Title: Adam Wilson Graham diary entry dated February 18, 1870
Author: Graham, Adam Wilson
Source: Archives of Manitoba MG3 B10, Andrew Wilson Graham, 1 file (Typewritten transcription)
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Transcription

the gate by the guard we saw a fresh dug grave to the
left with a cannon carriage straddle it. This we were
told was Scott's grave.

We were directed to the building where we
would find Riel. A clerk sat by a desk. We asked to see
Riel, who was in another room with Bishop Taché who had
just returned from Rome. They both came in, but Taché
went out again. Riel came toward us. I arose and said,
"Mr. Riel, we have called to get passed to leave the
country." He became very angry and said, "if you wish to
see Mr. Riel you will have to go five miles from here;
I am the President. I will see that you do not starve
for the next six weeks." He stamped his foot on the floor,
went out and slammed the door behind him. I sat down but
my hair remained standing. I did not wish to be his guest
another six weeks. I think the clerk understood my feel-
ings for he gave us passes to get out of the Fort. Af-
ter we got through the gate I walked fast and so lightly
I hardly felt my feet touch the ground. We went to see
Dr. O'Donnell, who was in favour with Riel and next day he
got us the passes, and on March 12 we left Winnipeg on
our return journey with horse and sleigh.

On reaching Pembina the weather was stormy and
snow deep and hard for the horses to travel, so most of
party decided to wait till the weather became more
favorable; but P. McArthur, J. Latimer and myself decide-
ed to push on. So we secured a dog sled on which we tied
our robe, blankets, an axe, some pemmican, hard bread and
tea. We also had a bottle of Painkiller, a small flask
of brandy, three tin cups tied to our belts in which to
melt snow, some matches, and on snow shoe we pushed on,
leaving the rest to follow later. We took turns at haul-
ing the sled.

When near Grand Forks we saved the life of the
American consul, Oscar Malmaras, a small man, near-sight-
ed, who was on his way by dog train from Winnipeg to St.
Cloud. He became separated from his man and dogs by
starting on foot while his man was hitching up. When he
got to the trail he turned north instead of south. The
train went south to overtake him and so left him behind.
There came on an awful blizzard. We heard him call and
found him nearly exhausted and wanted to lie down and
sleep. We dug a bed in the snow, laid in it our robe
and blankets, put him in, gave him a swallow of brandy,
and covered him up, and went on to Grand Forks. His man
came back and found him by seeing a piece of axe handle
protruding through the snow, brought him to Grand Forks,
where there was a log house and mail station.

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