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dark grey, and when in shadow looked quite 

 black. 



After descending to the bottom of the ravine 

 I followed it down a long way, passing through 

 many willow swamps where there was much 

 old sign of moose, but I came across no fresh 

 tracks of these animals, which I do not think 

 bad yet conmienced to travel round as they 

 would do later on in the season. 



On the morning of September I5th we bade 

 adieu to our camp on the caribou mountains, 

 and making an early start, reached the cabin 

 on the river before midday. We then loaded 

 up our canoe at once, and in the afternoon made 

 a start down the river. 



We intended to camp for a few days near 

 the forks of the Macmillan and hunt for moose 

 in the neighbourhood of some lakes and willow 

 swamps we had seen from the tops of the 

 mountains in which we had lately been hunting 

 caribou. As it turned out, however, I had the 

 great good fortune to come on a fine moose bull, 

 without doing any hunting. 



Late in the afternoon, just before it was 



