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brief breathing space, I would have easily made the 

 kill, but as to this we shall see later. 



August 13. Dixon the guide and myself, an ex- 

 perienced hunter, were last night guilty of something 

 that would almost shame a tenderfoot. After hav- 

 ing a midnight supper, we placed both of our rifles 

 under the tarpaulin covering our provision pile on 

 the beach, and then took the sheep up to our tent 

 one hundred yards distant in the timber, and leaving 

 the sheep just outside we rolled into our robes. In 

 the middle of the night we were awakened by heavy 

 foot-falls of a grizzly just outside the tent, trying 

 to carry off our sheep; we reached for our rifles, 

 only to remember they were down on the beach, so 

 instead of shooting the bear, Dixon yelled at him 

 and frightened him away from the sheep. 



After breakfast we loaded the boat and started up 

 the lake, but the wind failed us and we had to row, 

 which was very slow and tedious work. At noon 

 we went ashore and cooked many pounds of most 

 delicious sheep chops. As a strong head wind had 

 sprung up we decided to wait until Baker and 

 Wright with the rest of the party should come along 

 with the horses, and about three o'clock they came 

 up to us. We immediately hitched a three-hundred- 

 foot tow-line to two of the horses, and thus pro- 

 ceeded until 1 1.30 at night we saw the welcome light 

 in Morley Bones' cabin at the end of Kluane. 



Bones had been engaged by Dixon to join our 



