HUNTING TRIPS 



not far to go ; for, as I expected, we found 

 him lying on his side a couple of hundred 

 yards beyond the ridge, his eyes already 

 glazed in death. The bullet had gone in be- 

 hind the shoulder and ranged clean through 

 his body crosswise, going a little forward ; no 

 animal less tough than a mountain ram 

 could have gone any distance at all with such 

 a wound. He had most obligingly run round 

 to a part of the hill where we could bring 

 up one of the horses without very much dif- 

 ficulty. Accordingly I brought up old Man- 

 itou, who can carry any thing and has no 

 fear, and the big-horn was soon strapped 

 across his back. It was a fine ram, with per- 

 fectly-shaped but not very large horns. 



The other ram, two years old, with small 

 horns, had bounded over the ridge before I 

 could get a shot at him ; we followed his trail 

 for half a mile, but as he showed no signs 

 of halting, and we were anxious to get home 

 we then gave up the pursuit. 



It was still early in the day, and we made 



