OR, THE LAKE LANDS OF CANADA. 



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CHAPTER X. 



The First Dinner — Killed a Deer — Following a Moose-Trail — Camped on 

 THE Trail — Preparation for spending the Night — Our Lean-to — A 

 Snow-Storm — Long, Dreary Tramp — Discovery of a Moose- Yard — A 

 Highly-Exciting Chase — Killed two Red Deer — A Disgusted and Angry 

 Captain — Honest Toil brings Refreshing Sleep — The Hunt resumed. 



OFFEE having been prepared, the captain 

 opened his pack, drew from it some dried 

 venison and cramper, a preparation vuhich 

 is sometimes by courtesy called bread, 

 and then proceeded to distribute these 

 articles to the party. He then filled 

 the tin cup with hot coffee, passed the 

 same to me, and when I had taken a 

 drink of this delicious beverage I returned it to him, 

 and he proceeded to quench his thirst, and then passed 

 the cup to George Ross. In this manner the cup was 

 kept circulating, and we were thus supplied with our 

 coffee. The captain was the only individual in our party 

 supplied with a hunting-knife. George Ross and myself 

 were, however, provided with rather small pocket-knives ; 

 it will therefore be readily seen that the captain was 

 able to make the rough sections of dried venison and 

 cramper with his knife, while we could with our own im- 

 plements make the necessary subdivisions, and thus pre- 

 pare our food for mastication. Neither forks nor plates 

 had been provided for this reconnoissance ; fingers taking 



