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certain proof that they had passed the summer 

 in the vicinity. All the deer, too, that we saw 

 in this neighbourhood were quiescent, and not 

 travelling. But although I saw a number of 

 big heavy old stags, I did not find a single one 

 with a really good head. 



On the evening* of the day on which we 

 reached King George's Lake, we saw a herd of 

 about twenty caribou, most of which were lying 

 down, on an open piece of ground beyond the 

 river. I was unable, however, to make out 

 with my glasses, whether or no there was a 

 big stag with them, and as it was already late 

 I did not go after them. 



The following day broke in mist and 

 showers of cold sleety rain, but as we wanted 

 meat Geange and I crossed the river soon after 

 breakfast and went up over the broken ground 

 where we had seen the caribou feeding on the 

 preceding evening. Between the river and 

 this open ground we had to pass through a 

 belt of brushwood, and got almost wet through 

 to the skin by the drip from the trees. As we 

 trudged on through the boggy ground, into 



