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to bag another antelope, but W., who was under 
the weather, decided that there was a _ better 
time coming and that it was too hard work just 
then. We had gone about two miles when we 
took a short cut with our horses over some low 
hills. Jackson was now with us and the cook was 
driving the wagon. Just as we were crossing a flat 
place where the sage was large, hundreds of sage 
hens got up all around. I had seen big packs 
in winter, but never a lot like this. Some could 
be seen running off in different directions, but we 
only had heavy ammunition, so there was no use 
_ blowing them to pieces with it. During the day we 
passed the cabin of a guide. He was a Scandina- 
vian, and had a number of very fine elk heads lying 
around his house, two of which we afterwards 
bought and took out on W.’s license—only two 
heads can be taken out of the State on each forty- 
dollar license. 
We camped for lunch at midday and during the 
afternoon Jackson was obliged to be with the wagon 
as the cook did not know the way. C. and my- 
self scoured the country for antelope and I suc- 
ceeded in finding a bunch. A little snow was fall- 
ing at the time and this helped me greatly in stalk- — 
ing, but I missed my shot at about two hundred 
yards. I found a tremendous bleached elk horn 
lying in the sage, and by hunting around for half — 
an hour, found its mate—these I carried to the 
wagon and brought away with me. Of course they 
were shed horns and had been exposed for several 
years. We also found numbers of buffalo horns 
