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been most excellently set up by Rowland 

 Ward, the well-known taxidermist of Piccadilly, 

 London. 



Whilst Thomas and I were busy skinning 

 the dead caribou, four more of these animals 

 came feeding up the valley below us, and pre- 

 sently lay down on a knoll about four hundred 

 yards away. I could see them very plainly 

 with my glasses, and they w^ere three big stags, 

 two of them with very fine horns, and a smaller 

 animal without any horns at all, which must 

 have been a doe. 



As I had shot as many caribou as I felt 

 justified in killing, I did not aUow myself to be 

 tempted to take a nearer view of their heads, 

 but just stuck to my work, and they presently 

 got up and fed back again down the valley 

 out of sight. 



Leaving the skulls and horns to be 

 fetched the next day, and burying a lot of 

 iat meat under a bank of old snow, close to 

 where the dead caribou were lying, Thomas 

 and I " packed " the skins back to camp, which 

 we reached long after dark. 



