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discover that the game has taken alarm and started on 

 the jump, and so give it up in despair. 



One man perhaps in a thousand can still-hunt, or 

 stalk, Cariboo in the summer season. lie, when he has 

 discovered a herd feeding up wind, at a leisure pace 

 and clearly unalarmed, stations a comrad in close am- 

 bush, well down wind and to leeward of their upward 

 track, and then himself, after closely observing their 

 mood, motions and line of course, strikes off in a wide 

 circle well to leeward, until he has got a mile or two 

 ahead of the herd, when very slowly and guardedly, ob- 

 serving the profoundest silence, he cuts across their 

 direction, and gives them his wind, as it is technically 

 termed, dead ahead. This is the crisis of the affair ; if 

 he give the wind too strongly, or too rashly, if he make 







the slightest noise or motion, they scatter in an instant, 

 and away. If he give it slightly, gradually, and casu- 

 ally as it were, not fancying themselves pursued, but 

 merely approached, they merely turn away from the re- 

 mote danger, and instead of flying, feed away from it, 

 working their way down wind to the deadly ambush, of 

 which their keenest scent cannot, under such circum- 

 stances, inform them. If he succeed in this inch by 

 inch he crawls after them, never pressing them, or draw- 

 ing in upon them, but preserving the same distance still, 

 still giving them the same wind as at the first, so that he 

 creates no panic or confusion, until at length, when close 

 upon the hidden peril, his sudden whoop sends them 



