74 WITH GUN AND GUIDE 



Now, the path was down and down, and seemingly 

 ever down. We hurried as much as was consistent with 

 safety, for the chill of a cold, clear night had settled upon 

 us. It was dark when the friendly light of Gober Lake 

 Camp was seen. 



It may easily be imagined that I was not by any 

 means cheerful as I sat down to the evening meal. 

 Tired very tired in truth I was, yet I've been as 

 weary before, and still have been " cheery, blithe and 

 bonnie." 



Hamlet's sage statement, " There's a special Provi- 

 dence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to 

 come ; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not 

 now, yet it will come," came to mind as illustrating the 

 glorious uncertainty of hunting, when the unexpected 

 always happens. 



I was so sure when the trigger of the 45-90 rifle was 

 first pulled that the big quarry would fall that I should 

 have wagered the whole cost of the trip upon it, and yet, 

 with four times one shot, that he still went off unscathed 

 was so totally unexpected that it was really hard to 

 realize. 



But " Truth is mighty and must prevail," and noth- 

 ing need be said more than that. 



