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my sight was off the stag. The report of the 

 rifle, however, did not appear to disturb it, for 

 it never looked round or altered its pace, but 

 just kept trotting slowly forwards. 



I lost no time in throwing out the cartridge 

 which had played me false, and, slipping in a 

 fresh one, fired again. This time my bidlet 

 sped true, and my second best caribou soon 

 lay dead on the marsh. It proved to be a 

 magnificent animal, with a very handsome set 

 of horns, carrying thirty-five good points and 

 two doubtful ones, with very large double inter- 

 locked brow antlers and first-rate tops, the 

 whole forming a head of great beauty and 

 perfect symmetry. 



It will be noticed that with the exception of 

 the four deer which I had last seen, and which 

 Saunders pronounced to be a stag and a doe 

 with two fawns of this and last year, all the 

 caribou I had observed (with the exception of 

 the does, some of which were accompanied by 

 a fawn) were solitary, and I take it that these 

 animals, in the southern part of the island, at 

 any rate, are accustomed to live alone during 



