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shot which proved in its details to be the most interest- 

 ing. With a reasonable time to spare, seeing stags 

 almost every day and stalking them, even if the stalk 

 rarely ends in a shot, what can a hunter want more ? 

 Of course there is a great temptation to shoot first, 

 because caribou heads are, as I have said, hard to judge, 

 and also because it takes some self-confidence and belief 

 in one's luck to allow (say) a thirty-pointer to depart 

 when within easy range in the hope that the next day or 

 the next week will produce a head of forty points. 



Central Newfoundland is a wild country enough, and 

 a country that grows upon one. The term " barrens " 

 is liable to give a wrong impression to those who have 

 never seen them. The barrens are, in their way, most 

 beautiful, with their delicate general colouring of pink, 

 sulphur and brown. Imagine the open uplands tinged 

 with red and white and yellow mosses and red-leaved 

 shrubs, through which scores of boulders thrust out 

 their dark heads, and here and there patches of ever- 

 green spruce, pine, and black firs showing every twig 

 against the pale blue of the sky. It is, without question, 

 a fascinating country that tempts one to return again 

 and again. 



