CHAPTER Vm. 



HUNTING ON THE SOUTH FORK 

 OF THE MACMILLAN RIVER. 



Early in 1906 I again grew restless, and as a 

 short trip to Bosnia, in April of that j^ear, in 

 search of nests and eggs of the nutcracker, did 

 but little to still the voices of the wilderness 

 that were for ever whispering to me of far-away 

 game-hannted mountains and forests, I started 

 once more for the Macmillan River in the 

 Yukon Territory of North-western Canada on 

 July 12th, and reached Skagway, Alaska, on 

 August 1st. 



Four days later, on the evening of Sunday, 

 August 5th, I started from Whitehorse on my 

 long canoe journey to the south fork of the Mac- 



