ISLAND POND. 85 



Stroud fully expected that we should come 

 up with the migrating deer on some open 

 "barrens" just beyond a little lake known as 

 Island Pond. 



We reached this lake late in the afternoon, 

 and, leaving the other two men to arrange a 

 shelter for the night, Stroud and I took a round 

 over the undulating rocky " barrens " beyond. 



Late in the evening we saw three caribou 

 does, but they were evidently stragglers, as the 

 tracks showed that the main body of deer had 

 passed on w^estwards. My guide thought that 

 the snowstorm of the previous week had moved 

 them, and feared they might travel too far to 

 the south-west to allow us to overtake them. 

 This, unhappily, proved to be the case. 

 However, we followed on the deer tracks for 

 two more days, trudging slowly and heavily 

 along through spongy marshes and dense 

 spruce forests. 



Soon after leaving Island Pond we got into a 

 country into which none of the men with me 

 had ever previously penetrated, and passing 

 over the high groimd to the north of St. John's 



