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the first day, and when still close to camp, we 

 met a stag with small bnt very pretty horns, 

 which I shot. His teeth showed that he was 

 quite an old animal. We cut off his head and 

 haunches and hung them in a tree to await 

 our return. 



Din-ing a three days' roimd, travelling, I should 

 think, something like twenty miles a day, we 

 did not meet with any good stags, though we 

 saw a certain number of caribou every day. 



On the evening of October 27th we got back 

 once more to our camp on the river. During 

 the night the Aveather changed completely, 

 the sky became bright and clear, and it froze 

 hard. 



On the following morning we packed up, put 

 our canoe once more in the water, and started 

 down stream for Lloyd's Lake, which we reached 

 very easily and quickly, as, after all the rain, the 

 water was very much higher than when we 

 came up the river. 



Reaching the top end of the lake before four 

 o'clock, and finding the wind favourable, we 

 improvised a sail with our light tarpaulin, and 



