128 WITH GUN AND GUIDE 



I was now clothed only in a shirt and trousers and 

 underwear, a cap and shoes and stockings. This tote- 

 road I had frequently used from the other end in years 

 gone by, but had never been on it from the southern 

 end. Hence I was particular in asking about its gen- 

 eral course, and if there was any chance of my stray- 

 ing away from it. This the guide assured me was 

 utterly impossible. 



So we parted, he telling me that the entrance to the 

 road was on the other side of a brook near which we 

 were standing. 



I crossed the brook, went up the ridge a short dis- 

 tance, and found two roads, one leading to the left and 

 the other to the right. Not knowing which I was to 

 take, I blew the whistle, calling the guide back, and 

 asked which road I was to use. He shouted back to 

 take the right-hand one. 



This I found to be a fine wide road, but it did not 

 seem to me to go in the direction that I thought it 

 should. I noticed also that the blazed spots on the 

 trees were only two, where a tote-road should have 

 three spots, two spots being the sign manual for a 

 hauling, logging road. 



However, I jogged along contented and happy. 

 The day was fine, but quite hot. I had abundance of 

 time in which to cover the five miles before 11 : 30, as 

 I had left the camps at 8 : 30. I carried no load ex- 

 cepting the rifle, walking easily for an hour by the 



