National Geographic : 1947 Jun
', International Stoney Indians Assemble at Their Tepee Camp for a Parade in Banff For a week each summer the tribesmen move to town from their reservation at Morley, Alberta. Daily they ride through the streets as part of Banff's Indian Days celebration. Most of all, they enjoy competing for prizes in song, dance, and riding contests. Cascade Mountain shelters their tepees (page 746). We jogged along the mountain trail later on our way to Harrison Lake, led by the head guide on a white mare whose slim brown colt followed her everywhere. All shapes, ages, sizes, and both sexes were represented. Each had an enthusiasm for outdoor life and the beauty of Nature, which has carried the organization into its third decade. It was our first Trail Ride, but many old timers had over 2,500 miles of horseback travel in the Canadian Rockies to their credit. Thrill of High Trails The thrill of high trails, the shimmering streams far below, the pine-scented woods, the glistening snow-capped peaks, the surefooted mountain ponies, the comradeship of kindred spirits, the giant appetites and thirsts, and no bath for almost a week! These were in our minds as we trudged bowlegged, carrying our paraphernalia up the Harmon driveway upon our return to Banff after five days. We were greeted by a wild Irish yell from "Casey" Oliver, retired sergeant of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, who had been sta tioned in Banff some years before. He and his wife were also a temporary part of the Harmon menage. "Come look in the kitchen! We thought it wuz squihirrols, but fhorty squihirrols couldn't have made sich a shambles as ye should've seen fer yersilves," he shouted. "The bread box wuz open, and all wuz left of two loaves of bread wuz the wrappings, and apples wuz all ohver the place, ivery one with a bhite taken out. "Know what it wuz? T'wuz a bear! A pussy-footin', thavin' fox of a bhear. Look, there's his footprint as big as yer fist on the cupboard under the window. I told Mrs. Harmon she should have it framed or stuffed or somethin'. "The idea of a pesky divil of a bhear comin' raight into town and stealin' the bread raight out of yir own kitchen, mind ye!"