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cess: no bunchowr were to be seen, although 

 we found numerous traces of their existence. 

 The third morning, soon after daylight, we 

 saw five dark objects moving slowly over the 

 snow, about a mile distant. Our field-glasses were 

 put in requisition, and, to our great delight, we 

 made out five gigantic, shaggy bulls, quietly 

 browsing, perfectly unconscious of our presence. 

 The ground was tolerably favourable for stalking, 

 and, as we had taken the precaution of wearing 

 white shirts over our ordinary hunting-gear, with 

 linen cap-covers, we were scarcely distinguishable 

 from the snow. Fortunately a strong breeze was 

 blowing at the time, of which advantage we did 

 not fail to avail ourselves, by keeping well to lee- 

 ward, and after an exciting quarter of an hour's 

 work, we managed to get within easy range (150 

 yards) of the herd, who were chewing the cud 

 quite unconscious of their fate. A moment more, 

 and two shaggy monsters were on their backs on 

 the snow struggling in their last agonies, whilst 

 the other three, more or less wounded, were 

 galloping about in wild but grand confusion. 



