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with our extra ammunition, clothing and sundry articles. 

 "I'll carry the whole thing down to the shore," announced 

 Fritz. We made two bundles of the lot, slung one upon 

 his back and the other on his breast, and, with the load 

 weighing about one hundred and ten pounds, Fritz got 

 to the shore in three hours. 



Dr. Young, though still suffering acutely from lum- 

 bago, was put upon his feet, staves were cut and given 

 him, and wdth these aids he walked the seven miles with- 

 out sitting down. 



We met the launch the same afternoon and got off 

 to the "Abler" without delay. But the next day it was 

 blowing and raining hard and the sea was entirely too 

 rough for the launch to make the shore to bring back 

 Collins and Lovering. 



Ed also was marooned at the little shack two miles from 

 Lovering's and Collins' camp, for he had been sent up to 

 the flat mountain to bring back some pots and pans which 

 the rest had been unable to carry down. 



While we had been scouring the country for caribou, 

 Collins and Lovering had boarded the "Abler" with six 

 heads, several of which were excellent specimens, and had 

 returned to their camp to make an effort to secure brown 

 bear. Kleinschmidt finally brought them out without 

 any additional trophy, and we were ready to leave for 

 the Kenai Peninsula. 



After paying Mike one hundred dollars for his ten 

 days' services, which was a windfall for the struggling 

 fellow, we pressed on him a number of articles, such as 

 boots and clothing, which we did not greatly need and 

 which were most useful to him. 



"I cannot thank you enough," said Mike gratefully. 

 "You can understand that it takes about all I make in 



