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then he kills with a feeling of regret. To-night 

 about the camp fire we both feel particularly happy 

 to have studied these noble animals at close range, 

 for we love these graceful and harmless creatures of 

 the wild and it is good to think that they are resting 

 up near the snow line instead of stretched out cold 

 and stiff on the tundra. 



On reaching the canyon we had to cross the 

 Wolverine, which had been a dry crossing on rocks 

 in the morning, but now the glacial melting had 

 raised the stream to a considerable depth, so we 

 plunged into the ice water above the knees and made 

 our way in the gloom to our camp, having traveled 

 over thirty miles, climbed over ten thousand feet, 

 soaked to the hide with icy glacial water, very tired, 

 ravenously hungry, an empty game bag but still 

 content. 



August 20. A heavy downpour greeted us this 

 morning as we responded to the early " muck-a- 

 muck " call, and the rain has continued all day. 

 Wolverine Creek is on a rampage; the heavy 

 bowlders rolling in the stream make a noise even 

 above the roar of the tawny waters. Hunting is 

 out of the question, as we cannot cross the creek, 

 so we are all sticking close to the tent, trying to keep 

 dry and comparing notes on hunting methods. 

 Dixon says Bettle and Wolcott tried to teach him a 

 new method of wading glacial streams; that he has 

 tried their way, which consists of removing boots 



