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stags. Between the little bush from which I 

 was watching and the caribou there was 

 nothing but open level grassy marsh without 

 any kind of cover. 



As I was debating what to do, a single doe 

 or a young stag — it had small horns — came 

 across the marsh from behind me, evidently 

 intending to join the herd. As it passed me at 

 a distance of two hundred or three hundred 

 yards, it got my wind, and instead of turning 

 back again, as I had hoped it would do, it ran 

 on and joined the herd, and at once communi- 

 cated its fears and suspicions to all its members. 

 Up till now most of these had been lying down, 

 but they at once all got up, and the whole herd 

 then commenced to walk away from me, so 

 I left my screen and followed them across 

 the open ground, walking in a crouching 

 attitude. 



They presently saw me, but could not make 

 me out in the mist and rain, and I approached 

 without any cover whatever to within two 

 hundred yards of them, before they commenced 

 to run, not straight away, but circling round, 



