American Big Game in its Haunts 



out that a sheep carried a full turn to his horns, we 

 knew that the head was well matured. If we saw 

 a sheep facing us we could always tell when the 

 horns made a full turn, for then the tips curved 

 outward. 



A week after killing the big ram we again visited 

 the great basin, but found nothing, and cau- 

 tiously moved a little higher to a sheltered 

 position. From here we carefully scanned the bot- 

 tom of this large gulch, and soon spied a bunch of 

 ewes and lambs, and shortly afterward three 

 medium sized rams. When we first saw them one 

 had become suspicious and was looking intently in 

 our direction, so we crouched low against the 

 rocks, keeping perfectly still until they once more 

 began to feed. When they had gradually worked 

 over a slight knoll we made a quick approach, 

 cautiously stalking up to the ridge over which the 

 sheep had gone. I had expected to get a fair shot 

 at two hundred yards or under, but when I peered 

 over nothing was in sight. I concluded they had 

 not gone up the mountain side, for their white 

 coats against the black rocks would have rendered 

 them easily seen. I, therefore, started to walk 

 boldly in the direction in which we had seen them 

 go, thinking they had probably taken shelter from 

 the gale behind some rocks. 



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