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keen eyes of the animal on the caribou's neck 

 having detected us, it relinquished its hold, 

 dropped off into the water and turned for the 

 shore the caribou had left. 



The canoe was immediately headed to cut 

 off his retreat, and when within proper distance 

 I shot it with one barrel and left it there dead 

 on the surface of the lake, while we continued 

 on our chase. 



This diversion had taken our attention from 

 the caribou, but now, when we had resumed the 

 chase, we found the animal was getting through 

 the water very slowly, and as we were paddling 

 in its wake, we perceived the water at each side 

 of the canoe was bloody. By the time we 

 reached the caribou it was dead. 



On examination we found the jugular vein 

 had been cut by the fierce animal on its back, 

 and it had bled to death, fleeing with what 

 strength it had to the last drop of the poor 

 thing's blood. 



We threw a string over its horns and towed 

 it back to the portage, picking up in passing our 

 floating black animal, which proved to be a very 

 large wolverine, carcajo or Indian devil, the 

 beast going under all of these names with hunt- 

 ers and traders. 



The carcajo, when he loads for deer, goes 

 down to one of their runways, or on a road lead- 



