Good Hunting 



We had a long day's work before us, 

 and so we ate a substantial breakfast, 

 then put on our fur caps, coats, and 

 mittens, and walked out into the cold 

 night. The air was still, but it was biting 

 weather, and we pulled our caps down 

 over our ears as we walked towards the 

 rough, low stable where the two hunting- 

 ponies had been put overnight. In a few 

 minutes we were jogging along on our 

 journey. 



There was a powder of snow over the 

 ground, and this and the brilliant star- 

 light enabled us to see our way without 

 difficulty. The river was frozen, hard, 

 and the hoofs of the horses rang on the ice 

 as they crossed. For a while we followed 

 the wagon road, and then struck off into 

 a cattle trail which led up into a long 

 coulee. After a while this faded out, 

 and we began to work our way along the 

 divide, not without caution, for in broken 

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