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have mistaken them for such. I admit that the girl who did 

 the type-writing had omitted to put the word copy on each 

 document, nor had I noticed this fact, never having had 

 occasion to look at the papers afterwards. 



All these papers were left in a small bag at Glyn's base 

 camp, together with a number of private letters. I had also 

 written a letter to Mr. Hanbury the day I left that camp, 

 and, as previously arranged, I had placed it in a split stick 

 which was stuck in the ground inside our store tent, where 

 Hanbury said he would look for a note any time he might be 

 passing the camp. 



I guessed that by some means the Marshal had heard 

 that I had killed a sheep before September i. But I 

 could, according to my special permit, have killed two sheep 

 in August, and therefore was in a position to prove I had in 

 no way exceeded my powers, if only he would have made 

 any specific charge. 



Glyn then came to me and said that the Marshal had 

 gone to our tent, where he had seized all my papers and 

 private effects, and that on seeing the type-written copies of 

 permits, although they were together with the originals, 

 he stated that I was in possession of dangerous documents, 

 as these were forgeries and I might use them to evade the 

 law. 



He had also taken my letter addressed to Hanbury, and 

 opened and read it. In addition to this, Hanbury, who was 

 then at Kenai, had met this man, and hearing that he was 

 coming up to Kussiloff Lake and was likely to see me, had 

 given him a letter to deliver to me. He accepted the trust, 

 but curiosity to see what Hanbury had written to me^ 

 induced him to open and read this letter. He calmly in- 

 formed me that " he anticipated the letter to be one which 



