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a demoralized lot of travellers when the first 

 grey shadows of morning came the next day. 

 My men called in their timid dogs from the 

 distance, and we were grateful that none of 

 them had been devoured. We harnessed 

 them up, tied on our loads — or what was 

 left of them — and departed with a firm re- 

 solve that, if possible, in the future we 

 would try to reach a forest camp, where, if 

 again assailed by such dogs as these, that 

 had so over-matched us, we would at least 

 have the trees in which we could hang up 

 our supplies, and if necessary climb into 

 ourselves. 



With supplies very much diminished, our 

 enthusiasm cooled, and our conceit below 

 zero, as regards ability to overmatch Huskie 

 dogs, we proceeded on our way. We were 

 a quiet party — only one question that I can 

 remember, being asked that day. It was 

 something about like this: 



" If the Evil One should come to trouble 

 us in the form of an animal, which one 

 would it likely be? " 



The guide said, "Iluskie;" and we all 

 affirmatively chorused, " Che-ka-ma." 



Towards night we reached one of our dis- 

 tant outposts. Here we exchanged a few 



