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seen by Simon or the herd would be, so Simon 

 said, waste of time and worse ; but as he knew 

 the only feeding ground on this side the peak 

 on which we happened to be, he had strong 

 hopes of our getting a shot if we waited near 

 the only approach to that ground until even- 

 ing, when the herds come down from their 

 resting places to feed. 



The way to our place of vantage lay over 

 what I may fau'ly describe as a flight of stone 

 heaps, looking as if half an hour's climb would 

 more than suffice to get to the top of them. Not 

 for the first time did I find appearances de- 

 ceptive in these high places. At the end of a 

 couple of hours we were still some distance 

 from the top of the last stone heap, and we 

 had been going steadily, without lingering, 

 ever since we started. 



When at last we reached the end of our 

 ascent, we proceeded to make ourselves as 

 comfortable as possible for the day, but when 



