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does ; the buck was not there and I stole back to the 

 tote-road without even alarming them. 



It was dark when we reached camp, and we were 

 tired ; yet the excitement of the day had been so great 

 that, wearied as we were, we could not sleep. The 

 caribou and the moose and the six deer kept marching 

 through our minds in company with the queries : 

 " Will we find the moose ? Is he killed ? Will any- 

 thing get at the caribou during the night and mutilate 

 him ? " In our mind's eye we saw the old fellow 

 dropping in his tracks ; and again we saw the bull- 

 moose rushing from the woods to coax the wife of his 

 bosom back from the reach of bullets and into a place 

 of safety. 



Thus the day's adventures would be vividly reen- 

 acted till daylight broke. Then ready and eager to 

 solve our caribou queries, the guides, my son and my- 

 self breakfasted, shouldered camera, axes, rifles and 

 ropes and started off with the intention first to photo- 

 graph and skin the caribou and secure his head, and 

 then to trail the wounded moose. It was half-past 

 one when we reached the dam, and in a few minutes 

 we found the trail of the bull by discovering a pool of 

 blood in the swale grass and another considerable pool 

 on the edge of the woods. After that the trails of the 

 cow-moose and the bull were so intertwined that it was 

 hard to unravel them. But there were five of us and 

 each would discover a trace every minute or two ; some- 



