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the lake only half-a-mile away, so it was a 

 pity we had not gone on a little further. He 

 had also seen the track of a big bull wapiti 

 and a fresh bear track, which news cheered 

 us all up. 



September 6th. Starting early we were 

 soon on the shore of the lake — a lovely sheet 

 of water about two miles long, surrounded by 

 steep forest-clad hills a few hundred feet high. 

 The growth round the shore was so thick, 

 and the rocks in parts so precipitous, we de- 

 cided it would save time to build a raft to get 

 to the end of the lake. We found some logs 

 with which Eustace Smith had made a raft 

 and soon put them together, and had a rough 

 raft on which we paddled slowly to the north 

 end of the lake. 



We pitched camp on the first decent camping 

 ground we had found. The men were in shelter 

 under an enormous cedar-tree, of great age 

 and quite hollow in the middle. My tent was 

 pitched on an open bit of ground running out 

 to the lake, over which I had a beautiful view. 



Misfortune was still to pursue us — Smith 

 had had a bad fall two days before, but did 

 not attach much importance to it. He now 

 felt very ill and complained of great pain and 

 tenderness in his side. On examining him, 

 it appeared to me that one of his ribs was 



