132 FIFTY YEARS A HUNTER AND TRAPPER. 



was not a rat. However, I have not tried any more from that 

 day to this. I prefer partridge, and I have never been in a place 

 where there were as many partridges as there were in Upper 

 Michigan. 



It is remarkable how long and well one can live on one hun- 

 dred pounds of flour, twenty-five pounds lard, ten pounds salt and 

 some bacon, (tea and coffee if one thinks he can't get along with- 

 out it), in a good game and fish country with a good gun and 

 fishing tackle. 



We started on our return trip down the river on the second 

 day of June. There had not been a man to our camp during this 

 time. We were well satisfied with our catch with one exception, 

 that being bear, as we only got four and they were all rather 

 small. We had a splendid journey on our return trip down the 

 river. We would see deer at almost every turn and once we saw 

 a bear swimming the river. We caught lots of fish, all we could 

 use, with hardly an effort. 



