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A SHOOTING TRIP TO KAMCHATKA 



panied by the General, we crossed over to the village 

 in order to secure hunters, or guides, who could lead 

 us to the most likely nullahs. It turned out that there 

 was not a single man capable of giving any informa- 

 tion about the hills. The constant reply was, " iW 



A SALMON TRAP ACROSS THE I5YSTRAIA RIVER. 



znaicvi " (" We don't know "), which greatly reminded 

 us of the Monorolian '' Bc/iness,'' so a^""Tavatino- to 

 weary and keen travellers. They said that none of 

 them had ever gone beyond the tundra, and that there 

 was not one hunter in their midst. Each winter an 

 odd caribou would be shot when the animal was so 

 oblio'lno- as to run the (gauntlet through the villao^e. 



