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to have a literature built for them like that which a kind and artistic 

 hand has so deftly erected for the favored miner of the Pacific slope. 

 A curious effect which this native windiness produces upon the 

 stranger who comes to hunt is, that after a week of it he finds him- 

 self impelled to the conclusion that he has shot the only small deer 



A LUMBER-SLED. 



there are in the State. We could not meet a man in the country all 

 about that had ever seen a small deer. The word fawn, from desue- 

 tude, will be dropped from their language. It was always " the 

 blankest biggest buck ! blank me !" or " the blank, blankest blank of 

 a blank of a blank doe ! running like blank and blankation for the 

 blank river !" That was all we could ever get ; and when perchance 

 one of these identical, peculiarly qualified animals happened to be 

 shot, the speaker stood wholly unabashed and unconscious in the 

 presence of his refutation. 



We left Thompson's hospitable place the next morning after an 

 early breakfast. Curtis and his team carried all our traps, and after 

 a tramp of two hours or so over the wet sand and through the deso- 

 late " burnings," we arrived at Camp Erwin. It is a deserted logging 

 camp. The building on the left, in the little sketch I have made, is 



