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marks were plentiful, and in the early morning 

 before starting we heard the melancholy howl- 

 ing of two wolves. Game might have been 

 in abundance, but what was the good when it 

 was impossible to see more than a few yards 

 ahead. I began to have serious misgivings 

 as to what stalking a wapiti would be like in 

 such a country. The wapiti country was, 

 however, far away and we had still to get 

 there. 



About 4 o'clock we pitched camp, if possible 

 on a worse ground than that of the day before. 



Packs for two men had been left behind to be 

 brought on next day, which meant that I had 

 to remain in camp on the 31st with nothing 

 to do, for there was neither game nor fish in 

 the neighbourhood. Smith went on to find 

 the way for next day's march, and the 

 other two men went back to bring up the 

 loads left behind. They turned up about 

 7 p.m. Smith got back in the afternoon, 

 having found Kitsewa River, which was to be 

 our objective the next day. 



About 5 p.m. the rain came down in torrents 

 and continued all night. Fortunately my little 

 tent was quite waterproof. One great advan- 

 tage of a camp in the forest is that there is 

 no wind to drive the rain through the tent. 

 I doubt whether my tent would have kept 



