26 CAMERA SHOTS AT BIG GAME 



the view without raising the camera so high as to be too con- 

 spicuous. About six hundred yards above, at the top of the 

 canon wall, ran the trail, and in a moment or so a small band 

 came winding down to the river. All stopped to drink. 

 Waiting until an immense buck had raised his head (No. 33), 

 I exposed. After all had drunk, they walked up the river a 

 hundred yards or more, but would not cross, finally going back 

 up the trail two or three hundred yards. Another and larger 

 band came down soon afterward, and the first bunch joined 

 this one, but kept in the rear. Down they rushed, greedy 

 to drink, and many were drinking when the big buck belong- 

 ing to the first band, which was coming along behind and 

 acting very suspicious, suddenly wheeled, and, with a snort, 

 started back up the trail on the run, followed by the rest. One 

 fawn, enjoying the first drink he had found for many a weary 

 mile, was so startled that he jumped straight out into the river. 



One afternoon, after an all-day wait without result, I was 

 thinking of going to camp, when a large herd came in sight. 

 The deer were slow about coming down, and when they at 

 last reached the river, right opposite, the shadow had begun to 

 creep up the canon side, so they were out of the sunshine. I 

 set the shutter as slow as I could for instantaneous work, and 

 trusted to luck to get them — and did, in fact, secure a very 

 good negative. (No. 34.) 



One day I was out on the rocks near the riverside when a 

 few deer came down immediately opposite. I made the ex- 

 posure, but it proved a failure. After they had walked along 



