INTER-OCEAN HUNTING TALES 



was satisfied. I had also collected a con- 

 siderable number of photographs, of which 

 Sheffield took the greatest number; in fact, 

 he proved quite an expert in this line. The 

 horses seemed no more anxious to leave than 

 we were, and occasionally proved refractory 

 and commenced to buck until something was 

 bound over their eyes. The first night of the 

 journey homeward we camped on the banks 

 of the Gros Ventre. We put up no tents, but 

 slept out in the open, because, as I said to 

 the guide, I wanted to see how it felt to rough 

 it. 



During the day we had descended into 

 a country where the elevation was consider- 

 ably lower. The snow, which we had seen 

 continuously in our former camp, had all 

 disappeared and the temperature was much 

 warmer. Early the next day . we reached 

 Jackson, where we put up at Nelson's 

 Hotel and Were very hospitably entertained. 

 Although remote from the regular line of 

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