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A SHOOTING TRIP TO KAMCHATKA 



beino" thick and dense. It was evident that no human 

 hand had ever attempted to preserve them. The train 

 seemed to cut its way through at the modest speed of 

 fifteen miles an hour. At one of the stations we were 

 compelled to wait over four hours, owing to the fact 

 that the man who looked after the water "reservoir" 



FRIDGE OVER THE VEN1^:^EI KIVER. 



had gone off to his village carrying the key in his 

 pocket. At another station the telegraph official was 

 so drunk that he was unable to announce our arrival 

 to the next station, which necessitated another delay 

 of a couple of hours. On May 24 we crossed the 

 beautiful Yenissei bridge at Krasnoiarsk, a town of no 

 slight importance on the left bank of that river. 

 Notwithstanding our numerous stoppages we reached 



