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which were two rams whose horns were small. 
As I did not propose to shoot one I amused 
myself by watching them for some time—it was 
interesting to see the two rams playing at 
fighting. They stood close to each other, and 
both simultaneously rose on their hind legs; 
then instantly their horns met with a crash. 
I would have given a lot to see a really fine pair 
of old rams have a battle, but no such luck came 
my way; they were evidently keeping by them- 
selves in twos and threes, good enough friends 
for the time being, and until the eternal female 
entered into their lives to stir up strife and 
jealousy. 
I shot a black-tail deer or two whilst in this 
camp, and poisoned several coyotes with strych- 
nine—I wanted the skins of the latter for a rug. 
These beasts it is good to destroy by any means 
in your power, for they are a great nuisance and 
do a lot of damage to the settlers in the country. 
The worst of it is that they are so extremely shy 
and wary that trapping makes little or no 
impression on their numbers, whereas poison is 
picked up and bolted quite freely, and their 
destruction is accomplished speedily without 
the suffering entailed by the animal’s struggles 
whilst in an iron trap. 
I kept two of the haunches of the sheep I 
killed, intending to take these back to England. 
The weather was so cold that I could easily 
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