1 84 CAMP-FIRES IN THE CANADIAN ROCKIES 



We soon saw that an attempt would be made to round 

 up that goat somewhere, somehow, and take a picture 

 of him at short range. In a few minutes we invented 

 a wigwag code of signals by which the cook was to 

 signal at intervals, with a clean towel on the end of a 

 fossil tepee-pole, the position of the goat. Mr. Phillips 

 and Mack Norboe made ready for the event, and with 

 Kaiser to assist in manipulating the goat, presently 

 set out. 



Mr. Phillips dislikes writing about his adventures, 

 but in view of the fact that he alone is able to relate the 

 occurrences of that day, I prevailed upon him to write 

 out the following account of that daring and dangerous 

 episode. Had I known on that morning the risks that 

 he would run on those cliffs, hanging by one hand on a 

 knife-edge of rotten rock with an angry goat at a near- 

 ness of six feet and threatening to knock him off into mid- 

 air, I would not for any number of photographs have 

 encouraged the enterprise. It was only the merciful 

 Providence which sometimes guards insane camera 

 enthusiasts which prevented a frightful tragedy; for it 

 is well known throughout the goat country that an old 

 male goat cornered on a ledge will fight dog or man. 



In order to assist the photographers to the utmost, 

 Charlie Smith and I considerately went bear-hunting; 

 and this is Mr. Phillips's account of how the goat pictures 

 were obtained: 



" Shortly after twelve o'clock, Mack and I started for 

 the goat that had been hanging out above our camp. We 

 took my stereoscopic camera, Charlie Smith's four-by-five 



