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and the man who had wounded him fired 

 at him again from the ridge behind and 

 broke his neck. He fell dead within a hundred 

 and fifty yards of where we were sitting. He 

 was a fine animal, with a very pretty and 

 symmetrical head of thirty-seven points, both 

 brow antlers being well developed. 



I must say that I felt thoroughly disgusted 

 with the whole business. In the first place to 

 sit on one spot for hours lying in wait for game 

 is not hunting, and although under favourable 

 conditions it may be a deadly way of killing 

 caribou, it is not a form of sport which would 

 appeal to me under any circumstances, but 

 when pursued in competition with, and in the 

 midst of, numerous other gunners, I could see 

 no redeeming point in it whatever. However, 

 I resolved to say nothing and see the day 

 through. 



My guide seemed full of hope and confidence. 

 Holding the horns of the dead stag, he pro- 

 nounced it to be a very fair head : " But," said 

 he, "we'll get better than that before the 

 week's out," and presently he remarked, " The 



