THE LONG TRAIL 



buck he was stalking. The result was 

 the picture. 



Before we started on the serious ex- 

 ploring part of the Brazilian trip, we paid 

 visits to several fazendas or ranches in the 

 state of Matto Grosso, with the purpose 

 of hunting jaguar, as well as the lesser 

 game of the country. One of the fazendas 

 at which we stayed belonged to the gov- 

 ernor of the state. When we were wak- 

 ened before daylight to start off on the 

 hunt we were given in Brazilian fashion, 

 the small cup of black coffee and piece of 

 bread which constitutes the native Bra- 

 zilian breakfast. We would then sally 

 forth to return to the ranch not before 

 noon, and sometimes much later, as the 

 hunting luck dictated. We would find an 

 enormous lunch waiting for us at the 

 house. Father, who was accustomed to an 

 American breakfast, remarked regretfully 

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