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stags killed by the Kid, and had dragged the great 

 deer several feet, showing that he must have been of 

 good size. The conditions were very favorable for a 

 forty-pound trap and about three days' time which 

 without doubt would have furnished some more sport 

 and a fine pelt. 



Friday, November M. Thermometer 32; clear. 

 Sent the carriers out with three loads. All hands 

 working on skins and heads, getting ready to go out 

 on Sunday. Scattered deer in sight all day. "Deer 

 on the ma'sh" causes no excitement now; three 

 w r eeks ago things were different. Then every fellow 

 grabbed his gun, got the other fellows' boots or shoes 

 on, and ran with bated breath to the edge of cover. 



Sunday, November 4th. Thermometer 35; raining, 

 but cleared off beautifully, and at 9 A. M., after cach- 

 ing the stove and most of our kitchen furniture, we 

 bade adieu to our camp on the Big Marsh and turned 

 our faces toward salt water, arriving at our cache one 

 and a-half miles west of the head of West Pond at 4 

 P. M., where we camped for the night. 



Monday, November 5th. Thermometer 33; windy. 

 Left camp at 8.30 A. M., and soon reached the head 

 of West Pond with whole outfit. Owing to the high 

 wind, the water was so rough that we were detained 

 about two hours, regarding the trip hazardous with 



