White Sheep 



flour with us, so returned the bag to its resting- 

 place in the fork of the tree, where it probably 

 remains to this day, unless Hunter has himself 

 removed it. 



In front of my camp the country sloped gently 

 to a large plateau covered with timber, which, 

 however, had been burnt some years previously. 

 The white sticks looked very uncanny. There 

 were in places large spaces that were nearly 

 impassable, owing to the fallen trees piled up 

 one on the other. If a breeze blew I could hear 

 these trees come crashing to the ground, and it 

 was needful to observe caution when passing 

 through this particular belt. 



On the morning after our arrival Hunter and 

 I went up the mountains to view the situation. 

 We saw no moose the time was yet early, for 

 they had only just commenced to rub their 

 horns free from the velvet, and had not yet 

 started " running." We decided, therefore, to 

 go and look for the sheep, " Ovis Dalli," which 

 were to be found in the mountains eight or nine 

 miles farther inland. 



It was during this day that we were unfor- 

 tunate enough to lose our one and only frying- 

 pan. When we discovered the loss we retraced 

 our steps to look for the treasure, but we 

 might as well have looked for the proverbial 

 needle. 



We had a delightful walk, barring the load I 



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