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mence firing, while I would reserve my fire at the 

 other goat until Wolcott had gotten off his first shot. 

 Wolcott's shot was a miss but mine went home, and 

 the animal rolled over and over down the slope into 

 a gorge, while its companion vanished over a rocky 

 ridge. 



We then climbed up the rocky slope, and Wolcott 

 attempted to follow the goat he had missed, travel- 

 ing along a rocky ledge with a perpendicular drop 

 below and a precipitous front above, while the 

 writer continued his climb up the mountain, and 

 half way up circled around the face of the slope for 

 a mile and a half. On topping one of the rock ribs 

 that led up to the crest, five goats were observed 

 below, resting on the edge of a jagged rock shelf, 

 and I studied them through the glasses and waited 

 for Wolcott, as two of the animals were excellent 

 specimens. As Wolcott failed to appear I sent the 

 guide back to look for him, but the guide returned, 

 reporting my companion was nowhere to be seen; 

 so I began to " smoke up " the game. I called it 

 " smoking up," because my first three shots at two 

 hundred and fifty yards at the motionless animals 

 were miserable misses, but the fourth shot at the 

 jumping animals went through behind the shoulder 

 and the goat rolled over the edge, while the next 

 shot wounded the second animal in the body, after 

 which I ceased firing at the others and ran forward 

 to where my two goats had gone over. 



