loO SAVAGE SVA^'ETIA. 



who served me faitlifullv at Golovinsk, some 

 four years ago, met his death in a rapid he 

 and I have prol3ably waded together a score of 

 times. Poor fellow ! he was very rough and 

 untaught, but an unselfish good servant to 

 me for all that. 



Once over the stream, our way was easy 

 enous^h. The bed of a winter torrent aiforded 

 us a road, stony and toilsome indeed, but by 

 no means difficult. That we were not the 

 only passengers by it, numerous bear-tracks, 

 broken raspberry canes, and other signs made 

 very manifest, but the wayfarers whose tracks 

 we saw move about very little, except at night, 

 so we saw nothing of them. 



When we had reached the spot at which I 

 expected to sight the chamois, Simon crept 

 on ahead through the thick rhododendron 

 bushes, and after an absence of a few minutes, 

 came back saying we had had our climb for 

 nothing. The game had moved on, Hoping 



