8G ACROSS THE SUB-ARCTICS OF CANADA. 



ingly I was given fifteen minutes to run around, a mile 

 or so, behind some rising ground. Meanwhile the rest 

 of the party scattered themselves about in different 

 places, and at the given time my brother, having 

 approached within easy range, opened the fray by 

 bringing down a noble buck. At this first shot the 

 whole band a solid mass of several thousands of 

 deer was thrown into confusion, and they rushed to 

 and fro, not knowing which way to flee. Simultaneously 

 with my brother's shot, I opened fire on them from the 

 rear, and our armed men charged from the sides, while 

 the other two were obliged to take refuge upon a great 

 boulder to avoid being trampled to death. The band 

 was speedily scattered, but not before a woful slaughter 

 had been made, and an abundant supply of fine fresh 

 meat secured, for which we were sincerely thankful. It 

 was fortunate that there was wood at hand to make a 

 fire with and dry the meat. Having slain as many 

 animals as we required, the men were set to work to 

 prepare dried meat for the rest of the trip. 



This stroke of good fortune gave us much encourage - 

 ment, as we thought we had now nothing to fear from 

 lack of provisions. Several days were spent in drying the 

 eighteen or twenty carcases, which were preserved, and 

 while this work was progressing my brother and I 

 had ample time to roam over the hills and view and 

 photograph the bands of deer which were still every- 

 where about us. After the slaughter of the first day we 

 carried no rifles with us, but armed only with a camera 

 walked to and fro through the herd, causing little more 

 alarm than one would by walking through a herd of 

 cattle in a field. The experience was delightful, one 



