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he removed when in the proximity of game ; in 

 deference, I suppose, to any feelings the unfortunate 

 animal might be supposed to have left on coming 

 across so startling an apparition. 



We left camp on foot about 8 A.M. and made for a 

 ridge where we had seen some beasts on the preced- 

 ing evening. We knew there was a goodish bull 

 amongst them, as I had fired at him in the gathering 

 dusk and missed. They were not much disturbed, 

 however, and had gone up the hill- side and out of 

 sight. We expected to find them among some quak- 

 ing asp which covered the opposite slopes. 



Half-an-hour's walk brought us to the flat where 

 we had disturbed them the night before, and getting 

 our glasses out, we had a spy. As I moved my glass 

 along the sky line something dark and alert showed 

 up behind a clump of trees, and I made out a cow's 

 head. Presently it disappeared, and, on climbing the 

 ridge, which took us a good half-hour, we found 

 traces of a large band of wapiti. The fir wood which 

 covered the far side of this ridge was extremely thick 

 and strewn with fallen timber, and as we stood there 

 discussing in low tones what it were best for us to do, 

 such a wild screaming bugle came ringing up along 

 the wooded hill-tops, as I had never heard before. It 

 was a sound which never lost its charm for me, and 

 one of the most musical given by a wild animaL 

 Beginning with a low whistle, it rises sharply to a 

 kind of metallic squeal which dies away and ends in a 

 succession of grunts. This meagre description gives 



