72 RECENT HUNTING TRIPS. 



an opportunity for a stalk, whilst the country- 

 was difficult to get about in, owing to the 

 softness of the bogs and the density of the 

 forests. 



We had a good day of it, not getting back to 

 camp till dark. The walking was certainly 

 very hard, but I found I could stand it well 

 enough. 



The whole country was level and divided 

 into pretty equal parts of open bog and 

 dense forest. In the bogs one sank over the 

 ankle, and often much deeper, in water at every 

 step, and progress was as slow and tiring as 

 when walking in deep soft snow. In the 

 patches of forest the small spruce firs grew so 

 close together, and were so tangled up with 

 fallen trees, that it was a pleasant change to 

 break through into the open and plunge into a 

 deep bog again. In the course of the day we 

 came upon a fawn wandering disconsolately 

 around all by itself, its mother having doubt- 

 less been shot, and later on four does and a 

 fawn passed close to us, travelling due south 

 towards the railway line. Of these does 



