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and where the horses might have a little feed. We 

 decided to stop here for the night, as there was no 

 other horse feed until we should reach the Donjeck 

 River. 



This place could hardly be called a camp as there 

 was nothing in the way of poles with which to erect 

 a tent, but that did not concern us as much as the 

 difficulty in finding a spot where we could lie down, 

 as the slope was steep and to lie down was to place 

 ourselves at a slant of forty-five degrees, with the 

 probability of sliding down through the snow into 

 the canyon. We organized a hunt for a reasonably 

 level resting place on which to roll up in our robes 

 in the snow. After our hunt for a resting place, we 

 made a search for dead willow sticks and collected a 

 small supply to cook our supper and breakfast; that 

 is to say, we had enough to thaw out and warm our 

 stack of sheep steaks which are very edible even if 

 raw. George Wright looked at the pile of half- 

 cooked sheep meat and ventured the remark: " This 

 would be no place for Mrs. Nuts." We told him 

 we did not know the lady, and agreed with him that 

 this was no place for any lady, but that we would 

 be interested to learn why it would be particularly 

 unfavorable for Mrs. Nuts. 



Wright hitched himself almost into the handful 

 of coals that failed even to melt the snow and said, 

 " Well, there was a woman come up from the out- 

 sicle during the Klondike stampede and she was a 



