THE WILD REINDEER OF NORWAY. 107 
very valuable acquisition. I have known as much as 
107., and even more, given for one, which, though 
perhaps a small sum in an English sportsman’s eyes, is 
a little fortune to a Norwegian hunter. They can 
scent a deer a surprisingly long way off, when they give 
unmistakeable signs to their master that they are on 
trail. I have known them scent deer three miles 
distant when the wind has been blowing fresh. They 
seldom or never give tongue, but should one ever 
transgress in this way, besides sundry pokes and kicks, 
accompanied by such a volley of oaths* as only a 
Norwegian, I think, is capable of evolving, it has to 
submit to the indignity of a muzzle. 
To insure sport an Englishman should always have 
an experienced hunter and dog with him ; for otherwise 
he may come plump into the very middle of a herd, 
but out of shooting distance. Moreover, if a deer 
be wounded, the dog is then of inestimable service, 
for he will follow it and rarely fail to bring it to 
bay. 
When a hunter has succeeded in killing a deer, he 
immediately proceeds to flay it, takes the entrails out, 
* T think the following specimens, which require a tolerable 
acquaintance with the language to be able to understand, will con- 
firm this opinion. The Bonder seem to have an ascending scale, 
beginning with a simple “—— take you” to ‘‘ May the boil 
your heart’s blood ;” ‘May he play a game of five-card loo in your 
sinful bowels;” “May he cut up your liver and lights into such 
small pieces that the lice may have to go on their knees to eat 
them up ;” with many intermediate ones, but this is the climax! 
