"OMINGMONG!" THE MUSK-OX! 311 



lowed by a delicious breakfast of musk-ox ^tongue 

 and liver musk-ox meat is the most toothsome meat 

 I have ever eaten I was quite myself again. 



There was much to be done before continuing 

 our hunt westward. Carcasses had to be hauled to 

 camp, after giving the dogs all they wanted, trophies 

 cleaned and made ready for transportation, and 

 everything packed snug for our departure. 



While the Eskimos were busied with these details 

 I turned my attention to the numerous hare which 

 were to be seen everywhere in the valley in groups 

 of from twenty to fifty. They were thoroughly 

 tame, doubtless because of the fact that they had 

 never been hunted. Often I killed two with a single 

 shot from my .22 automatic rifle. 



My object was to secure skins for the Eskimo 

 friends with whom I had spent the winter at Annoo- 

 tok and Etah, where hares are wild and difficult to 

 get, and the people were badly in need of skins 

 for socks. The pelts are very light and easily car- 

 ried, and I felt I could do no less than take advantage 

 of this opportunity to secure a stock of them to sup- 

 ply the demand. 



When all the musk-oxen were finally hauled into 

 camp, where the men could prepare them for trans- 

 portation, I left two men to complete the work, and 

 with four men and four sledges proceeded westward. 



