266 HUNTING IN THE ARCTIC 



"I quote from my diary under date of October 4th: 

 'This sure is some moose country. It has been a beautiful 

 day. '^Bunkie" (that's CoHins) and I hunted from 

 7 A. M. till 3 p. M. We saw twenty-eight moose, five of 

 of them, including one nice bull, within nineteen meas- 

 ured paces of us.' 



"On our return to camp we found the two guides 

 and packers already arrived, and after this time we hunted 

 either alone or with our respective guides. 



''The next day Crit Tolman, my guide, and I started 

 out to find a place to make a temporary camp from which 

 to hunt the white sheep {Ovis dalli) that abound in the 

 mountains at the head of Killey River and Funny River. 

 It was my intention to hunt sheep while Collins hunted 

 moose, and vice versa, as in that way we should not 

 bother each other. 



"Crit and I had been gone from camp an hour, and 

 were walking straight up the mountain south of camp 

 when we looked around and were surprised to see Elgin 

 Vaughn, one of the packers, evidently trying to over- 

 take us. We knew something must have gone wrong, 

 but were not prepared to hear that 'Scotty' had shot 

 himself through the left thigh with Crit's 22 cahbre six 

 shooter. 



" 'How did he happen to hit himself in the leg?' I 

 asked Elgin. 



"But Crit, who did not think much of 'Scotty's' 

 cooking, rephed, 'Because he is a poor shot, I guess.' 



"After some talk with Elgin I decided that the wound 

 didn't amount to much, and therefore that I would 

 continue my hunt and that Crit and Elgin could doctor 

 the cripple up with suppHes from my emergency kit. 

 The thing worried me though, and really was the cause 



