66 THE ADVENTURES OF 



meat in the camp they would yell all around 

 us the whole night. Their yells make a per-, 

 son unused to it not a little uneasy, but one soon 

 gets accustomed to it, and in a few nights 

 pays no more attention to it, than the people 

 in Indiana do to the hooting of the night 

 owl. 



I remained here hunting until the snow 

 began to melt in the mountains, when the deer 

 left me. The black-tailed deer lives in the 

 mountains, except when they are covered with 

 snow. Then they live on the prairie and in 

 the valleys at the foot of the mountains, and 

 *s I did not care to follow them into the moun- 

 tains, I concluded to go back on the plains, 

 and again try my luck on the buffalo. 



