The Mountain Sheep and its Range 



The greatest number of sheep in recent years was 

 pretty well toward the head of Gray Bull, Mee- 

 teetsee Creek and Stinking Water. In those old 

 times the Indians used to build rude fences on the 

 sides of the mountains, running down a hill, and 

 these fences would draw together toward the bot- 

 tom, and where they came nearly together the In- 

 dians would have a place to hide in. Fifteen years 

 ago there was one such trap that was still quite 

 plainly visible. One fence follows down pretty 

 near the edge of a little ridge, draining steeply 

 down from Crandle Creek divide to Miller Creek. 

 There was no pen at the bottom, and no cliff to 

 run them off, so that the Indians could not have 

 killed them in that way, but near where the fences 

 came together there was a pile of dead limbs and 

 small rocks that looked to me as if it had been 

 used by a person lying in wait to shoot animals 

 which were driven down this ridge; and it was 

 near enough to the place that they must pass to 

 shoot them with arrows. These Indians had 

 arrows, and hunted with them; and up on top of 

 the ridges you will find old stumps that have been 

 hacked down with stone hatchets. Some of the 

 tree trunks have been removed, but others have 

 been left there. I think that some Indians would 

 go around the sheep and start them off, and gradu- 



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