CHAPTER XVIII. 



THE CARIBOO continued. 



JUR first care now was to put fresh caps to our 

 guns; Mr. Howard next fastened a cord to 

 his dog's neck, to hold him in leash. The 

 excrement of the game whom we were pur- 

 suing was scattered about us in every direction; and 

 without a perfect knowledge of the habits of the cari- 

 boos, it would have been difficult to select the true 

 track. 



It was Monai who extricated us from our embarrass- 

 ment. After a few minutes' careful examination, the 

 Indian made vis a sign to follow him, and we advanced 

 with the greatest precaution. Casting a glance on the 

 marks in front of me, I remarked that wherever the snow 

 had been trodden down by the animals' feet, it had a 



