194 CAMP-FIRES IN THE CANADIAN ROCKIES 



** Fortunately I was above the goat, and finding that 

 the odds were against him he bounded off the point, and 

 once more fled for the slide. This was the maddest race 

 of all, for it called for quick work to get across the top 

 of the slide in time to head off the goat. On that fright- 

 ful pitch every jump I made loosened stones which dis- 

 lodged others, and they went rolling and rumbling down 

 the slide. The dog and goat also started their full quota 

 of rocks, and for a time it seemed as if the whole moun- 

 tain-side were moving. But I succeeded in heading off 

 the goat, and clambered up on the wall above him. 



" A few minutes later Mack joined me, and as he 

 wiped the beads of perspiration from his shiny bald head, 

 I said to him: ' Did you see the beautiful race we had 

 across the slide? ' ' Didn't see nothin',' he answered with 

 an air of irritation. ' I thought everything had broken 

 loose up here, and I was too busy dodgin' rocks to care 

 who won any race. You-alls shore tore up the scenery! ' 



" After placing a new roll in the camera I crawled 

 around on the hanging wall, and secured a very good 

 picture of the goat. As I closed in he started to retreat, 

 but by following him up I secured a picture as he was 

 getting away. Then Mack headed him once more, on 

 the farther side of the cliff, when he took refuge in a 

 niche near the top of the wall. 



'' As we approached him from above, he again got 

 his eyes on Kaiser, and charged up through the group 

 which we three made. Fortunately Kaiser engaged his 

 attention, which enabled Mack and me to head him 

 and drive him back. For a time we lost him on the 



