52 Sport and Life. 



I had seen this stag, and watched him with my 'glasses as he 

 " bossed " a herd of hinds along a narrow game trail that skirted 

 a deep ravine. I saw that it was a large bodied animal, and of a 

 peculiarly greyish tint, which was enough to make me keen to bag" 

 him. It was easy enough work ; by keeping along the bottom of 

 the ravine I got under the band, and, though I had to bend 

 backwards to an unpleasant degree, so as to get my faithful old 

 " Trailstopper " to bear upon my victim, who was stalking along 



THE AUTHOR'S i8-poiNT WAPITI HEAD WITH 

 CARIBOU PALMATION. Shot 1879. 



at the tail end of the band some four hundred feet straight above 

 me, 1 managed to get in my right and left. In fact, almost too 

 successfully, for the stag was knocked off his legs and off the 

 narrow trail, and as the slope was far too steep for him to regain a 

 footing, the great beast came down the hillside half falling, half 

 slithering straight for the spot in the V-shaped bottom of the 

 ravine where I was standing. The rapidity with which this 

 happened, and the fact that the smoke of my shots was still 



