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red man. I arranged camp, and two or three 

 hours later took what I supposed was a differ- 

 ent direction, but soon encountered the pair 

 returning. J. B. had a painful knee, and An- 

 astasio had started his racing tactics and kept 

 them up until J. B. was quite lame. 



The Indian reported that he had seen sheep. 

 J. B. had used the glass without finding them, 

 and then Anastasio had captured it and looked 

 through the wrong end, nodding and saying 

 he could count five, very big. This, I am 

 sorry to say, was false and affected on Anasta- 

 sio's part, and J. B. was skeptical about the 

 sheep altogether ; but I knew how hard it was 

 to find distant game, when you don't know 

 exactly how it should appear. To reach the 

 supposed sheep, the mountain must be climbed 

 and the crest turned, for the wind permitted 

 no other course. J. B. did not feel up to the 

 task, and I directed him to camp. Anastasio 

 and I climbed for about four hours, and reached 

 a position whence his sheep would be visible. 

 He was now discontented because J. B. had 

 not lent him his gun. No request had been 

 made for the gun, to be sure, but I confess 

 that a request would have met with my earnest 

 opposition in any event. Evidentiy Anasta- 



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