40 CAMP FIRES IN THE YUKON 



the horses, and Hoyt, with the writer, fixed up a 

 place for our sleeping robes in the stable; Wolcott 

 was busy cleaning fish. Pitch dark we sat in the 

 rain and ate supper, which was not particularly good, 

 as Wolcott had forgotten grayling have scales, so 

 we had them just as " God and Nature made them, 

 without any improvements," and then went to sleep 

 in the filthy stable with the rain leaking through, 

 but still cheerful with the thought that the morrow 

 would bring us to Lake Kluane, where we would 

 abandon the slow-going wagon transport in favor of 

 pack train. 



