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came trotting up to within fifty yards of the tent, 

 then started off again. 



Egingwah went after him, followed him up to the 

 mother's skin, and brought both in. 



We all had another square feed, the dogs as well, 

 more stones were added to the tent guys, and the men 

 were soon snoring. 



By this time the wind was blowing very fresh, 

 clouds were gathering, and there was every indication 

 that this spell of fine weather was at an end. 



I had no reason to complain. It had lasted long 

 enough for me to get and see what I wanted. 



When we awoke about midnight, snow or, more 

 likely, rain was so evidently imminent, that I had the 

 men cover the deerskins with the floor cloths, feed the 

 dogs to repletion, and sew up some holes in the tent. 

 This was barely completed when the rain began, 

 driving furiously before a strong southwest gale. 



But with a waterproof tent, gravel underneath, all 

 belongings that were not in the tent protected with 

 waterproof covers, the dogs and ourselves well fed, 

 and an ample supply of food at hand, we could take 

 this kind of weather with a good deal of equanimity. 



I quote from my Journal : 



July 1st. — Am glad to be over this first stage of our 

 return journey short as it is. 



The storm continued throughout the 29th and 30th, 

 rain falling during the middle of the day, and snow 

 the rest of the time, with continuous strong south- 

 westerly wind. 



This morning it moderated, and I got out at once 



