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On one small lake were three black-throated divers, 

 of which we shot one. Sailor retrieved it, though it 

 pecked viciously at him all the time. While we were 

 standing there and shooting, two more of this species flew 

 over and dropped into the pool, which was not more 

 than sixty yards across. Each time that one of these 

 birds came to the top it barked and yelped so exactly 

 like a dog that at first I was completely taken in, be- 

 lieving that Sailor suffered correction at Hyland's hands 

 for doino- something; wrono-. 



This lake was very pretty. There was a steep bank 

 on the farther side which was many feet deep in snow. 

 It hung over the water so that we could not go that way ; 

 but where we stood was only marsh, and all ablaze with 

 marsh marigold. 



To-day Uano produced three fox's skins. One pure 

 white, one red, and one blue. They had all been taken 

 in the winter-time. 



In the evening we played some games of draughts 

 with old Uano. 



I had noticed that the table off which we fed was 

 scored with cross-lines, and worked in a chequered 

 pattern, and this evening Uano explained that it was for 

 the game ' hardranger,' which after all was only 

 draughts, with variations. They used for the pieces 

 the Russian words 'kiesler' and 'dama,' and from 

 the Russians perhaps they had the game. For draughts- 

 men we used little stones, which came out of a skin bag. 



