At St. Mary's 



A Sheep "Lick." 



right watching all approaches from his 

 side, I keeping a lookout to the left. 



The mosquitoes and mountain-flies were 

 terrible ; and had it not been for the vile- 

 smelling mosquito " dope," which we car- 

 ried and used, we could scarcely have 

 withstood the pests. 



We watched and waited, but without 

 reward. Several hours passed ; and the sun, 

 shining full in our faces, dropped lower 

 and lower. From the valley below came 

 stealing toward us the shadows of the 



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