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I imagine that these caribou had never seen 

 a human being before, and, not knowing what 

 I was, wanted to have a closer view and get my 

 wind. They came and stood within one hundred 

 yards of me, and the old stag looked a grand 

 beast, with his great white neck and broadly 

 pahnated horns, but the sleet was cutting into 

 my eyes and half blinding me, and I found it 

 quite impossible to get a sight on him. 



Not knowing what to make of me the caribou 

 soon trotted off again for a short distance, and 

 then, breaking into a gallop, commenced to 

 circle round to get my wind. TLis enabled me 

 very soon to turn my left cheek to the wind 

 and rain, and get my right eye into shelter. 

 Hastily drying it with the corner of my coat, I 

 was once more able to look along my rifle 

 barrel and see the sights plainly. 



The caribou just then all halted, and the old 

 stag swinging round stood facing me. I took a 

 steady shot at him from a sitting position with 

 the two hundred yards' sight, and as he turned 

 again I thought I heard the bullet strike. 

 He did not run one himdred yards before 



