162 CARIBOU SHOOTING IN NEWFOUNDLAND. 



WM. PAUL. 



was our old friend Wm. Paul, the Micmac Indian, 

 with two squaws and two half-grown boys, who were 

 on the trail leading to their camp near by, and had 

 stopped to take a rest and 'bile the kittle.' While 

 Le Buffe was watching the Indians' actions I noticed 

 two fine caribou on the marsh, moving directly to- 

 wards old Paul and his party. 'Now/ said Le Buffe, 

 'look sharp and we may see some fun.' Nearer and 



