Hunting Trip after Bighorn 13 



and early. Each one had his duty to perform, 

 and while one went for the horses, the others 

 broke camp and assorted and arranged the 

 packs according to the strength of the horses, 

 the cook in the meantime preparing breakfast. 



The whisky- jack flew around from limb to 

 limb, occasionally turning his inquisitive little 

 head as much as to say " What 's all this mean, 

 anyway? " and, true to his nature, was waiting 

 his opportunity, like a thief in the night, to 

 raid the camp and carry off anything from a 

 piece of soap to shoe-strings. 



At dawn, far in the distance, could be heard 

 the bell as the horses drew nearer and nearer; 

 and presently there was a rush for the im- 

 provised corral, arranged to capture the 

 horses, as they came down the mountain trail 

 on the run. After considerable coaxing and 

 gently approaching the most timid, all the 

 horses were caught and tied ready for packing. 



A hasty bieakfast and all hands were busy 

 packing, getting ready for the start up the 

 trail to the land of " little sticks." 



Our guide was an expert at the famous 

 diamond hitch, but at times it required the 



