THE ROCKY MOUNTAIN SHEEP. 



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the canon. When lie came to me, lie said he had located 

 four Sheep, and was sneaking on them when I iired. My 

 shots alarmed them, and they ran. He shot at them at 

 long range, and one ram fell, but immediately got up and 

 9 tried to run. He kept falling and staggering till he reached 

 the brink of a great precipice, when he fell over and 

 went to the bottom of it, no doubt crushed to a shapeless 



The Sultan of Chopaca. 



mass. Miller thinks the Sheep was nearly dead when he 

 started down, and is sure he was nothing more than a mass 

 of sausage when he reached the foot. He said he was not 

 hunting that kind of meat, and would not have gone down 

 that heathenish hill-side after him if there had been three 

 barrels of him. 



We took the head, skin, and saddle of the big ram I 

 had killed (and whose portrait is shown herewith), carried 



