SHEEP— BOTH WHITE AND DARK 



of sheep hunting and not of the one who would 

 go out on a single trip for these animals. In the 

 latter case he might accidentally run onto a big 

 ram during the first day's hunting, and might 

 also be able to kill his ram at twenty-five yards. 

 Such luck as this, however, seldom falls to the 

 lot of the sheep hunter. 



Apropos of the subject of approaching sheep 

 at close range, I believe Ned Frost, the Wyoming 

 guide, has had more extraordinary experiences 

 than anyone I know of. Writing to me on the 

 subject he says: 



**I once had a good-sized ram come up to me 

 where I was eating my lunch and after working 

 around, and sizing me up from all sides, he 

 finally came right up to me and actually licked 

 my hand, and I could see myself in his eye, just 

 like looking in a small mirror; but when I made 

 a grab at his front legs, thinking that perhaps I 

 might be able to throw him and get him in alive, 

 he got really frightened and showed that he was 

 a real sure-enough wild sheep by getting down 

 off that mountain and up the other side of the 

 canon and on over the highest peak in sight with- 

 out hardly stopping to look back. I would not 

 have liked to tackle the job of getting within 

 rifle range of him again that day. 



"Another rather queer thing happened to 

 Judge Ford, of New York City, and myself, 

 during September, 191 5, while hunting near the 

 headwaters of the Shoshone in Wyoming. We 



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