320 ANOTHER EASY WOLF HUNT 



luck, and coming back along a small wood patch 

 I flushed a covey of what the people there called 

 blue grouse. It was in fact the dusky grouse, 

 Tetrao obscurus. We had no shot gun, but with 

 my revolver we got four and tied them to the 

 strings of my saddle. On arriving at camp I 

 told Lannigan, our cook, that we wanted them 

 for our breakfast in the morning. I laid the sad- 

 dle near a box outside of the cook's tent and 

 went away to picket my horse. 



We had our supper, and shortly afterwards 

 turned in, as we were to go out early next morn- 

 ing. About half-past three a.m. I heard our 

 cook around, and after a while he came to our 

 tent to find out what we had done with the grouse. 

 I told him that they were tied to the saddle as I 

 had not touched them after laying them down 

 with it. He said that they were not there, and 

 when I had got up to see about them, I found 

 that he was right. The strings were there, with 

 the knots still in them, but the birds were gone. 

 Feathers were strewn around, showing that the 

 grouse had been stolen by some animal. Some- 

 thing else was cooked for breakfast and we went 

 away, but I swore that I would get even with 

 that thief in the evening if possible. 



We got one more deer that day, and the Baron 

 got two shots at an elk, through the woods, but 

 had missed it. I followed the tracks for some 

 distance in the hope that he might have been hit, 



