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sloped gently towards another canyon some 

 six hundred yards away, and there, on the edge 

 of the timber, were the first caribou, or any wild 

 game for the matter of that, that I had ever seen. 

 Unfortunately, there was no stag of killable age 

 in the party, which consisted of three hinds and 

 a pricket stag. After watching them through 

 my glasses for a quarter of an hour, to make 

 certain that no stag was hidden amongst the 

 trees, we carefully slid down out of sight, leaving 

 the party in peace, and quite unaware of our 

 presence. 



We now turned away to the left, and, after 

 walking a mile or more, climbed a ridge, or 

 steppe, which opened to our view another large 

 flat or barren. Here, again, we carefully scanned 

 the land lying before us, but, seeing nothing, sat 

 down to eat our lunch. I may here remark that 

 when hunting in a country like this I have found 

 it a fatal mistake to drink anything during the 

 time one is walking it is a case of the more 

 you drink, the more you want. If you chew a 

 small piece of stick, or suck a small pebble, you 

 will be much fresher, and find that you can do 

 without drinking well enough, if you have the 

 strength of mind to resist the first or second 

 temptation to do so. Reserve your thirst until 

 you have had something to eat in the middle of 

 the day, then drink, but sparingly. 



After a short rest and smoke, we bore away 



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