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Caribou -Hunting. 



as if there was nothing real or substantial around him. The bewil- 

 dering, drifting powder is everywhere, and he is blinded and buffeted 

 by it in such a manner as calls for the instant exertion of all his 

 courage to carry him safely through. 



" By t'unders ! Never so glad get camp all my life. So tired, 

 you see storm so heavy," said Sebatis, as we rested before the 

 camp-fire after our fearful four-mile tramp from the lake. 



The click of approaching snow-shoes announced the return of 

 Tomah. 



" Who kill 'im that cari " 



Just then he saw that there were two dead caribou, and, without 

 another syllable, he shook the snow from his clothes and sat down 

 by the fire. 



A SHOT FROM TOMAH. 



