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IN THE ALASKA. YUKON GAMELANDS 



very full of life, until Cap cut his throat, not wish- 

 ing to bullet-mangle him any more. He was 

 about a five-year-old with hardly a full curve of 

 horn therefore a smaller ram than we took him 

 to be when first seen and fired upon. By 8 

 o'clock we had him measured and skinned and 

 meat and all packed on the horses. We arrived 

 at camp at 1 1 :A$, preceding the balance of the 

 party to camp by half an hour. Jimmy arose 

 from sleep and gave us hot soup and a fine supper 

 of sheep meat, potatoes and other good things. 



When the other four hunters came in at 12:15 

 a. m. they were given a hearty reception, espe- 

 cially after they unbosomed the pleasing infor- 

 mation that they had separated the spirits of 

 six perfectly healthy sheep from their earthly 

 coils. Needless to say, they were, like us, hun- 

 gry, cold and tired, but there wasn't anything 

 the matter with them that a hot supper couldn't 

 cure. 



After separating from Cap and me in the 

 morning they traveled to the farthest end of the 

 mountain (some five miles beyond the point 

 reached by us). At 10 o'clock they tied their 

 horses at timberline and all climbed together to 

 the summit, where it seems they had seen a bunch 

 of sheep while riding up. It took them until 

 4:30 p. m. to stalk their game and get close 

 enough to shoot. While climbing the mountain 

 they passed within 300 yards of two splendid 

 rams, but they were playing for bigger stakes, as 



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