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among some willows close under the Wind River 
Mountains and near the cabin which was the head- 
quarters of thé Johnston-Strong outfit. 
A man met me on the road, and looking at the 
head suspended from my saddle, remarked that I 
had killed a very pretty specimen. He added that 
he was staying at the cabin and that if I would 
let him have the head he would sketch it for me’ 
and I could get it again when we had had supper. 
Accordingly, I gave him the head. We had with us 
a large tent in which the guides and cook slept 
in supreme comfort, as it had a stove; and pretty lit- 
tle six-by-six tents in which we ourselves froze. 
These were soon up around a pleasant camp fire, 
and the cook who met us at this place had supper 
ready in ashort time. Antelope cutlets were fried, 
but I had seen too much of the animals that day to 
enjoy them, so confined my attention to other food. 
After dinner we visited the cabin and enjoyed the 
hospitality of Messrs. Johnston and Strong. I 
found that Mr. Demming, who had taken my head, 
was a well-known artist and that he had painted 
a delightful little picture for me in oils; this I re- 
ceived some time after when it had dried. A Mr. 
White who had just been hunting sheep supplied 
us with some of the meat, which was excellent. He 
had killed a fine ram and was pleased with his 
trip. 
The next morning, October 11, we struck camp 
after an early breakfast and went west towards 
_the Gros Ventre Mountains, where we expected 
to see our elk. C. and myself each determined 
we 
