CHAPTER VI 



URSUS HORRIBILIS 



"Oh well I mind, Oh well I mind, 

 Tho' now my locks are snow 

 How oft Langsyne I sought to find 

 What made the bellows blow! 

 How cuddling on my Grannie's knee, 

 I questioned night and da3% 

 And still the thing that puzzled me 

 Was where the wind came frae." 



— Burns. 



TAKING two men and two extra horses 

 with us to bring in the carcases of the 

 two bull caribou which I had shot, w^e were 

 ofif early in the morning of the eighth of Sep- 

 tember. We had gone a distance of five miles 

 along the river bottom and had passed the 

 mouth of a large tributary that enters into 

 the river at right angles to it, w^hen the Chief 

 with his keen eyesight saw a dark object near 

 the center of a high mountain on the right- 

 hand bank of the tributary. 



For a few minutes the object did not move, 

 but when it did it was easily seen to be a sil- 



