two weeks’ circuit, and although we 
had seen many tracks they were all stale, 
demonstrating in a rough way that if 
we could linger for a week or two we 
would be sure to catch some one of the 
trackers on the return trip. 
This we could not do, as the expected 
snow-storm was now threatening, and 
we were still two days from the Divide. 
To be snowed up there would be serious. 
Before we could get packed up the snow 
began, falling steadily and quietly as 
though reserving its forces for later vio- 
lence. We had been travelling about 
an hour from where we broke camp, 
when Nimrod beckoned me to join 
him where he had halted with the 
Horsewrangler a little off the line the 
pack train was following. I rode up 
quietly, thinking it might be game. 
But no; Horsewrangler pointed to a 
SS 
Seo reac eee 
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