308 WITH GUN AND GUIDE 



a tedious journey to the cabin. To my surprise the 

 hide was literally alive with lice, great big ones, and 

 these had got inside our clothing even down into our 

 boots. They were something of the size and appear- 

 ance of bedbugs, only they were more lively. They 

 didn't bite or worry us excepting that their crawling 

 propensities were very unpleasant. 



The hide was chucked into a coffee sack so as to get 

 rid of the creeping pests. In less than ten minutes, 

 the outside of the bag was alive with them ; how they 

 managed to crawl through the meshes no one could 

 imagine. At Barkerville the bundle was incased in 

 yet another sack this time a finer woven one, but 

 still they managed to get through both sacks. 



Five days afterward, when packing our stuff into a 

 big trunk at Ashcroft, they were yet in evidence. 

 When the trunk finally arrived at its destination, in 

 Philadelphia, fourteen days after leaving Bear Lake, 

 there wasn't a sign of one anywhere to be seen. 

 They had got out of the trunk and no doubt had 

 spread themselves out in platoons in the baggage-car. 



After getting everything in readiness for breaking 

 camp that last day at Bear Lake, we made a hurried 

 meal, saddled the horses, boated the stuff to be 

 " packed " out on horseback across the river, swam and 

 waded the horses over, and then put the last finishing 

 touches to the packs. At 1 : 30 p. M., we touched the 

 horses with the lithe willow brush branches and were 



