CHAPTER Vin. 



HUNTING ON THE SOUTH FORK 

 OF THE MACMILLAN RIVER. 



Early in 1906 I again grew restless, and as a 

 short trip to Bosnia, in April of that year, in 

 search of nests and eggs of the nutcracker, did 

 but little to still the voices of the wilderness 

 that were for ever whispering to me of far-away 

 game-haunted mountains and forests, I started 

 once more for the Macmillan River in the 

 Yukon Territory of North-western Canada on 

 July 12th, and reached Skagway, Alaska, on 

 August 1st. 



Four days later, on the evening of Sunday, 

 August 5th, I started from Whitehorse on my 

 long canoe journey to the south fork of the Mac- 



