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got to Nelonti, and had learned how to find 

 ibex. He was reposing his long body in our 

 dining hut on the 12th, when Wilson and 

 I returned home, having killed a brown -bear 

 and an ibex ; Campbell soon followed us, 

 having shot a couple of ibex, the largest of 

 which he had been obliged to leave behind, 

 it having fallen into a deep lye (a crack in 

 the ice) on the glacier. Next day, Campbell 

 and Birtwhistle went up to get it out, whilst 

 Wilson and I beat another valley, and had a 

 blank day. Returning home early we waited 

 supper until half-famished, and after a time, 

 there being no signs of the other party, 

 we became very uneasy, thinking that some 

 accident must have occurred. At last, 

 however, they arrived all safe, with the 

 ibex, having had to spend the entire day, in 

 recovering it from the lye. 



Halted on the 14th, and recrossed the 

 river which we had passed, to be nearer 

 the ibex ground ; we also parted with our 

 jolly Tartars, who went home well pleased, 

 having been with us a week, and our guide 



