WE REJOIN OUR FRIENDS. 237 



cold. During the intervening six days it 

 rained almost incessantly day and night. 



On September 27th we rejoined our friends, 

 Messrs. Osgood and Rungius, at an old cabin 

 near the foot of the Plateau Mountain. Mr. 

 Rungius had shot a fine bull moose at Russell 

 Creek, with a remarkably handsome head, with 

 fine long palms, long graceful points, and a 

 spread of fifty-six inches. He had also shot in 

 the same district a caribou cow with a nice 

 pair of horns, and had the luck to get a bear 

 at each carcase. Both of these were fair-sized 

 animals, the one a grizzly, the other a brown 

 bear. 



Mr. Osgood had been principally engaged in 

 collecting small mammals and birds, but he had 

 tramped all over the Russell Mountains in 

 search of sheep, of which he wanted to procure 

 specimens, but had not come across any, 

 although he had seen tracks. 



Whilst waiting for us our friends had spent 

 a few days hunting on Plateau Mountain, and 

 had killed three caribou. One of these shot by 

 Mr. Rungius had very large but very ugly horns. 



