as fresh as when they left Montreal. In fact, fresher. As always, a great deal of frolicking and debauchery preceded the departures of the fur brigades into the Canadian northwest. Leading to thick heads when final goodbyes were said.

One of the voyageurs, LaFleur, glanced at both men furtively as he paddled. ‘I don’t trust either of them. That crazy American yelling and screaming. At a silly bird no less. Nor our leader who is as mysterious as the American is crazy. Carries that enormous bow instead of a musket. Educated in England somewhere and does strange things with liquids and such. Some sort of alchemist, they say.’ Then LaFleur rubbed his still tender nose, remembering all too well what the expressman had done to him when he’d stepped out of line. And continued paddling, letting more pleasant things occupy his mind.

Fornier sat on a higher perch at the back of the large birch bark canoe. Watching his men and feeling the rhythm of the song as their paddles dug into the water. He’d trained them well and had their respect despite his young age. He’d earned his place at the back of the canoe leading some of the toughest men on the continent. The challenge from LaFleur earlier on, and the man’s broken nose that resulted, sent a clear message to his men. He was in charge. He owned them. He was their Expressman, or the ‘Loup’ or lead wolf – the foremost voyageur and leader among them. Counted upon to move humans, information, and supplies safely through the Canadian wilderness.

What bothered him though, besides that belligerent asshole Pool, was the whereabouts of the men he secretly pursued. He’d caught glimpses of their sign – a cross of Lorraine on top a Fleur de Lis. Men who killed in the name of France; but indiscriminately. Including his father and mother, so long ago. Men who left a calling card over his dead body, a dead Alouette. Men who refused to believe that France lost this rich land to the English. Their secret society and their motto, For God and Country, sounded hollow in Fornier’s ears.

‘But where are they? Did they come this way? Or take another river? There are so many.’ He wondered about their whereabouts. Worried that he would never find them in this vast wilderness. And finally avenge his parent’s death. But, his every instinct, his training as a young man among the Iroquois, before he left for England, in tracking and forest-craft, told him they were ahead of him. And then he saw the signs. His men missed them, but he hadn’t. Now he felt certain they were closing in.

And what about poor Cataphor? Lost? Dead? Simply disappeared one morning. The expressman felt badly. He was responsible for the young voyageur. There were few signs as to what happened. But he sensed the men he chased were somehow responsible.

His attention returned to Pool. An enigma. Brilliant at times. Engaging. Joking and laughing with his men. A man of great vision. Then suddenly in the blink of an eye he would change. Screaming. And then turning violent. Rumors flew. He had killed a man but was never charged because of insufficient evidence. Fornier sighed, muttering to himself, ‘Je ne comprends pas.’

Fornier recalled Pool’s latest explosion only two days earlier: “The next man who looks at me like that will pay dearly,” yelled Pool. “I’ll eat my own way. You eat the way you want.” Arguing over a bloody meal. Then the stammering and holding his head. As if it were ready to come off. The man needed careful watching. The men were afraid.

A still angry Pool yelled at no one in particular. “Where’s that bundle of feathers now? I’ll give him another shot if he shows. His ass will be so heavy with lead it will be dragging in the water when he flies.” As he shouted his men continued to paddle up the great river, heads down, now in silence. Trying to avoid the man’s wrath by ducking low and letting his words flow harmlessly out onto the water.

Fornier said nothing. It rankled him that his men were always in the Connecticut man’s line of fire. But Pool had hired the expressman to lead his canoes. As far up this river as possible. And Fornier reluctantly respected his wishes. ‘But I don’t like this one bit’, thought Fornier. He sensed trouble.  

Pool looked askance at his Dene guide. “Where the hell are we anyway? Do you know the way?” Pool knew little about the Athapaukow country, or its people. But he’d heard the stories. Stories of a great river leading west towards the mountains, and possibly the Pacific Ocean. And, of another even larger river, leading north and ending the northern ocean. And, of a people who lived along the river. Who, if the stories were true, were not to be trifled with. They were the Dene, or the real people. ‘Then what the hell are we,’ thought Pool? ‘Never mind…’

His guide responded. “We’re on the Unjegahu, also known as the ‘River of Peace’. This is the river we must travel to go further towards the setting sun.” Then he fell silent. Better that way. Knowing what frame of mind Pool was in.

“Well good. The river of Peace. We’ll be welcomed with open arms by these real people then.” Silence. Only the churning water from the continuous paddling responded.

Pool, now beginning to cool off. Pondering. ‘Am I on the right river? The one that leads to the Pacific Ocean? Or is this another wild goose chase, and these red-skinned heathens don’t really know? Did my expressman lead me astray?’ The swirling colors before his eyes had subsided. But his head still throbbed. No more sweating, his speaking back to normal. And no more heart palpitations. Often, when these fits came on, he almost blacked out. ‘Just like that little incident with that black bird,’ he thought. ‘I must be more careful.’

…………………………..

Now resting, the men sat in their canoes, smoking their tobacco pipes. Talking about home and their loved ones. What they’d do with their hard-earned money once they reached Montreal again next summer. Impressing their women with tales of the Canadian northwest. “Well, I’m buying my woman the finest dress in Montreal when we get back,” drawled a young Louis. “She’ll be the best-looking belle femme in the city.”

“First you need to find a woman, Louis. You’re so ugly, and smell so bad, even the bears along the river are staying away.” Louis shot Guy a grisly look but said no more. The other men’s laughter, along with their tobacco smoke, drifted over the water.

The Expressman barely listened to the banter. He glanced at Pool. He seemed to be gathering himself but still looked like shit after that last bout. Something was wrong. He could sense it. That feeling of foreboding. When he was young, he had asked his Iroquois elder about it.

Saunadanoncoua, it makes no sense. But I feel something. Whenever there’s danger or change. Why?”

“There are things we can’t explain about our feelings. But because we can’t explain them, we shouldn’t ignore them. Ignoring your senses, your feelings, could cost you your life.”

‘Good words to live by,’ thought Fornier. Something was wrong. He looked upriver again, up the vast valley of the Unjegahu. Finishing their smoke, the men took up their paddles and the canoes began moving again. Ahead a sharp bend appeared in the river, where it narrowed the high bluffs almost overhung the water.

As they neared, they heard the harsh squawking of the ravens, circling above the bluff. “This time I won’t miss,” shouted Pool, reaching for his musket. He was about to fire, when a large steely arm shot out and stopped him.

“Stop. There’s something wrong ahead.”

“What do you mean something’s wrong, expressman? Just a bunch of noisy birds…”

“Quiet. And put your musket down,” whispered Fornier. A shocked Pool hesitated, then did as the expressman asked.

“The birds are warning us, something’s up ahead. You said so earlier that they scare all the game away if they sense danger.” Pool grudgingly shook his head, now trapped by his own words.

Suddenly Fornier waved the other canoes to shore, shouting. “Set up camp. We stay here for the night.”

Pool started arguing, “But we could still paddle two more hours before the suns disappears, expressman. This is outrageous—”

Fornier cut him off with a glare. “We camp here, Pool. We go no further today.” Fornier had seen the signs. Every abandoned campfire they passed as they paddled up the river, looked fresher. They were catching up. And, he had seen the glint of a brass dragon side-plate on the musket up on the bluffs. These weren’t the real people. But they might be the real enemy he had chased across half a continent.

His companion and friend John Bertrand, who was manning another canoe, approached him once they were on shore. “What’s wrong loup? Why are we stopping so soon?”

Fornier hesitated. Although he trusted his one and only friend immensely, he needed to handle this alone.

“I think we’re catching up to them. They might be waiting for us to come near that bend ahead. Up in the bluffs there. Above the river. Let’s make camp, John. Let me think what to do.”

The men were already busy making camp. After one-hundred days, everyone knew what to do, almost doing it in their sleep. As night fell, some of the men settled around the fire after their spartan meal. Others were already asleep under their overturned canoes.

Suddenly the silence of the evening was shattered, as it seemed all hell was about to break loose in the valley. The wolf pack began chorusing, the sound echoing down the river valley. The men looked around furtively. The expressman was gone.

St. Germaine spat into the fire. “I tell you boys, there’s something about that expressman. Gives me the shivers. Merde. I’ve heard the stories back in Quebec. Some say he runs with the wolves. A true runner of the woods, like his uncle who raised him. Some even say he’s a shapeshifter. Maybe running with those wolves right now.”

Lafleur looked at St. Germaine. “Merde, Germaine, you’ve got some imagination. And you haven’t even been drinking. But I agree, something’s off. Why would an educated man, from a wealthy, well respected French family, sign on with this crew? And that crazy shit who thinks he leads us?”

And young Roy, in a conspiratorial whisper, “And what are those larks tattooed on each arm all about? And, why always that song: Alouette, gentille alouette…when we paddle? I’m getting sick singing about plucking larks’ feathers, and heads.”

Further away, sitting by his own campfire, Pool also wondered where the expressman had gone. And what his real purpose in this voyage was. But what could he do? He was fighting his own demons. And the expressman had gotten them this far. This wasn’t the first time he’d gone off without saying much.

Bertrand listened to the men but said nothing. He had seen Fornier silently glide into the woods, large bow in hand. And a quiver of arrows on his back. He knew where le loup was headed. And what he was doing. Just as he was thinking these things, the wolf pack now nearer, continued to fill the valley with their songs. In-between their high-pitched chorusing, he thought he heard an explosion off in the distance but couldn’t be certain.

……………………….

As dawn emerged the men prepared to depart, moving like waifs through the swirling mist which had engulfed the river valley during the night. As they loaded the canoes, the expressman sat by the morning fire finishing the last of his breakfast. As if nothing had happened during the night. As if he’d been there all along.

Bertrand walked by and looked at his friend. “Everything alright, loup?”

“Just fine, John. Get these men moving. We need to get on the water.”

“But what about the bend up ahead?”

“All good, John. No need to worry.” The expressman got up and prepared to leave.

As he bent down to pick up his belongings, John noticed the strange medallion around his friend’s neck. Fornier glanced up just in time to see Bertrand’s confused expression. But neither man said anything as they walked towards their canoes.

“Get your asses into these canoes, you lazy bastards. We have to make up lost time for yesterday,” shouted Pool. Already standing in the shaky canoe and getting himself riled up even as dawn broke. He seemed to forget one of the voyageur’s warnings about these canoes. ‘De canoe, she’s so tippy, dat you hav to keep de tongue in the middle of your mouth, or you go in de water.’

They were soon on their way. As they neared the bend, Bertrand glanced at the high bluffs above the river. Instead of seeing any threat, he was only greeted with an eery silence. They were almost past when an enormous wolf appeared on the edge of the bluff, out of the lifting fog. Licking his bloody maw.

Bertrand glanced at Fornier, who also was looking up as they passed. “The pack must have made a kill last night.” Fornier said no more as the two canoes drifted further apart. Bertrand shuddered, wondering who had really made a kill last night.

Pool was keeping his own council. In his head. Occasionally mumbling to himself. As if having an argument with some imaginary friend. ‘He’s fighting it again,’ thought Fornier as he watched the man. ‘Great! Just when we’re entering the most dangerous part of our journey.’

His Chipewyan guide interrupted his thoughts pointing up the river. Fornier looked and saw it. In the distance, white plumes of mist were rising from the river hundreds of feet in the air. Then the tremendous roar of millions of gallons of water falling met his ears. They were near the ‘chutes’ – the great falls on the big river.

Pool suddenly came out of his self-induced stupor. “This river looks peaceful enough, my friend. Its wide, with a strong current, but nothing really to stop us or endanger us.”

‘God, he doesn’t even see or hear the falls up ahead. Perhaps he thinks that’s just the roaring between his ears. Where is that man’s brain,’ mused Fornier?

“That will soon change,” said his Dene guide. Soon we’ll come to the falls, where we hopefully will meet the real people.”

“What are our chances of getting permission from them to go further up,” he asked his guide?

“I really don’t know. Our people haven’t had much contact with them since the disease came to our lands. They’re extremely suspicious of strangers, especially those who might bring the disease to them.”

“But that smallpox epidemic is already three years old. Surely by now they would still not harbour any fears about it?”

“I don’t know what more to tell you. They’re fearful of this disease. They saw firsthand what it did to their long-time enemies, the Cree. They’re fearful and suspicious with anything to do with White men. Disease might just be an excuse to avoid you.”

“Well, can’t we just go past them, asked Pool?

“Unwise. A powerful shaman leads them. To him all Whites are trash, and all the things they bring with them are useless and trivial. This encounter will not be pleasant.” His guide said no more. Soon they would find out for themselves.

Fornier listened intently to the conversation. Letting Pool handle this encounter could be disastrous. But what choice did he have? Except prepare himself for all possibilities.

Pool reflected on the guide’s words. “We must get further up this river. I must know where it leads. We must establish forts for hunting in those lands. I’ll do anything to make that happen.”

Fornier only shuddered when he heard those words. And remembered Saunadanoncoua’s words long ago when living with the Iroquois. “You Whites are so impertinent. Thinking that out in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by thousands of us, you are in charge.”

‘Stupid,’ thought Fornier, was a better word how they sometimes acted toward the Natives.  

Finally, Pool heard it, and smiled. Even louder than the rumble between his ears. The distance the roar of the water, as it cascaded over jagged rocks, and a precipice, some twenty feet high.

As they paddled closer the sound increased until they could barely talk over it. The boiling, roiling waters shook the ground, so tremendous was its force. It was an awe-inspiring sight, as the falls stretched across wide expanse of the river.

Pool and his crew sat in their craft mesmerized by the sight. Finally, Pool turned and shouted at his guide, “How long are these rapids and falls? There must be some way around them.”

His Native guide looked at him quizzically. ‘Long’? What did that mean? “It would take half a day to walk on the trail along the falls, to get to the other side. The trail is treacherous, but well enough marked and used.”

‘Christ,’ thought Pool. This was a major obstacle if they built further upriver.

LaFleur, trying to make friends with Pool spoke up. “A trifle, my friend. I’ve seen worse. We’re voyageurs. Accustomed to this work. With our sashes tied to the bales, we easily carry two ninety-pound bales over the trails. Some of us even carry three…”

And then they saw them. There on a rocky ledge above the roaring falls stood the Dene hunters quietly watching them. Among them was one who immediately caught Pool’s attention. Bigger than the others, standing very erect, he gazed stonily at them. He had sharp features, green eyes, and his hair were as black as that raven Pool had shot at. Tied to his hair was one raven feather – white.

“Is that him,” Pool asked his guide?

His guide responded. “Yes, he leads.” Pool looked on. The man had slightly stained red hands. He was dressed mainly in leather. On his shirt, near his heart, etched in red and green paint, were two circles, each with a dot in the center. Symbols of his people. Around his neck hung two strikingly brilliant green stone celts. Pool and his men had a hard time keeping their eyes off them. The man continued to gaze at them, saying nothing.

In front of the man sat an enormous dog, or wolf, or something in between. Pool wasn’t sure what it was. The beast stared at him as well, like that of his owner, with one blue and one green eye. ‘If looks could kill,’ thought Pool, ‘I’d be dead mightily fast. From either one.’

After gazing at the animal, Pool finally whispered to his now nervous Native guide.

“What’s his name? What do I call him?”

“That is the Two Hearts,” his guide managed to stutter. “He has crossed many game trails in his dreams and has the powers from many animals.”

“Two Hearts? What kind of name is that for a man?”

“Well, he comes by that name honestly. One heart is soft, gentle and compassionate for his people. The other heart is cold, calculating and merciless for his enemies.

Now a shuddering Pool managed to ask. “Can we get per….permission to go ffff…..further upriver from him?”

“He’s highly respected by all the river People. His people go all the way to the great mountains, and he has relatives all along this river.”

“Well, at least we’re talking to the right man then,” replied Pool. He motioned for his men to paddle closer to the shore so that they could disembark and meet this man. No sooner had he done so than the shaman held up his open hand, palm out, extended his arm toward them and started talking to their guide. He spoke for some time and then stopped and continued to look at them.

“What did he say,” Pool asked his guide? “Did he greet us and welcome us to his land?”

The guide paled at Pool’s words. “No. He told us to stay in our canoes and not come ashore. He asked what we want, why are we here, this far up the river?”

“Why won’t he let us land?”

“He says the disease is still among us and to come closer would endanger his people. He dreamt this. You must stay away.”

“Is that bugger crazy,” shouted Pool over the waterfall? “Tell him that epidemic is long over with, and he need not fear us, or our goods.”

The guide translated Pool’s request, but the Two Hearts only shook his head. And the way he shook it told Pool, that there would likely be bad consequences if they didn’t listen.

“He refuses your request. He says not to come up the river any further or he will kill all of us.”

Pool only stared in disbelief. He could feel a rage coming on, his chest tightening, his face reddening. ‘God, I must control myself.’ But he couldn’t stop himself.

“Te-tell, hhimm, we bring gifts, tobacco, brandy, knives and guns, which we would bbbee ha…happy to give him if he allows us to continue upriver,” stuttered a now unraveling Pool.

His guide again translated, and the Two Hearts listened, and then shook his head again.

“He says your gifts are tainted, so are your clothes and all you possess. Even your hearts – tainted and bad. He dreamt this. He says his people have lived in these lands forever without all these things. He says to leave immediately, and not come back for the next two summers. He may then reconsider your request.”

Now Pool was shrieking, spit flying in all directions. “That fucking idiot. It took us months to get here, and now he tells us to turn back.” Somehow Pool had managed to stand up in his tippy canoe wildly swinging and waving with his hands. His men cringed in fear. No one could swim, except Fornier.

“I’ll shoot the red-handed bastard, if he doesn’t listen.” Pool bent down to reach for his musket. But his musket had mysteriously disappeared from where he last put it. “Where’s my fucking mus… musket? Who took it? I want to tear this heathen another arsehole. Where’s issss…is it?”

‘To shoot this red-handed bastard as this idiot called him, would mean sudden death,’ thought Fornier. That’s why the musket had disappeared, hidden among the goods, well away from Pool’s shaking hands.

Finally, Fornier stood in the canoe and took out his great horned bow, constantly looking at the shaman. And then to his guide, “ask him to show me his powers. Are they as great as mine?” The guide translated and the shaman nodded. He recognized the challenge.

The shaman touched the two circles on his chest. Suddenly, they changed colors, turning a bright blue then fading completely. Then he talked to the guide.

“Now he wants to see your powers.”

Fornier nodded then nocked a strange looking arrow onto his bowstring and pulled aiming at a large rock exposed in the falls. The arrow flew and hit the rock squarely creating an explosion so powerful that the rock vanished, and everyone was nearly thrown off their feet. The voyageurs sat paralyzed in their canoes. And then, what seemed like an eternity, small pieces of rocks rained down on them.

The shaman, seemingly unperturbed muttered to his companions, “This man knows of the earth’s powers.”

Fornier also muttered, “The man’s a ‘flippin’ chemist. In his own way.”

The shaman spoke to their guide, who translated. “He says you possess great power and he might reconsider…..”

His words were cut off, when behind the shaman, an enormous grizzled, bearded white man appeared, pushing before him, poor Cataphor, now on his knees, hands tied behind his back. Pool’s men gasped at the sight.

Then the trader took his large knife and held under the young voyageur’s neck threateningly. “Now listen you American shit. I’ll slit his throat two days from now, if I don’t hear back from the men I sent downriver. Understand. Two days.”

Fornier looked on in horror. There was nothing he could do or say that would help now. Those men were never coming back.

Pool’s canoes began floating back downriver. The last thing the Dene saw, was a totally out of control Pool beating his guide over the back with a paddle, and then trying to destroy the canoe with it.

The Two Hearts watched the episode in silence. This was getting out of control. He had seen the expressman slyly take Pool’s musket and hide it. And, just for an instant while doing it the young men’s eyes locked. Then he noticed the strange medallion around the man’s neck. And he shuddered. ‘Another one? Just like this butcher beside me?’

Fornier too was watching the Dene leader’s group as they drifted away. He had seen the trader’s forearms. On them was tattooed cross on top of the Fleur de Lis. He had finally found them. But what were they doing with the Dene? How had they gained their confidence? And how was he going to get Cataphor back?

As the canoes disappeared, the Two Hearts turned and walked up the portage trail with his people, and the strange tattooed white man, pushing a reluctant, trembling Cataphor in front of him. Thinking. ‘These two traders are both butchers. Not hesitating to kill their own. What can I do? I must protect my own too.’

 But as he walked, he also wondered about the voyageur with the same ornament around his neck as his white trading companion. He had great powers. And he wondered what the larks tattooed on his arms meant. After all, weren’t all marks symbols? Signs of the past. Or of what lay ahead?

After drifting downriver a few miles, the brigade finally put ashore for the day. A still seething Pool stomped around, knowing now he was defeated. “Where the fuck’s the expressman? I want a word with him,” shouted Pool. Everyone looked around. The expressman had vanished.

“Heeeeeeeee, heee, si… signed a cont… contract. What do yo… you mean he’s gone?” Pool, now drenched in sweat, saw again the grand colors swirling before his eyes.

Bertrand reminded him, “You remember the words in the contract, Pool. His and mine. It stated we would take you up this river as far as possible. We have and now the contract is fulfilled.” With that he walked off, taking his few possessions and disappeared in the woods along the riverbank.

 The last thing Bertrand heard was a screaming Pool, demanding they come back. He headed upriver to join his friend. He knew exactly where the expressman had gone. And what he intended to do. Again, the lark was a’callin.

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The Judge’s Review

Dear Heinz,

Thank you for sending us “A Lark Came A’Callin.”  Unfortunately, your work was not accepted for publication, but we are grateful for the chance to review it. Thank you also for requesting an editorial letter. In addition to giving you some insight into the selection process, this option allows me (and others on staff) to spend more time with individual submissions.

While inherently subjective, I hope this editorial feedback is both actionable and encouraging.

Here’s what I enjoyed about this piece – I appreciate that this novel plunges us directly into a unique historical time period that not many people will have a great deal of understanding about. It’s especially cool that you have so much experience as a historian of this time and place, and therefore, your reader can trusts that the details you provide are accurate and true to life. Mr. Pool is certainly an interesting, cantankerous, character, and your reader is likely to be compelled by the force of his personality as he crashes through the wilderness. I also enjoyed getting Raven’s perspective up front – an interesting framing device and a good way to signal to your reader that change is afoot in this wilderness.

However, right now, the prose gets in the way of the story somewhat. The characters often think their thoughts directly to the reader, bracketed in single quotation marks. Consider this sequence, for example:

The American trader Peter Pool sat in the front of the canoe watching the raven fly beside his brigade. ‘These fucking birds are a nuisance’, he thought. ‘Always watching, squawking and crapping everywhere. Scaring the game off when we enter the country.’ He felt the rage coming on. Barely seeing the raven through swirling circles of bright lights before his eyes, slicing through the pain in his head. In anger he raised his musket and fired at Raven. The musket’s report scared Raven and sent him spinning towards the water; and he did as the trader predicted – shit everywhere.

The young expressman looked on as Pool totally lost it. Over what? A raven flying too close to their canoe? ‘Merde. What an asshole,’ thought Francois Fornier.‘ We’ve traveled thousands of miles, on treacherous waters, from Montreal. And he loses it over a squawking bird.’

This sort of direct transcription of character thought is distracting in a narrative that is otherwise told in the third person point of view. The more natural way to frame these thoughts would be to put them in the expositional voice: “Peter Pool thought ravens were a fucking nuisance.” That way, your reader won’t have to jump from head to head so quickly, which may cause them to lose track of whose perspective we’re in. Also, people rarely think thoughts so clearly and grammatically in their heads. So, a direct transcription of complete sentences that read more like dialogue, presented as thought, feels artificial to your reader. It can also have the effect of making all of your characters’ thoughts sound as if they’re written in the same voice, as though their internal monologues all sound the same. (On a surface level, wouldn’t Francois be thinking in French?) This can flatten the unique voices of your characters, and it can make them seem more like puppets under the control of a third person narrator than like real people popping off the page. Upon revision, you might want to consider putting your characters’ thoughts into the third person exposition.

On a more general level, this piece is written in the third person omniscient, which means we hop from point of view to point of iew as new characters make their appearance on the page. The omniscient voice isn’t the most modern voice, and it’s more commonly found in the work of Masters like Gabriel Garcia Marquez and George Eliot. In order for the omniscient voice to work well on the page, it’s important that the narrative voice feel separate and distinct from the characters’ voices. Have you ever read One Hundred Years of Solitude, for example? It’s a masterclass on manipulating the thoughts and feelings of a huge cast of characters while maintaining a consistent third person point of view. Upon revision, you might want to consider beefing up the narrative voice as a distinct entity on the page. That way, your reader won’t feel like we’re swinging from close third to close third, which can be confusing. Instead, a confident omniscient voice will hold all of the pieces together.

Finally, just in general, you might want to consider reading your work out loud. That way, you’ll catch awkward grammatical structures and convoluted phrasing as well as typos and missing or misplaced punctuation.

Some other questions I had as a reader about your work that you might consider answering upon revision are:

  • What does your work have to say about the current moment? Why is it important to tell this story now?
  • What does your work have to say about stories of the wilderness?
  • What does your work have to say about how strong personalities interact with difficult circumstances?

I enjoyed reading your work. I hope these comments help to inspire and guide you in your revision process. Thanks again for trusting me (and ************ Mag)! After thoughtful revision, you might consider submitting to the following journals: Pithead Chapel, The Chestnut Review, X-R-A-Y Litmag, and The Jellyfish Review.

Best of luck with this piece and all your future writing endeavors!

Warmly,

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Footnotes:
  1. I’ve always been a ‘content/results first’ guy. It’s not how pretty the excavation looks, or how elegant the project is written. It’s all about the results attained and adequately communicated. And that’s probably where I get into trouble in the literary world. A world where syntax and structure bear a lot more weight in the credibility of a piece of work.[]

‘At the Junction of the Bad and Red Deer Rivers.’ Searching for Peter Fidler’s Long Lost Chesterfield House. Have We Finally Found It?

Wooden statue of trader, mapmaker, Peter Fidler, Elk Point, Alberta, Canada. Fidler served at the nearby Hudson’s Bay Company Buckingham House (c.1792-1800), located along the North Saskatchewan River, just southeast of Elk Point. https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3529/3967919062_060d0fee79_z.jpg

Note: This is a revised and condensed version of an article we recently published in the Saskatchewan Archaeological Newsletter Quarterly, May, 2021 edition, regarding our search for the the Chesterfield House fur trade sites in Spring, 2021. Readers are referred to this edition of the Quarterly for a more detailed version of our findings.

Time and the Unknown

Ah, the mystery of the unknown! It’s one of the things that first drew me to history and archaeology. The thrill of discovering new facts, objects or places, lost or abandoned centuries ago. It didn’t matter if they were only minor footnotes in the bigger picture of human history.

One of the most rewarding and challenging experiences in my career was searching for the many lost fur trade posts in western Canada. The remains of some lay hidden in front of our very noses. Others, so remote and covered by nature, it took considerable effort or sensitive equipment to eventually find them. Still others guard their hiding places well, and to this day, elude discovery.

The remains of the last Hudson’s Bay Company Fort Edmonton (c.1830-1915), located on the Alberta legislature grounds. A fort, whose location was known by only a few historians and archaeologists. In a survey, conducted while excavating this fort in the early 1990s, we discovered that over 60% of the public had no idea the original fort was located on the current Alberta legislature grounds in the heart of Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.

This is a story about a search for one of those fur trade post that has eluded us for many years – Chesterfield House. A search that began in the mid-1960s. But for me it began in c.2005 and continues to this day. Because no one has yet found Chesterfield House.

Searching for Canada’s Fur Trade Forts

In an earlier blog I talked about explorer and mapmaker David Thompson. One of the world’s most remarkable geographers and mapmakers. Thompson visited many western fur trade forts and wrote about them or mapped them. Often he left behind clues for us relocate them. Such as the NWC/HBC Fort Vermilion I (c1798-1830) site in northern Alberta. (https://canehdianstories.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=1894&action=edit)

In this post I focus on another lesser-known but equally competent trader, surveyor and mapmaker, Peter Fidler of the Hudson’s Bay Company (HBC). And in particular, his brief, and sometimes scary stay in southern Saskatchewan at the confluence of the South Saskatchewan and Red Deer Rivers where he would build his fort.

In the fall of 1800 Fidler built Chesterfield House for the HBC. Soon after the North West Company (NWC) built alongside the HBC post, followed by the XY Company. Many (including me) have searched for them but, to this day, they have never been found.

The confluence of the South Saskatchewan and Red Rivers today, near the Saskatchewan-Alberta border, Canada. Somewhere down there on the river flats are the remains of three fur trade forts, over two-hundred years old. Their whereabouts remains a mystery.

Peter Fidler

Born at Bolsover, Derbyshire, England, Peter Fidler (16 August 1769 – 17 December 1822) joined the HBC in 1788. He was trained in surveying and astronomy by Philip Turnor who also trained David Thompson. Fidler became the Company’s chief surveyor and map-maker, much like David Thompson for the NWC.

While acting as trader, explorer, and mapmaker, Fidler also observed and wrote about the Indigenous peoples of the region. He married a Cree woman and learned Native languages to carry out the trade. Occasionally he convinced his Native informants to draw maps of their territories for him. Today these are some of the few surviving Native maps of western Canada (see a former post on the Ki-oo-cus map of southern and central Alberta. (https://canehdianstories.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=266&action=edit). His journeys, largely undertaken in western Canada, covered an estimated 48,000 miles on horseback, foot, canoe and dog team.

Fidler’s superiors admired his toughness and fortitude. For example, while traveling and wintering with the Chipewyan in northern Alberta and the NWT, a near-starving Fidler mentioned what parts of a game animal they ate to stay alive: “We eat everything except the manure.”

Fidler had some incredible adventures as a trader and explorer for the HBC. A few could have ended his life. One of these adventures required constructing a fur trade post on the Western Canadian prairies. He built the fort with the intent of trading with Plains First Nations peoples. After only a few years, Fidler and the other Companies abandoned their forts, barely escaping with their lives.

A map, by Peter Fidler, of the Upper Assiniboine and Swan Lake Regions. Fidler was a very accurate surveyor and cartographer. Not only did he map the lakes, rivers and important land features, he also accurately plotted the locations of the various fur trade post on those maps. This point becomes important later.
Like David Thompson, Peter Fidler used a line-track survey method when mapping the South Saskatchewan River. He would take a compass bearing and then estimate a distance to map that part of the river. This is part of Fidler’s survey of the South Saskatchewan River, up to the confluence of the Red Deer River, superimposed over today’s South Saskatchewan River route. Based on these and other evidence, we assume that Fidler was an accurate surveyor, especially calculating latitude.

Where did the Companies Build?

For many years I heard about the mysterious Chesterfield House(s) and attempts to find them. All searches ended in failure. But why? How could three forts of considerable size, just disappear, without a trace, in the valleys of the Saskatchewan and Red Deer Rivers? Or perhaps, as some researchers suggested, had those waters already swallowed them up leaving no trace behind?

In 2005, while visiting and hunting in the area, and intrigued with the lost Chesterfield House, I too joined the search.

The South Saskatchewan River Valley near Empress. So beautiful with its wide open prairie expanses and bright blue skies.

As with other similar searches, nothing is ever as simple as it first appears. This quest was no exception. It has taken me since 2005 to finally piece enough evidence together to make the modest claim that I might have a candidate where these fur trade forts were built. And I, like others before me, could be totally wrong.

Let’s start our search with Fidler’s Chesterfield House HBC journals (1800 – 1802). In them he gives only a few but very specific references to the fort’s location.

This photograph was taken from the east looking towards the forks of the South Saskatchewan and Red Deer Rivers. Fidler’s two references to the fort’s location are pretty specific. At first I thought he might have built on the island you see in this image which is in front (east) of the juncture of the two rivers. But then in the second quote he specifically says they built on the north side of the river(s). The ‘Bad’ River refers to the South Saskatchewan River. But Fidler has some reservations building on this spot: “Crossed the river to north side and looked out for a place to build at. The woods here are few and bad for building with.” (From Alice Johnson 1967:268. Saskatchewan Journals and Correspondence 1795 – 1802. The Hudson’s Bay Record Society, Volume XXVI) So, Fidler either moved to where there was more suitable wood to build with or he cut wood from elsewhere and hauled it to the junction of the two rivers.

Fidler gives the latitude of the south bank of the Red Deer River where he intends to build: 50o, 55’, 5” (50.9222o). Fidler’s latitude calculations were quite accurate. Longitude was not. But, if we take Fidler at his word, we really don’t need longitude because Fidler gives us a fairly precise east-west reference point where he built the fort – the confluence of the two rivers.

A satellite image of the confluence of the two rivers. The problem with river confluences, is that they can move. You can see the old Red Deer River channels in this image (shown in dark green). At one point in time it flowed into the South Saskatchewan River further north. Some researchers believed this was the original confluence in 1800 and looked for the forts in that area. But, Fidler’s 50o, 55’, 5” (50.9222o) is much closer to the present confluence than to the northern older one.
Peter Fidler’s longitude for the confluence of the rivers was out a considerable distance. Not unusual in those days when highly accurate time pieces were required to estimate how far west from Greenwich Mean time you were located. Fidler’s latitude however, was remarkably accurate, being approximately 15″ or +/- 450 metres out.

While rereading Fidler’s published journals (for the umpteenth time) this spring, I noticed at the end of the 1800-01 trading season a note by the editor: “[Meteorological and Astronomical Observations, made at Chesterfield House, covering 15 manuscript pages, not printed]” (From Alice Johnson 1967:268. Saskatchewan Journals and Correspondence 1795 – 1802. The Hudson’s Bay Record Society, Volume XXVI). I wondered if Fidler gave a more accurate reading of latitude and longitude for Chesterfield House in those unpublished notes. Fortunately I was able to get hold of a copy of his original journal, including the missing 15 pages.

Yes, indeed. Fidler gives two readings for latitude at Chesterfield House: 1) 50o55’12” (50.920o); and, 2) 50o55’21’’ (50.9225o). Both readings are relatively similar to his original north riverbank reading recorded at the confluence of the two rivers where initially he wanted to build. Had they been significantly different then it might suggest he built elsewhere (than right at the confluence).

Next I looked at a few historic maps of the area. One map shows the location of Chesterfield House, marked by a dot, on the north side of the South Saskatchewan River, some distance downriver from the forks. But Fidler stated, “…opposite the mouth of the Red Deers River where we are to build…”

This particular map of the western prairies, shows the confluence of the South Saskatchewan and Red Deer Rivers, with a dot depicting the location of Chesterfield House. That dot is east of the forks on the north bank of the South Saskatchewan River. It likely refers to the later post built by the HBC downriver from the forks in 1821 (which also has never been found). (https://earlycanadianhistory.ca/2018/06/18/what-peter-fidler-didnt-report/)

Then I found another map drawn by both Fidler and his Blackfoot informant, Ak ko Wee ak in 1802. Does the straight line across the Red Deer River, with Chesterfield House’ written on it, indicate where the fort was built? If so, it was built upriver from the confluence of the two rivers.

A map drawn by Fidler’s Blackfoot informant Ak ko Wee ak in 1802. Fidler wrote the names of places on the map. On that map there is a straight vertical line across the South Saskatchewan and Red Deer Rivers. If the line represents where the fort was built, then Chesterfield House was located some distance (distance unknown, because there is no scale) up the Red Deer River. (From HBCA PAM: E.3/2 fos. 103d)
On this map, drawn by Fidler’s informant, Ak ko mok ki, in 1802, there is a little drawing of Chesterfield House located on the north side of the river(s). But its location is very general. The fort could be anywhere within miles of the forks. (From HBCA B.39/a/2 fo.93)

Unfortunately no one, while searching for the forts, has taken the Native maps or Fidler’s latitude reading of the forts location very seriously. Keep in mind, Fidler was a very accurate surveyor for his day, especially when it came to calculating latitude. His readings were out by about 15 seconds of latitude, or +/- 450 metres.

If we ran his latitude for Chesterfield House as a straight straight line across a current map, assuming about 15 seconds (~450m) of error (shown by orange dashed lines on either side of the black line), where might the fort(s) be located?

Peter Fidler’s latitude projected onto a current map of the confluence of the South Saskatchewan and Red Deer Rivers. The orange dashed lines represent the margins of error around his calculations. The orange elliptical shapes are where other archaeologists have searched for the lost forts. The blue elliptical shapes are where no one has searched but are well within Peter Fidler’s margin of error for latitude.
Peter Fidler’s latitude for Chesterfield House, and margins of error, superimposed on a current satellite image of the area. The small yellow rectangle represents the area we are interested in and will discuss shortly. The other dashed line further north is another area archaeologists searched for the forts. The latitude of this area is well beyond Fidler’s margins of error.

Another little hint, where the Chesterfield forts might have been built, was a comment in Peter Fidler’s journals. “Dug up the small bateau that was laid up in the spring: the heavy rise of water in the summer had buried it four feet deep in sand.” (From Alice Johnson 1967:268. Saskatchewan Journals and Correspondence 1795 – 1802. The Hudson’s Bay Record Society, Volume XXVI). Presumably the boat was near the fort. If so, it suggests the fort was located on an inside meander of the river, where flood sediments are deposited. Instead of the outside meander where high water cuts away the bank.

We haven’t looked for these forts at all the possible places that are within Fidler’s range of error for latitude. And there are reasons for it. This is large area filled with dense wolf willow scrub and wild rose bushes that is not too pleasant to walk through, or find things. And Fidler’s reference to the forts being built at the forks of the rivers has perhaps been taken too literally. Would the London Committee reading his journals really care if he built a mile or two either way of the forks?

Searching for rock historic building chimney piles in the dense bush on the lower terraces of the Red Deer River. In some places visibility is poor and walking is tough. Currently there is no LIDAR (laser imaging, detection, and ranging coverage) for this area, which would help immensely to expose detailed surface ground contouring and possible evidence of the sites.

To add yet another obstacle to our search, not everything historical in this area is related to the early 19th century fur trade. This area was occupied and traveled over for thousands of years by First Nations Peoples. It became an important Metis settlement, Riviere La Biche, in the 1870s and 1880s, which would have left physical remains similar to those present at earlier fur trade forts.

A late 19th century chimney and fireplace, built by trappers, the Adsett brothers, still stands in one of the local farmyards in the area. The former Metis settlement of Riviere La Biche, was located around the confluence of the South Saskatchewan and Red Deer Rivers. People built chimneys and fireplaces, similar to these, during the early fur trade. These and other building remains, such as cellars, would be indistinguishable from one another without detailed archaeological exploration. However, unlike the Metis cabins which are scattered over a large area, the Chesterfield House forts, and their buildings, were built in a smaller area, surrounded by stockades.

The Search Continues, Spring 2021

This spring (2021), when preparing this blog, I wanted a good satellite image of the forks area where Chesterfield House might be located. While doing so I noticed a long rectangle-shaped, light-colored outline on the satellite image.

This is the image of the Red Deer River flats on one of the meanders that I first looked at. At this height do you see what I see? Or, do I just have an supercharged imagination?
Here is a closer view of the satellite image. Do you see the long rectangle, lightly highlighted, oriented in a northeast-southwest direction in this image? Quite often simple aerial photography and other types of imagery can pick up features from the air, not seen on the ground by the naked eye.

This is the feature I see when looking the the satellite image. The long rectangle is relatively well-pronounced. The other lines to the west are not as definite. The NWC and HBC were built together, enclosed in a common stockade, which is explains the long, rectangular outline. Fidler states the XY Company built just west of his fort.

After reviewing the historic documents, satellite images, and constructing arguments that this might be the lost Chesterfield House forts, the next step was to re-revisit the site and look for physical clues on the ground.

So, my wife, Gabriella Prager, also an archaeologist, and I drove to the Empress area in April to see what we could see. When I visited this same location in 2005, I saw some rock scatters and slight depressions. It was time to reevaluate what those features might be, relative to this new-found evidence.

Once there, we looked for depressions, pits, rocks or mounds or any other evidence that could indicate a human occupation. The surface of this area is quite undulating and uneven from repeated flooding and scouring over the years. Just how much sediment covers the original 1800 ground surface is uncertain without excavating. However, based on other floodplains of this vintage (e.g., the NWC/HBC Fort Vermilion I site, northern Alberta), there could be as much as one-half metre or more sediments covering the original land surface and the remains of anything built on that surface. Fidler’s description of the bateau buried in over four feet of river sediments is most telling in this regard. And that was just one of many flooding events since then.

The area in question, where the long rectangular outline in the satellite photograph appears. Slightly elevated, the area contains little shrubbery, as was also the case in 2005.

When walking the area we noticed the ground was slightly elevated on the east and south sides. These elevated areas were likely responsible for the light-colored lines we saw on the satellite image. Normally, old stockade lines are slightly depressed, even after flooding. We did however also notice a few rock scatters and slight depressions with the rectangular outline.

Walking along the elevated ridge on the east side of the rectangle. This could be an old river terrace edge. The south edge is also elevated. However, there are no visible surface signs of anything where the west and north lines occur on the satellite image.
A small scatter of rocks. Possibly the remnants of a fireplace. But from what time period? Remember, this is a floodplain and rocks don’t float. So, it’s not a natural event. This definitely is evidence of human activities.
Gabriella Prager taking notes and GPS coordinates of a small depression on the site.

What We Concluded

It would be folly to state, without first excavating and testing this area, that we have discovered the Chesterfield House sites. We first need to find certain kinds of other archaeological evidence to suggest that these features, and that intriguing rectangular satellite image, are related to the early 19th century fur trade, and not some later period Metis household: 1) footer trenches representing palisades; 2) early 19th century artifacts representing the time period in question; 3) more building remains confined to the rectangle; and, 4) considerable amounts of animal bone from both human consumption of wild game and making meat provisions for the trip downriver.

There are things about this site that are troubling and do not fit what I expect to see on the surface of the ground; if this were a historic fur trade fort. First is the lack of more obvious visible surface features such as chimney piles and cellar depressions. Second, is the lack of visible faunal debris, or any artifacts. Given the amount of meat consumed, animal bone remains are typically considerable at forts such as this.

To some degree, this lack of evidence might be explained by the amount of flooding that has occurred in the area. If substantial, it may have covered any historic remains with considerable sediments and infilling most depressions that would be cellars, privies, and refuse pits. However, at other fur trade sites abandoned for over 200 years and constantly flooded, we have observed more pronounced surface features than we see here. However, currently we know little about flooding episodes and depositional rate of sediments of the Red Deer River, which could be quite different from our northern rivers.

To be clear, without further investigations, what we (and others) have found is definite proof of a human occupation of some sort at this spot. Based on the historic evidence regarding Chesterfield House, this location is a suitable candidate for these early NWC, HBC and XY Company forts. But, that’s as far as we can go presently. The area warrants further archaeological investigations to either refute or verify our claim.

EndNote

For those of who you who are aspiring students of history or archaeology, there’s a simple lesson here. Combining the evidence from two disciplines (history and archaeology) usually results in a more complete understating of human history. Not always, but better two independent lines of evidence to examine a problem of history, than only one. And perhaps, with the new remote sensing imagery, more than only two disciplines is necessary to eventually find these rather elusive historic forts.

There’s No More Grist for Our Mill

In Western Canada, early fur trade fort inhabitants relied mostly on large amounts of wild game meat for their food. By the 1840’s, the Hudson’s Bay Company Fort Edmonton grew enough grain to make flour. Occasionally, when the crops and the game failed, times got real tough at many of these forts. Especially in the north. Photograph of reconstructed Fort Edmonton with the grist mill in the background (courtesy of the City of Edmonton Archives, EA-207-325).

Fort Wedderburn, Lake Athabasca, Athabasca District, Spring, 1821

George Simpson sat at his rough, crudely made wooden table carefully composing his letter to the shareholders of the Hudson’s Bay Company in London. Also, carefully balancing himself on his rickety chair with the one leg shorter than the others. His breath came out in short puffs, it was so cold in the little log cabin facing the large expanse of frozen lake. The fire was roaring in the hearth, barely keeping the little room warm. He wrote quickly so the ink wouldn’t freeze on the tip of his goose quill pen.

He glanced up at his clerk, William, who was patiently waiting for his new governor to finish the letter, so he could pack it with the other dispatches on the canoe brigades to York Factory. And then off to London by ship. William usually wrote the dispatches for Simpson, but not this time. This matter was much too important for a mere clerk to undertake.

William already recognized that look on the new governor’s face. Simpson was in a foul mood, shaking his head and writing furiously. “This nonsense must stop William. The Native women are important to the trade, both in their knowledge of the country, their work, and the alliances they form when they enter marriages with the men of the trade.”

“But those morons in London don’t seem to understand this simple fact. They insist we not support women at our inland posts. Imbeciles. All of them.”

He leaned over his letter and wrote some more. “How does this sound William?”:

“Connubial alliances are the best security we can have of the good will of the natives. I have therefore recommended the Gentlemen to form connections with the principal families immediately on their arrival, which is no difficult matter, as the offer of their Wives and Daughters is the first token of their friendship and hospitality.” (Parts of a letter sent by George Simpson to the London Committee of the Hudson’s Bay Company, May 15, 1821)

He looked up at William, as if waiting for approval of his work. Then he smiled. Somehow it always felt good when you could vent by writing. “Anyway, what can they do in London to stop us if we dearly need the help of women to be successful in the trade? How will they ever find out?”

William wasn’t about to argue with his new master. Even if he had a contrary opinion. Which he didn’t. Simpson had a long memory when someone crossed him.

“It sounds fine, Sir. I’ll make sure it’s sent out with the spring brigades once the ice goes out.”

“That’ll be all then, William. I need some rest. This business with the women saps the energy out of me.”

As William left and closed the governor’s door behind him, he thought to himself. If you didn’t stay up all night entertaining those ‘bits of brown’, as you call them, perhaps you wouldn’t feel so tired. He shook his head and went to his quarters. He would send an additional note along with Simpson’s letter to one of Simpson’s staunchest supporters among the shareholders. A Sir Arthur Meddlock. Chairman of the board. All hell would break loose when this issue came up at the London Committee meeting.

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“…we have it in contemplation to make up the Clothes principally at this place and at the English Establishments which….would reduce the Expense very materially as the labour would actually cost nothing it being the duty of the Women at the different Posts to do all that is necessary in regard to Needle Work.” (HBC, Minutes of Council Northern Department of Rupert Land, 1821-22)

London, England, December, 1821

The shareholders met in the enormous hall, in London, England to discuss the Honorable Company’s business in the Colonies. They were some of the most powerful men of the Hudson’s Bay Company, and England, which was now preparing to monopolize the Canadian fur trade in North America. After just recently amalgamating with their Canadian rival, the North West Company.

But tonight, instead of celebrating their achievement, there was strife and tension in the air. Not everyone was happy. In fact, a few were livid.

One of the Company shareholders, a Sir Jeremy Jacobs, was shouting at Sir Arthur Meddlock. Jacobs was young, opinionated and often quite brazen at these meetings. In short, mostly full of himself.

“Why, in the name of the King of bloody England, Mr. Meddlock, must we feed and support these women at our inland posts? They’re a burden to us and only reduce our bloody profits. Yet, you sit there nonchalantly as if it really doesn’t matter.” He waited for Meddlock to respond. There was only silence.

So, he continued. “The Company men were strictly forbidden to support the Indian population at the inland forts. But, from what I hear, they ignore these instructions at every turn. How could that Simpson recommend such a thing? He, of all people, should know better. Perhaps we should look for another Governor to run this most honorable enterprise.” Jacobs spat out these last words in Meddlock’s face. A face which was becoming increasingly crimson by the second.

Meddlock, as Chair of these sometimes rowdy meetings, always the diplomat and man of control, was beginning to lose his patience with the young, brash Jacobs.

“It can’t be stopped Sir Jacobs. I’ve been informed by the Governor that the women are necessary to carry out the Company’s business and comfort the men. Without them our operations simply wouldn’t work.”

Another shareholder piped up. ” Necessary? Necessary to warm their beds, you mean. And I hear Simpson is the worst of the lot. They’re beginning to call him the ‘father’ of the fur trade. And, for good reason. He’s lost count of the number of children he’s sired from so many different Native women.”

“These women cost us an arm and a leg and then produce offspring who then cost us even more. And what are we going to do with all these people? We can’t employ them all. This must stop Mr. Chairman. Before it really gets out of hand.”

“With all due respect Sir Franklin, it can’t be stopped. If we stopped it, we would never recruit another man to work in the Colonies. And our fort operations would suffer considerably. Instead, I propose we formally indenture the women and officially put them to work, which they already do, to help our operations.”

As soon as Meddlock uttered these words, all hell broke out again in the great hall. Most were opposed. Some were convinced that Simpson was right. “Stop. Enough. Order, or I’ll adjourn this meeting.” Finally, the Chair managed to regain order.

Franklin however, was not finished. “Sir, let me get this right. Are you suggesting we put these women and children on the books?”

“That’s exactly what I’m suggesting. That’s what Simpson wants. In that way we can better manage the trade and the costs instead of simply ignoring them. That’s Simpson’s plan.”

Again there was an uproar. Jacobs was now standing. Approaching Meddlock and pointing accusingly at him. Becoming more threatening and menacing every moment.

“This is sheer lunacy, Meddlock. It must be stopped. I demand it be stopped. I think you’re in league with that scoundrel Simpson.”

“Sir Jacobs. Keep your confounded wig on man,” the chairman shouted out. “Enough already. It seems we are divided on this topic. Any suggestions as to how to proceed?” No one answered. Most were too busy fuming, not thinking.

Meddlock, now having regained his composure looked around the room and then calmly spoke. The room fell silent. “Then I have one. One or two of you go to the Colonies and spend a year in the interior to observe the situation. Then report back to this committee so we can make an informed decision. It seems Mr. Simpson’s opinion alone is insufficient on this matter.”

Suddenly, heads dropped, eyes turned to the floor, and human bodies shrank, no longer puffed up, but becoming smaller. Trying their best to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible. No one volunteered.

Meddlock looked into the eyes of Jacobs, still standing, a finger pointing, frozen like a statue in front of him. Jacobs felt suddenly exposed, realizing too many eyes were looking at him.

“Jacobs! You seem to be most opposed in this matter. What say you? Want to join Simpson in the Colonies for a year? It would do you some good. Give you a whole new perspective.”

Jacobs only sputtered. Thinking of how this could possibly do him any good. He really didn’t want a new perspective. “Sir, I couldn’t leave my family, my business and spend my time with those savages out there. Impossible, Sir. Quite impossible.” With that Jacobs turned and looked around for other volunteers. Hoping, almost pleading that someone else would raise their hand. No one did. A few members had already quietly slipped out of the room.

“Well Jacobs since you only wish to argue and shout, but not gain new information, maybe we should just put the matter to a vote, and stop all this nonsense.” Meddlock again watched as the hall turned into an uproar. Only now a number of shareholders were in Jacobs’ face telling him, imploring him, even threatening him, to go to Canada and gather information.

Jacobs’ pride, now at stake, looking quite defeated, finally succumbed. After all, he was the most vocal one in the group. He gathered his courage, and then looked defiantly into Meddlock’s eyes. “Alright Sir. I’ll bloody go and see why we need these people at our posts.” With those words a loud cheer went up in the hall. From the usually very ‘proper and reserved’ English gentlemen. Many came by to pat Jacobs on the back and congratulate him on his decision. Mostly glad that they weren’t the ones going. Jacobs simply nodded. Wondering what the hell he had just gotten himself into.

Arthur Meddlock looked calmly on, thinking. This one has more guts than I thought. Young. Rich. Independent. But still willing to go on a journey that most men of his stature would shy away from. Well, we’ll see Sir Jeremy Jacobs, what it is you’re really made of.

“Well, the matter’s settled then. We’ll postpone a vote on this issue until we hear back from Sir Jacobs.” With that the Chairman pounded his gavel hard on the table. The meeting was officially adjourned. And the dining and wining soon began.

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Fort Vermilion, Athabasca District, Canada, Fall, 1822

“…a petty post erected on the north bank of the river, and so completely embossomed in the woods, that we did not catch a glimpse of it until we were among huts, and surrounded by howling dogs and screeching children. At this sylvan retreat there were but three rude houses…and there was not a picket or palisade to guard them from either savage or bear. This mean abode was dignified with the name of fort.” (HBC Fort Assiniboine, 1825, Alexander Ross)

The Hudson’s Bay Company’s McLeod Fort (c.1879), constructed in the interior of British Columbia. The words, ‘Fort Misery’ was clearly written over the front door of this fort building (bottom right photograph). Many of these forts were not exactly what people today envision a fort should look like.

They landed their canoes on the banks of the Peace River in front of Fort Vermilion. Jacobs looked up the bank searching for any signs of a fort. His back was killing him. His ass was numb from sitting endless hours in the large freight canoe.

“Well Lafleur, where is it? The fort?”

“Just up the bank, Sir.” Again Jacobs looked frantically for the fort. He stood to get a better look and then tried to get out of the freight canoe. He almost fell face first into the Peace River, only to be rescued just in time by one of the French Canadians. Someone smacked him on the back as he scrambled up the muddy, steeply sloped bank.

“Welcome to Fort Vermilion, Sir. One of the mightiest forts on the Peace River. Actually, one of the few forts on the river. Isn’t she a sight to behold.”

Jacobs, now standing on the top of the bank, simply stared. There before him stood a few crude log shanties, surrounded by a solid wood picket fence of some sort. About the height of a man. These were certainly not fort walls. With no bastions or blockhouses. No galleries. No cannons. Suddenly a pack of barking dogs and screaming children ran by nearly knocking him over. Going where? He didn’t know.

“You call this a fort, LaFleur? Christ, you’re joking? This is the servants’ quarters, right? Where’s the real fort?” He looked imploringly at LaFleur. Hoping that the man was only pulling his leg.

“No Sir. This is it. This is where you’ll be living until next spring. Isn’t it lovely. Cozy even. Wouldn’t you think. I’m sure a little below a man of your stature, Sir Jacobs. But it works well, when the temperatures drop to minus forty below Fahrenheit.”

Jacobs looked at LaFleur incredulously. “Forty below Fahrenheit? You’re kidding me my friend, right?”

“No. No joke. The temperature, she drop low in this country, in the winter. Keeps everything frozen and fresh. I saw once where the mercury, she disappear in the bottom of the thermometer.” He chuckled as if this was some kind of joke.

Jacobs simply stared at the French Canadian. This entire trip had been one big nightmare since he left England. First he puked his guts out coming over the Atlantic Ocean to York Factory, in that rolling Company tub called a ‘ship’. Then, sitting in a canoe for endless miles. Traveling up the rivers and lakes, swatting swarms of mosquitoes so thick you could hit them with a paddle, and knock hundreds out of the air with one stroke. What the fuck was he doing out here anyway? In this god-forsaken wilderness.

“Come. I show you to your living quarters. Only about five below zero in there in the winter. Cozy. Near the fire, it’s much better. Your feet thaw, and you’re ass freezes. But if you turn often enough, it’s quite nice. Don’t fall asleep though. Either your ass or mouth will freeze shut.” At this bit of humor, after he looked at the expression on Jacobs’ face, he broke out in fits of laughter.

Hé, Henry, ce nouveau est sur le point de vivre le temps de sa vie. (Heh, Henry, this new one is about to experience the time of his life.)” The two men roared with laughter, leaving a poor Sir Jacobs perplexed, scared and clearly shaken. Then they grabbed his belongings and took him to his quarters. After seeing them he was even more shaken.

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April 6th, 1822. “The advantages of this place are very few over any other except it is that ground is tilled for our gardens and being a critical place for the Natives to bring their find.” (HBCA B.224/e/1)

April 7th, 1822. “The disadvantages rise from the exhausted state of the country in larger animals which renders it very difficult to procure fresh meat upon which the people of the establishments have been hitherto chiefly fed.” (Report of the establishment of For Vermilion (Peace River) Athabasca Department, 1822/23 by Colin Campbell) (HBCA B.224/e/1)

Trader, Colin Campbell and his family sat around the supper table and watched their new guest as he stared at the food on his plate. Sir Jacobs, it seemed, was somewhat reluctant to tuck in and eat his meal.

“If you don’t mind me asking Mr. Campbell, what exactly is this on my plate?” Jacobs kept eyeing his meat. Poking it with his fork but not quite ready to give it a go. Wondering if it might jump off his plate.

“Well, you’re in for a treat tonight, Jacobs. Potatoes and turnips from the gardens. And one of the hunters brought in a lynx. That’s lynx meat. The finest there ever was.” Campbell waited expectantly as Jacobs took a fork full. Finally, putting it slowly in his mouth. Wincing as he did so.

Suddenly he beamed. Surprised. “Why it’s quite good, Campbell. Very delicate and a fine flavor. I never would have thought a member of the cat family could taste this good. How did you come upon it, if I may ask?” He looked expectantly at his host for an answer.

“Natives, Sir Jacobs. They know what’s good to eat and what’s not. If we didn’t have them around, we’d be lost.” Jacobs simply nodded making a mental note.

Jacobs, quite intrigued by his host’s last comment, wanted to know more. “Surely Campbell, you and your men can hunt. No need to hire these savages to hunt for you? Is there?”

Campbell, after stuffing another potato in his mouth, looked at his guest. Thinking. Well can’t blame him for thinking like that. I was no better when I first came out. Wait. Until it gets really tough. Then he’ll realize what I’m talking about.

Campbell responded with a more leveled answer to Jacobs’ question. “Hunting in this land is very hard, especially in the winter. The wild game has been almost decimated over the many years from feeding our people. If you don’t know what you’re doing out there, you could die hunting.”

“And that lynx, Sir Jacob. That you’re eating. I’ll bet you won’t even see one, let alone get a shot at it, before you leave next spring. They’re extremely cagey and hard to trap, let alone shoot.”

Campbell’s Metis wife, Elizabeth, looked up at at her husband, then at Jacobs, wondering why this man was even here. Elizabeth recognized arrogance when she saw it. And this man, Jacobs, absolutely dripped of it. But she didn’t say anything, keeping her peace. It was not what you said about the north to convince someone. It’s what the land did to you when you lived in it, that did the talking. It touched your very soul. Your very being. Occasionally letting you know that your life hung on a thread. He would soon come to realize these things.

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Hard Times Ahead, November, 1822

“So, Roy, how’s the harvest looking? How are our meat supplies holding up?”

Roy stirred and fidgeted not wanting to really answer his superior’s question. Because he might not like what he was about to hear. Finally, after Colin Campbell wouldn’t stop gazing at him, he reluctantly spoke up.

“We’ve had a bad harvest, Sir. The potatoes got an early frost and yielded little. The wheat, oats and barely were almost totally destroyed by locusts. We have little grist to feed our mill, to make flour for bannock. The game animals, what’s left of them, this year are poor, because of a hard winter last year. Sir, I don’t know if we’ll make it to spring. Unless the wild game picks up or we send our hunters further out. If the fisheries work this winter, maybe there’s a chance.”

“Then trade for more meat with the Natives.”

“Sir. They’re no better off than we are. Just barely able to make it themselves. I’m afraid this winter could be a bad one. We must ration carefully, and with any luck, we might survive until spring.”

Campbell looked concerned. By now he knew this country well enough. And when it decided to treat you cruelly, you more often then not, paid a high price. It was sometimes like this. The perfect storm. Both the crops and wild game populations failed. And then you prayed. For a miracle. But he realized those, like food, were in also in short supply in northern Canada. It seemed as if God wasn’t listening too well up here. No matter how loud and hard they prayed.

“Is there anything else we can do before winter sets in, Roy?”

Roy only shook his head. Then he hesitated before going on. “The women, Sir. They might be able to help. And a strange thing, Sir. They all left.”

Campbell looked at Roy, a little alarmed, waiting for more information. “Where to Roy? Where in the hell did they go this time of the year? Everything is nearly frozen up.”

“Out to the lakes and marshes behind us, Sir. They set up a camp there. My woman says they will stay there for at least two weeks. Or, until everything freezes up.”

At Roy’s words, Campbell became really alarmed. The women sensed this was going to be a tough winter. Disaster awaited them unless they acted. Now. He didn’t ask Roy any further questions. The women knew what to do when times got tough. If the game animals failed, their flour wouldn’t last until spring. The women knew this too. Maybe that’s why they left.

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It was snowing hard. Campbell came into Jacob’s quarters, quickly slamming the door behind him, trying to keep the freezing cold out, and dusting off the fresh snow from his coat. A fire was blazing in the fireplace and there sat Jacobs with his boots almost in it. Trying to thaw out his frozen toes. He had been out at the hunter’s tents and had just come back. He was exhausted and incredibly cold. It was one of those stormy late December evenings. Everything outside snapped and crackled it was so cold.

Campbell looked at Jacobs’ feet. “Christ, Jacobs. You can’t be wearing those stupid leather boots this time of year. You’ll freeze your toes off, man.”

“I think it’s too late Colin. They might fall off any second now. How can you stand it out in this cold?” Finally the shivering Jacobs got his boots off, but it took some time before he could feel his toes again.

Mary, one of the young Chipewyan women who was looking after Jacobs looked at his toes and then his boots. Bad. Very bad. What a foolish Englishman. They all were when they first came to this country. Trying to look the ‘proper gentlemen’ in those foolish clothes. Who were they trying to impress anyway? The moose?

She looked at Jacobs with concern. “Here Sir. Put these on.” She produced a beautiful pair of moose hide moccasins that nearly reached his knees. They were lined with fur and wool blanket, and double-soled. “These will keep your feet from freezing.”

Jacobs took the moccasins from her and pulled them on. He sighed in relief. Ah, yes. Oh, that felt so good. “Mary, these are wonderful. You made them?”

“Yes, Sir. We make all the clothing for the men and children. Or they would freeze to death in the winter.” Jacobs simply stared at her and then at his new footwear. At the intricate stitching, the beautiful bead work. And, slowly it dawned on him why the women were so necessary at these god-forsaken, ‘colder than anything he ever experienced’, so-called forts.

“And you’ll need these too.” She handed Jacobs a fine wool capote, colorful wool sash, and large fur-lined mittens. And a large fur hat. The next day he walked around outside in his new footwear and clothing feeling quite relieved and a little bit more in control of his northern surroundings.

Later that evening Jacobs dined with trader Colin Campbell and Elizabeth. Now, contented enough with his new, warm clothing.

But the meager amount of food on his plate in front of him worried him.

“Not for me to interfere, Colin, but we seem to be eating less and less as the winter wears on. I think I’ve already lost ten pounds. Is there a problem?”

Campbell, at first reluctant to confide in this English nobleman and Company shareholder, decided he should know what was going on.

“We’re near January Jacobs and already running out of food. The hunters are having a hard time finding game. I haven’t heard any news from the men at the fishery. Our grain and potato supplies are down to almost nothing. Mainly because of the bad harvest. There could be a lot of trouble ahead. Unless we find some wild game soon. As you now know, our hunters are miles away from the fort, but find little.”

When they finished their meal, both men sat in silence, sipping their brandy, letting those rather somber facts slip into reality. The fort’s inhabitants were in deep trouble.

Jacobs looked at Campbell, clearly alarmed. He liked this man. He did everything possible to keep his people safe, healthy and happy. But, a lack of food put everyone on edge. And Jacobs had found out the hard way, while at the hunters’ camp, what hunting was like in the back country. Snow up to your waist in places. Dense forests. And the eternal bitter, bitter cold. It froze your hands instantly when you removed your mittens. The equipment froze up and malfunctioned. And even sometimes the more fragile metal pieces on the muskets broke. The nearest gunsmith was over a thousand miles away.

“Well, can’t you just ask for help, Campbell? Surely others are better off than we are?”

Campbell gazed at Jacobs with only a look that someone drinking would look at a friend, who had just said something foolish. “Jeremy. What help? We are in the middle of fucking-nowhere. The nearest forts are no better off than we are. You can’t just wave your magic wand and make this all better. We could die.”

Jacobs, as only a pompous, pampered nobleman could, responded. “But that’s not possible, Colin. Surely we can buy some help.”

Campbell was about to slap his newly made friend on the side of the head, but stopped short when one his children came into the room, crying.

“Daddy, I’m hungry. Is there something to eat? Please daddy. I need something to eat.” Before she could utter another word Elizabeth swept into the room and scooped her up, carrying her away still screaming about wanting something to eat.

Jacobs looked at Campbell. “Jesus, Colin. What are we going to do? Campbell simply took another sip of his brandy. Hope, he thought. Pray. Maybe there would be some luck with the hunt. Or, maybe just wait for a slow, agonizing death.

Chipewyan moccasins. Lined with fur or Hudson’s Bay Company wool blankets, to keep the cold out. Often beautifully embroidered with colorful glass bead work: “…the only tailors and washer women in the country, and make all the mittens, moccasins, fur caps, deer skin coats, etc., etc., worn in the land. (Explorer Robert Ballantyne, talking about the role of Metis women at the Hudson’s Bay Company forts, 1840)
The Hudson’s Bay Company blanket became much more than just a blanket used for sleeping. It furnished First Nations and Metis with a strong, dense, warm material for making the winter clothing needed to survive in Northern Canada. The Canadian Capote became an essential piece of winter clothing. A truly Canadian invention and adaptation. Leggings were also made from wool blankets. Even moccasins were lined with them. The image on the left shows a Chipewyan hunter shooting a wood buffalo (painted by American, Frederick Remington). The image on the right shows a Cree hunter with his winter clothing (painted by Canadian novelist and painter, Arthur Heming).

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Late March, 1823

It was a bright sunny day. Trying to make up for the temperature dropping to minus thirty degrees the night before. Most of the fort people had barely made it this far through the winter. But some of the children and a few adults got sick with the ‘chin cough’ (Whooping Cough) and died. The fort was not a happy place.

The hunters brought in just enough game to keep everyone going. The boys set snares in the forests hoping to catch some of the white hares. Potatoes, grain and dried meat were all expended. Animal fat seemed only like a far-away dream – a long-forgotten commodity. The fishery had failed.

Early spring in the northern forests was the worst time of all. What animals remained were lean and in poor condition. The hunters were sometimes too weak to even hunt them. This was the time of year when everyone suffered the most. Or died.

Times like these called for desperate measures. Colin Campbell gathered his people around him. “Break out the rough hides. Scrape the hair off them and boil them. That’s all we have to eat for a bit.” Before he said any more, Elizabeth and most of the fort women stepped up.

Jacobs, now down to skin and bones, looked on. He feared for his life. He might never see England again. But he was curious. What were the women up to?

Elizabeth spoke up. “Bring some men and follow us to the marshes. We made food supplies there last fall, in case we ran into trouble this spring. It’s time to gather them.”

Jacobs, almost too weak to walk, got up rather wobbly and followed. “I’m coming along Colin. I have to see this. What did they collect?”

“I don’t know Jeremy. We’ll see soon enough.” They followed the women up the river terraces, and into the back country. Trails led in every direction, but the women seemed to know which ones to take to get to their destination.

They finally arrived at a small, shallow lake surrounded by marsh and cattails as far as the eye could see. There beside the shore stood many low tent-like structures made out of poles, covered with bark and snow. Inside hanging on thin poles were rows and rows of cattail rhizomes. Thousands of them. Collected by the women last fall, as the ice set in.

Campbell looked at his wife questionably. “What is this Elizabeth? What are these plants?”

“They’re cattail roots, Colin. They’re well dried and frozen now. When we thaw them, we’ll pound them into flour and make Native bannock.”

Jacobs looked on having a hard time believing what he was seeing. “Elizabeth, you can eat these? They don’t look that good to me. Probably poisonous.”

“Jeremy, don’t be so foolish.” Elizabeth poked him the ribs, almost knocking him over he was so weak.

“These roots are as filling and as nutritious as potatoes. It just takes a lot more work to gather and prepare them. That’s what the women spent two weeks last fall doing up here. Up to their knees in the freezing water pulling cattails. They make a great cake over the fire. Much like bannock.”

“But how do you know this, Elizabeth?”

Elizabeth looked at Jacobs as if he were the biggest fool around. Which of course he was when it came to surviving in northern Canada. The other women giggled and broke out babbling in languages he didn’t understand. And then she softened. Like all the Whites in this country, how would he know. A pampered English nobleman would never think of eating cattails.

“We know Jeremy. What to do when times are tough. The women saw this coming last fall. That’s why the Native side of my people survived in this country for thousands of years. Because we learned and we know.”

Jacobs was suddenly jolted into a new reality and only nodded in agreement. Now, after living at this fort, with these people, it all seemed so obvious. Now that he actually lived in the country. Felt its wrath and unforgiving harshness. These women and men, possessing thousands of years of knowledge about the land, were indispensable to the Company.

He also realized, in the great fur trading halls of London, no one really knew what was needed out here. In the future they would have to listen more carefully to Simpson’s recommendations.

That evening, after hauling the cattail rhizomes back to the fort and pounding them into flour, everyone got a few mouthfuls of nutritious food. At least to make it through tomorrow and many more days.

After their meal, Campbell and Jacobs sat, sipping their brandy and smoking their pipes. Both men were somewhat contemplative. No longer so fretful. They would get through the harsh spring. And when the cattails grew again, if there was no other game, there was more food awaiting them if they needed it.

“So, Sir Jacobs. You’re ready to take the spring ice out with the brigades. And eventually back to England. What are your thoughts about the trade and this life?” Campbell had been briefed on why Jacobs had been sent inland.

“My thoughts, my friend, and my memories, will forever linger on this place and their peoples. Especially the women.” Campbell probed no more on the subject. He just knowingly smiled. With that the two men toasted with a another glass of brandy, and talked long into the night about the affairs of the Company.

Canada possesses a wealth of wild edible plants. Some of them growing right under our very noses. Bulrush, or cattail, is one of them.

Hudson’s Bay Headquarters, London, England, 1823

“Let the meeting come to order. I would like to welcome back Sir Jeremy Jacobs from the Colonies. Sir, you have something you want to share with us?”

Sir Jacobs stood, walked over to the Chairman’s table and plopped down a rather hefty report which he had written while on the ship back to England.

“It’s all in there gentlemen. Together with my recommendations regarding the Natives and the women.”

He gazed around the room and looked at the round, plump, well fed faces. And bodies. Some so portly they barely fit into their chairs. He was just beginning to regain some of the weight he had lost in Canada.

Then he picked up a large platter loaded with little flat cakes off the enormous wooden table. They were still steaming, hot off the griddle. “Before I brief you on what’s in the report, gentlemen, help yourselves to my special cakes. What I’m about to tell you will be more meaningful once you’ve tasted these.

End Notes

If you’re ever lost in our vast Canadian wilderness, with nothing to eat, there are many wild plants out there to survive on. If you know what to look for. According to Outdoor Canada, there are over 350 wild edible plants in Canada. Northern Bushcraft lists eight-four edible wild plants in Alberta. And nearly as many in Saskatchewan, Manitoba and the other Canadian provinces.

When I was at Simon Fraser University, we went on a survival field trip, trying our best to live off the land for a few days along the Pacific Coast. Not easy believe me. One of the first books I read before going was by renowned ethnobotanist Nancy J. Turner. In it she listed the edible British Columbia plants that First Nations gathered. An excellent source. Cattail rhizomes were on that list. So, of course, I tried them.

First I pulled the cattails out of the muck. Then I picked off the rhizomes, washed and baked them on low heat to dry them. I pounded, ground them into a kind of flour, added water and made a dough or paste. Once I flattened them out into little cakes, I fried them like bannock. They were quite good. And, I’m still alive. Quite nutritious actually. Very high in carbohydrates. For more information about their nutrient content, go to this page.

Cattail rhizomes (above left) contain a lot of carbohydrates. Cattail pollen (below right) can also be used as a flour and eaten. According to ethnohistoric sources, both the Slave and Chipewyan gathered these plants for food. Be sure to collect them from non-polluted waters.

The role Indigenous women played in the Canadian fur trade cannot be overestimated. Without their work and support, fur trade forts would not have been operational. But the presence and support of First Nations and Metis women, and their children, was a real sore spot with the Hudson’s Bay Company shareholders for many years. Most traders however, just ignored what was considered official Company policy – not to allow women to live at the Company forts. This continued until 1821 when the Company finally officially recognized that the trade couldn’t operate without the help of women.

The cattail bannock story underlines just how important Native traditional knowledge was for the men at these remote inland forts. Many were fresh off the boats from Britain and knew nothing about the Canadian wilderness. It also underlines the sometimes extreme conditions that prevailed at these inland posts. Hunger and starvation in the north, sometimes was just around the corner. Especially as wild game animal populations declined in a region.

While George Simpson was a great organizer and administrator, he was also a notorious womanizer. His numerous liaisons are well documented in the annals of Canadian fur trade history. But he immediately recognized that women played a very critical, important role in the trade and operation of the forts. His bluntness about such matters would have occasionally ruffled some feathers in the London halls among the Hudson’s Bay Company’s shareholders.

Wild rose found throughout Canada. The rose hips were an important source of vitamin C. An essential vitamin to stave off scurvy in the Canadian wilderness.