Kragv the Kootenay Ram 



hound on his track that he accepted him as an 

 inevitable, almost a necessary evil ; and one day, 

 when Scotty rose and scanned the northern 

 distance for the Ram, he heard the long snort 

 far behind, and turning, he saw old Krag im- 

 patiently waiting. The wind had changed, and 

 Krag had changed his route to suit. One day 

 after their morning's start Scotty had a difficult 

 two hours in crossing a stream over which old 

 Krag had leaped. When he did reach the other 

 side he heard a snort, and looked around to find 

 that the Ram had come back to see what was 

 keeping him. 



Oh, Krag! Oh, Gunder Ram! Why do 

 you make terms with such a foe implacable? 

 Why play with Death? Have all the hundred 

 warnings of the Mother Wind been sent in vain? 

 Keep on, keep on ; do your best, that she may 

 save you yet ; but make no terms. Remember 

 that the snow, which ought to save, may yet 

 betray. 



XVIII 



Thus in the winter all the Chief Mountain was 

 traversed; the Kootenay Rockies, spur by 



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